2021-11-11 Sea of dreams

Party Planners

Participants: Sable Padraigh Maybe Thierry

Location: Sea of dreams

Date and Time: November 5, 1955 11:05pm

Summary: Lands end protectors gather for party talk.

The Sea of Dreams is eternal, the waves that lap against the crystal sands of the beach have done so since the first people dreamed of the sea. At one point in time, sands from here could be found on every beach in the Autumn World but most of the Trods closed during the Interregnum. Now, one can walk for days along the pristine perfect beach and not come across another Trod to the Autumn.

       While technically a part of the Silver Path; beyond the light coming  

from Xenuhemach, the Silver Path frays a little thin. A permanently burning campfire sheds chimerical light in a small warm circle at the side of the Trod beckoning people to take their rest. Most days the Silver Ban extends at least that far. Most days.

The day is just setting into the evening and there were a few people walking along the beach. Mainly the knight commander and... well a Mer-Shark, they walked hand in hand along the sands with no real way to go. She looks to him as he says that and she nods her head a bit "well.. we can indeed talk about how that would look later on..." she pauses "who did you say you contacted reguarding a home here?"

Maybe is coming down the way carrying a case with several tools and a little wheely-cart dragged behind her, parts occasionally falling out of the bungee-corded-down milk crate atop it and having to be stuffed back inside, eliciting a muffled curse here and there, making her way toward where the self-creating tapestry was.

Padraigh smiles and nods. "That's up to you my dear, I understand wanting to see how it looks first. Either way you're my girl and I ain't letting you go, no matter what fuckin' happens." He says smiling and giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. "Though you didn't answer as to if you'd want your home here"

Sable shakes her head "maybe a door to here would be nice." she says before she grins hearing a wheeling cart and she bounces on her toes. The shark man's hand is released and she rushes forward to greet Maybe "Maybe!!!!" she echos in delight.

Maybe looks up in mild panic at being charged, before she recognizes Sable and then says "Oh, uh, hey!" She pushes her hair up out of her face and turns to try to stop the baggage from falling over, eventually having to hug the whole thing to get it back together. "How's things?"

Padraigh laughs and nods. "Not one to live..." He's cut off as Sable takes off he laughs strolling up to the pair. "Who's this love?" He asks before looking to Maybe. "Hi I'm Padraigh O'Malley of House Lorelei." Sable smiles a little as she looks between them "Maybe, meet Padraigh, he comes from the seas of Coark." she says quietly. "Padraigh this is one of the knights, though not in a Motley with me.. this is the lovely nocker Lady knight Maybe."

Maybe lifts up a hand in greeting and says "Hey, what's up?" and then pulls out some of the tubing from the precarious crate, starting to joint it together with a few loose clamps to make a little vertical stand. "Sir Maybe of house Fiona. How's it been?"

Padraigh smiles and nods his greeting. "Ah another knight, I apologize your ways on the surface are still new to me." He says with a polite smile. "I'm well though, and yourself?" He asks before looking to Sable. "Not in a Motley with you, you say? Interesting."

Sable tisks and she shakes her head sadly "I love her though still.. she is a great Knight." she nods her head as she looks between them. "What are you working on these days Maybe?" she asks as she moves back to Padraigh and leans against his sharkyform

Maybe blinks "Why is that interesting? Most people aren't in motleys with each other. It's the default." The Nocker holds the vertical post and drives it into the sand a little to hold it, then says "I wanted to get some readings from around where the whole thing went down with the prophetic banner and all that, see if I can study some of it. Nothing much been actually happening on my end."

Padraigh smiles and shrugs his shoulders. "Again I apologize I'm still new to your ways up here." He says wrapping an arm around Sable. "But I have a great teacher here." He teases.

Sable rolls her eyes a bit "oooh no no do not push off your half understanding on me, everytime you fuck up they will be like Sable.... why is your merman all weird." she grins however to him before she looks to Maybe "I dont think I heard the story you are refuring to." she tells Maybe. "But I was away a bit.. I have returned and am very very glad to see you are still here."

