Del relays the message from the Dean We can start any time. Could I suggest that Lord Mindartis and Lady Althaea go with the first group, as hosts of the Fey host? And I would stay and go in the last group with Lord Quentin - I can run for more chalks, and perhaps think about a boat for when we return. I would venture to guess Sir Elwin would prefer to stay and see to his boite-neuveau-de-aigle-froid until the end? During which perhaps I could use your help raising a crew? Sister Raven, zip off whenever you prefer, but I'd suggest you have the tapestry as your brass charges are the newest travelers therein. But if Sir Ethen could join us at the rearguard in case we need extra muscle.

“That sounds like a good plan to me. With more chalk and my Rod I could push out a couple more casting if we need to.” Q says with a small smile 

Raven takes the tapestry and would wait for the rear guard with Ethen.

Elwin smiled. "If you need a hand, I'm up for it. Still probably a lot of folks looking for work, so gathering a crew shouldn't be too hard."

Once we figure out how many castings it will take, Del he'll go to the magic shop and get more shiny chalk. Q should end up with the 4 trips worth he has now, to be fair and allow all the traipsing around we're about to do. he has. Hinting that maybe M can leave some coins for the expense, it being his family and all. 

Twice, he'll have a boat talk with Sir E and his most trusted ex-pirate sidekick ((I think the co-manager of the bar? the one who longs to get back to sea? Name?)) and whoever wants to join in. We can hash in the chat, but the upshot - we're gonna need an ocean-going boat in a little bit ((a couple days? however long to get M's people home and whatever those adventures entail. Sounds like months in a normal world, but we've done a lot in the past 30something days)). Not sure if one of the pirate fleet could be raised, or if seaworthy if done so. Dragon damage can be extensive, but also true that T-bazz coulda sunk a ship with one large easy to fix hole. There might be more treasure down there too to finance the operation, though I suspect the pirates that snuck off coulda done some looting, &or T-bazz is possessive of that treasure. I don't really think we want to buy a ship, but we're likely to lose the damage deposit if we rent one. I think we can afford about 10 grand as a budget, we'd rather spend less.

Crow's Feet Pete brightens up at once at the idea of going back to sea. ""I'm sure a lot of my fellow shipmates will be in as well," he says. "Though it sounds like some wants to head home, or stay here running the tavern, or go off with that army in exchange for a pardon. I expect you could probably arrange pardons for us, though?  Word is that you all have got lots of influence."

Terrabraxerazz and Thami have nothing better to do while they wait for you than to look for a ship. "If we don't find one that can be repaired, it's possible we can bring back a whole pirate ship," he says. "Terrabraxerazz is not quite large enough yet to carry an entire ship or crew, but I'm sure we can liberate a smaller ship and bring it back without too much effort."

Elwin rubbed his chin. "Liberate a ship? Hmm, sounds like it might be dangerous--don't take any unnecessary risks, I'd rather not lose one of my managers to more conflict.

"As far as pardons go, I did say I'd vouch for you there. Although that has yet to even come up with the council, so it might be a while before they take action against any of the pirates, former or current. And that's assuming they actually take any action at all." Elwin grimaced at this; it was true that his crew would avoid a lot of headache if the council just ignored the past few days out of embarrassment. But he didn't like the idea of the rest of them suffering no consequence for having abused his city.

Del feels relief and a bit of pride over the help we are getting So we can trust Terrabraxerazz and Sir Thami to liberate a ship, and Mister Crow's Feet - I guess Commander? Captain only once you command a ship successfully? - Cmdr Pete to raise the crew. And pardons - I will trust our Knightly Brother's vouchsafe, but let us be a bit proactive. I am not sure who holds what warrants against you, and as Sir Elwin says, power in SC is a bit messy. I can write to cool heads within a couple factions here, and Sir Elwin to the Knights of the Hall. And let's leave something official-looking in Cmdr Pete's possession - Lord Quentin's advice, when he is not conducting transit, might help for intimidating yet courtly prose

Del is thinking Cedzel the apothecary and Lady Shareen - influential but not the boss so they have time, Lord Noto as council head has de jure authority, and Sister Almara to the extent the Abbey has pull, and his pa in case he wins the race for mayor. Quick letters saying CFP has a crew of ex pirates deserving pardons, they fought for neither side during the conflict, but protected people and property and helped save the victims yadda yadda.