"I could have sworn you were there? Dreaming like, made a big noise, there's some kind of... I don't know... Cantrip from the future working on the whole fabric of the thing, some showdown set with the Nightmare. It made that, over there." She points at a banner just like, hanging out on the beach. "Made itself." You paged Thierry with 'back at the sea'.

"I could have sworn you were there? Dreaming like, made a big noise, there's some kind of... I don't know... Cantrip from the future working on the whole fabric of the thing, some showdown set with the Nightmare. It made that, over there." She points at a banner just like, hanging out on the beach. "Made itself."

Padraigh laughs and gives Sable a squeeze. "No not at all, I mean you're teaching me how things are not that it's you're fault I don't understand them yet." He teases back and as he listens to Maybe his face grows solemn. "The coldness is creeping in here or you mean something else."

A shadow will fall across those below. But only momentarily. Anyone looking up will soon spy the source of said shadow - a one Lord Thierry ap Fiona, the infamous Baron of Lands End - soaring on majestic wings adorned with a multitude of (peacock's) eyes.

Sable looks up to the Barron and she sighs softly "those eyes of his are so freaky." she says softly before she looks to Maybe, "Have you met the Barron yet?" she motions to the sky.

he Eyes of Land's End SEE ALL from their godperch in the heavens high above those below. (No, not creepy at all, nope.) But Thierry is a social one, and as such he'll soon divebomb to alight upon the sand, feet deftly touching down on terra firma so that he can join the others.

Maybe pauses, leaning backward a little, then turning the little glamour-o-scope toward the landing Thierry, getting a quick reading, as if that were a normal thing to do. "Um, no. Have not. Hello." She glances side to side, then glances upward to make sure there aren't more of them.

Padraigh laughs and shakes his head

Padraigh says "Aye but you can't deny the guy sure knows how to make an entrance." Paddy states a hand rubbing Sable's Arm. "And besides if he throws great parties, does it really matter?""

Sable nods her head a bit and she laughs "speaking of parties... we are planning one .. and have a brewery on the Mortal side to throw it in as well."

Thierry raises a hand to offer greetings to all and sundry once he's on the beach. "Ahoy, landlubbers! What's the rumpus? WHo's gonna make with the introductos, I left my herald back at home alas."

Sable laughs deeply as she looks to Thierry, "she is a Fiona Knight.. I was trying to get us all to form a unit, but not yet happening." she sighs "but perhaps you can get her to work for Lands End as well."

And that's when Maybe got carried off by a swarm of singing coconut crabs and named their chief.

Padraigh chuckles. "All except me, I can't be." He teases rolling his shoulders. "Surface dweller ways can be rather confusing." He chuckles. "I'm not used to this whole noble and commoner thing."

Thierry nods at Sable's notion. "Indeed! While our ranks might be nigh full, there's always room for ... maybe ... just one more." He didn't ... did he? .... HE. DID.

Sable looks to Padraigh and she smiles softly "well you can still join me on patrols and such - actually as the Knight commanders boy I am going to demand it, I am rather small and squishy.. I rather like large things to eat other things around me.. You and Aaron are good squish it people." she grins a little as she looks between them. "I should be going. Theirry Lands end needs more sworn to it, and you did task me.. to find you people!" she grins "ok ok I promise I wont find anymore."

The Baron gives Sable a sly grin, "Anyone you vouch for is always welcome at Land's End. Fiona, especially."

Padraigh smiles and chuckles. "Well as my Lady bids so shall I do." He says with a playful smile before turning back to Thierry. "You're definitely an interesting sort Baron, it was an honor and pleasure to meet you."

Sable pauses a little and she smiles to them both "Good - dont let my hard work go to waste." she laughs softly before she looks back to her sharkman. Shaking her head bemused "alright I hope we can all get together again to talk about whats going on where." she says to them both.