And leave a sealed and signed  official looking request to "all those see these present greetings..." saying we vouch

“Alright everyone please keep your hands, feet, and personal belongings inside the teleportation circle at all times. You may experience a little turbulence during your travels that is perfectly normal. When you arrive at your destination please quickly and orderly follow the instructions of the wizards on the other side. Teleportation sickness is perfectly normal but please try and not vomit on the circle. Remember Adiyodi Teleportation Waves are not responsible for the loss of damage of any personal property during the teleportation process. The Adiyodi Corporation is also not responsible for and accidental death or dismemberment that may happen if you jump in and out of the teleportation circle during mid teleport. Thank you for Teleporting with Adiyodi and enjoy your travels.” With that said Quentin then casts the spell as many times as needed to get everyone over 

When the first wave arrives, the student set to watch the teleport ring leaps to his feet in a panic and dashes from the room, coming back followed by a team of staff members and student volunteers.

Lonvari is the first to greet you, shaking each of you by the hand vigorously, and booming out, "Well, well, well!  Excellent, excellent! I hear your travels have been most exciting, and that you've accomplished wonders!  Quite the triumphant return, quite, quite! There is to be a feast in your honor in the staff hall! And we have prepared the finest accommodations for you!"

Meanwhile, the student volunteers herd the rescued Eladrin along.  You recognize Beezger and Teydaar among the students. Teydaar seems to be in charge, calling out to the guests, "Come along now! There is room for all of you in the student dormitories."  Beezgar chimes in, "That's right! Another three or five people per room really can't possibly make them any worse than they already are. And you will survive the student cafeteria--we all have!" The Feywild refugees look around the campus curiously as they leave the Registration Hall.  The great tree buildings aren't enough to impress people from the Feywild, but the campus grounds have their own collection of interesting and curious sights, and in any case, the broad lawns and gardens are a vast improvement over Slate City.

Thanks to Quentin's timely and somewhat disturbing warnings, nobody loses so much as a toe in the teleportations.

Greetings, good Master Dean! Del replies It has been days since we last met - not long enough I suppose to establish a curriculum of patience in your Ethics of Magic course? I suppose one must be patient.

Del is delighted about accommodations - sure, there is solidarity with the working people, but he needs a bath and a shave and to change clothes

You are led to the main administrative building, and taken to guest rooms on the top floor.  You have balconies overseeing the campus, and can even walk out on the far-reaching branch paths up to half a mile in almost every direction. Student workers hastily prepare your beds and show off their magic creating water and heating it in large bathtubs for you.  You have about an hour to rest and prepare for the feast.

When you finally leave your rooms and meet again, dressed in your finest clothes, you are met by Lonvari, and a messenger from the castle carrying a note which reads,

"Greetings, Adventurers! The Kingdom of Lomalos Welcomes your Return, and Celebrates your many Victories over the Forces of Evil! King Celairatar, Queen Nenlelun and Crown Prince Lintelér extend their heartiest Congratulations, and invite you to attend them at the Royal Castle at your Earliest Convenience to be Honored for your Valorous Deeds."

It is signed by the king, and sealed with the seals of the kingdom, the Lithelon family, the king, the queen, the new seal of Prince Lintelér, each of the other four major families, the high Druid, and several more seals you don't recognize. In fact, the mass of sealing wax far outweighs the heavy parchment.

"Well, well, time enough after dinner," says Lonvari cheerfully. The Thamasaille staff applauds you as you enter the dining hall, and student workers make haste to bring out plates of roasted fowl and delicately seasoned vegetables. Among the servers and the musicians providing ambient harmony, you recognize many students of the bard college, keeping their ears wide open for tales of your adventures.

(Merry Christmas everyone! Or whatever holiday you do or don't celebrate! See you in a few days!)

Quentin seems excited to be able to head to the castle seemingly eating very quickly, however he does make sure to ask, “Do you guys have a magical division to help train pixies and such?” 

refreshed and looking fine, Del is exuberant to be at the dinner. He is keen to use the time to impart some lessons to the wizardlings and teachers alike. But if he notices his friend Q obviously pining, he'll make an aside Look, brother my Lord, clear as the Arasok you want to be with better company. Slip out if you want, or excuse yourself politely, we can cover. And take the raven in case you need to reach me, I can always Send. I promise only in an emergency.

I suppose we have to get through some formalities and dinner. Hopefully Q gets away so he can say hi before the formalities when we all get to the castle. But the real work for Del is in the hobbing and nobbing between courses or after dinner schmoozing.

He waxes poetic about the amateurs' adventures, but for this audience he is concentrating on the moral lessons. The story of the hags for perseverance, of Greyelf for teamwork, of the Council for patience, of the Chilly Eagle Accords for the value of peace. Of course like a broken record he talks about the real threat to the Westwoods - the head hag and the necromancer and their minions. Only to the Dean and trusted seniors, he will tell about the latest findings about the Crystal Maze as a lightning-powered living device.

And he will try and suss out what folks know about travel to the Feywild and getting M's people home

Mindartis seems a tad, surprised by all the big deal people are making of this. Trusting his sister to make sure that everyone would be alright, he himself followed the party to the administration building. He spent more time staring at his new amulet and meditating than actually preparing, and had to quickly get dressed when it was time for dinner.

He sat there quietly, thinking about everything that had happened so quickly this past week.

Raven would look amazing in the forest-green dress she wears as she joins the others for the feast. Her raven hair is done up in a complicated way, with a long braid that runs from the base of her neck down her back, nearly to her waist. She has her moonblade at her hip still, somehow looking even more impressive with the blade at her hip in the dress. At her side are the two hatchlings, who have agreed to be on their best behaviour.

At the feast Raven speaks with the others around her, working to be friendly and speak of nothing too important. She has decided to relax for a bit, the grey elf is dead and they have a bit of time to put aside worries. She drinks some wine, eats some food, and watches over the two hatchlings. The hatchlings do their best to behave, but end up wrestling around on the floor, or putting their noses into places they don't belong. They are given amused smiles and chuckles though, clearly more a bit of entertainment than an annoyance.

Ethen wears his armor still. He sits, a bit uncomfortably, at Raven's side, clearly feeling a bit out of place. Raven pulls him into conversation with several of the staff and students around them at the table. Eventually he finds himself speaking with several of the students, who wanted to hear about the battle of the warehouse in more detail, and Raven clearly not wishing to discuss such things currently. He moves off with the students, talking with them about the adventures he had been a part of with the group.

At Quentin's request, Lonvari looks amazed. "Training pixies? Astounding! I've never heard of anyone trying!  But Professor Sneedle is our resident expert on small fey, perhaps she could help." He introduces Flitterbug to a small gnome, and the pixie sits on the edge of her mug through the meal, chatting with the professor. The food is delicious, but Quentin is used to fine dining, and will not feel he's missed anything if he decides to rush through the meal and run off to the castle early. ;)

Mindartis spends time meditating on his new amulet, and realizes, it is not quite a standard Amulet of the Planes, it is one crafted particularly for him, and has a much better chance of getting him where he means to go. (Success on anything but a Nat 1.)  He returns to the feast in high spirits.  There are plenty of scholars at the Thamasaille who say they can get you to the Feywild, but it's likely that you are the one most able to get you directly to your own village.  Your sister joins you at the table.

Raven enjoys the banquet.  Everyone is very attentive, and the scholars bombard her with questions about the dragon hatchlings and the moonblade.  Sparky keeps attempting to hoard silverware under the table.  Quelindrittar has been a little surly since her brother joined her, and often sits facing away from everyone into a corner, secretively making huffing noises.  Several of the students attempt to flirt with the blushing Sir Ethan.

Del has a constant audience of students in attendance, hanging on his every word.  They drink in every aspect of the tales of adventure Raven and Del spin, though when Del gets moralistic, they seem to go a little introspective, and he catches a few muttering attempted rhymes to 'Greyelf' and 'Spilwake' and 'Terrabraxerazz' when they should be improving their minds and souls by paying closer attention.

Sir Elwin sits brooding quietly at the table. Perhaps he misses his tavern in Slate City already...

Quentin quickly eats and rushes early to the castle, hoping to have some time alone with his Prince before anything official begins. 

Hearing the news from M re his transporter jewelry Wow, that changes a lot. A handful at a time would be a lot of trips, my Feylord, but we can make clever use of hoops plus that amulet plus Lord Quentin's spells, correct my....oh, he must have got away. Good for him.

Del is undeterred by the natural reaction, but he will temper the school-marm-iness playing up the humorous aspects, and offer helpful suggestions such as "caught by the drake" and "tripped over himself" Plus, he also went by 'Raninon' and, ironically for his last moments, 'Nevermiss' which open up further possibilities holding back his thought to the bardlings: doggerel rhymes are pedestrian, try some consonance and alliteration for a change

But if there is no real business or info here, just patting us on the back, we can proceed to the castle after the small talk, F-Bomb's talk with Prof Sneedle, and a discreet interval to allow for Q's business

Raven notices Quelindrittar sitting off in a corner and moves over to the hatchling. She would settle down with the dragon, ready to be done with all of the questions concerning the things the company had done, and smiling as Ethen is surrounded by students flirting with him. She would scratch the hatchling's scales as she hands over the silverware she took from the table as she left. "Your brother is a bit bad at sharing I know." She tells the little dragon.