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 "Egregore.. Egregore.." she snaps her fingers and smiles "Ah yes, the one Donn told me about. Yes, I fear I did it for the wrong reasons dear. Tatiana, the one I had to follow like a dog, forced me to do so. While I cannot use that as a shield to hide me from my sins, I can say I am sorry"

 "You are... freed?" He lifts his horned head. "Then..." He slowly begins to stand, then stops. He bows his head again. "My crimes are still present. As no doubt you can tell, I am a creature of the Darkness, not of nature. The oil-blood Nielle of Crie oozes through my veins. I fear we may be enemies by our very natures, and I doubt I could face a foe such as yourself."

 She smiles gently lifting a hand for him to take "I can assure you, I see no enemy in you. I would prefer it to be that way." She beams "Where are my manners? Would you like to have tea with me and one of my friends? He is on his way as we speak. I would enjoy the company you bring."

 He takes it, awestruck. "A-absolutely!" he stammers.

 She chuckles and leads him to the procession "This is our new friend, he will be joining us." She said as she helped him upon the elk. "Does anyone know where Donn went? He is supposed to be here by now?" She huffed, hands on her hips. One person raised their hand and whispered to her. She beams again "Lovely, we shall go there then!"

She climbs on the wall behind him and waves a hand "Onward!" As they begin to travel into the woods.

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Nature will live on forever, after all, it's hard to imagine life without it. From every flower, to every blade of grass. The trees cannot live without the soil, just like how the world cannot live without nature. 

A procession makes it's way though the forest. A woman sits up on the back of a white furred elk with glowing horns. She is beautiful to the eyes of anyone who looks upon her, her long, raven black hair is done up in a French twist, her crimson red eyes are flecked with green, her skin is as pale as snow. She wears an elegant black dress with gold edges that glints in the sunlight. She wears a pair of thorny vine bracelets around her delicate wrists.

Her ensemble follows her, knights, elves, and animals of every kind. 

 *ooo, I dunno if I should bring in my mage slayer or zenix*

 *Both would be hilarious.*

 A murder of ravens has gathered in the trees, following Yuri

In the distance, a leatherclad figure watches, the glint of silver tipped crossbow bolts in the spring sun

 Yuri watches the ravens, a smile on her face. She waved to them before turning to the scent of silver in the air. She narrows her eyes at the figure, baring sharp teeth.

 One or two ravens slit down to her mount, chirping happily 

The man tilts his head, hands calmly loading one of the bolts into his wristbow

 "Hello Lovelies, good to see you again. Where is my love, your presence means he is near." She strokes their feathers.

She hisses and waves a hand, the knights form shields with magical energy.

 The ravens lean into her strokes, chirping to eachother for a moment. After a few seconds, the familiar shape of zenix's raven form flits through the leaves, landing on a branch and transforming into his elf form, "Hello darling" He says with a smile

The man doesn't do anything yet, the wristbow loaded and ready, but not aimed at them yet as he watches through the magic barriar

 Yuri makes an excited squeak and hugs him. "Zenix! How are you?"

She narrows her eyes and summons her own bow. "Go ahead. I dare you to try."

 "I am well yuri" He says, hugging her warmly, "It is good to see you again."

The strange man tilts his head the other side, speaking in a deep gravelly voice, "Now where would be the fun in that?"

 She kisses his cheek "My say has gotten much brighter now that I saw you!"

"Exactly. Lower your weapon." She snarls.

 He smiles, "as has mine. You are even lovelier when you're happy"

"You first fey. Or are you scared your little shields won't hold?"

 "I try to be happy, but you know how I am." She smirked and raised an eyebrow. 

"I know they will hold. But I'm more worried about getting blood on my dress." She bit out.

*I had a wicked, wicked idea. So I have this god-like entity called Crie, who has a lot of backstory related to his love of nature and hatred of light. The earth is technically his Spouse's slumbering, trapped body. Also, the sun in his world is a visual representation of his arch-enemy and its workshop where it builds mechanical angels. Crie can't appear by himself since his body is basically an entire plane, but he can create avatars out of magical pollution caused by burning his oily blood, which is a common magical fuel used by artificers and mages.*

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*I had a wicked, wicked idea. So I have this god-like entity called Crie, who has a lot of backstory related to his love of nature and hatred of light. The earth is technically his Spouse's slumbering, trapped body. Also, the sun in his world is a visual representation of his arch-enemy and its workshop where it builds mechanical angels. Crie can't appear by himself since his body is basically an entire plane, but he can create avatars out of magical pollution caused by burning his oily blood, which is a common magical fuel used by artificers and mages.*

 *OOOOOOH! I like it!*

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Nature will live on forever, after all, it's hard to imagine life without it. From every flower, to every blade of grass. The trees cannot live without the soil, just like how the world cannot live without nature. 

A procession makes it's way though the forest. A woman sits up on the back of a white furred elk with glowing horns. She is beautiful to the eyes of anyone who looks upon her, her long, raven black hair is done up in a French twist, her crimson red eyes are flecked with green, her skin is as pale as snow. She wears an elegant black dress with gold edges that glints in the sunlight. She wears a pair of thorny vine bracelets around her delicate wrists.

Her ensemble follows her, knights, elves, and animals of every kind. 

 *ooo, I dunno if I should bring in my mage slayer or zenix*

 *Both would be hilarious.*

 A murder of ravens has gathered in the trees, following Yuri

In the distance, a leatherclad figure watches, the glint of silver tipped crossbow bolts in the spring sun

 Yuri watches the ravens, a smile on her face. She waved to them before turning to the scent of silver in the air. She narrows her eyes at the figure, baring sharp teeth.

 One or two ravens slit down to her mount, chirping happily 

The man tilts his head, hands calmly loading one of the bolts into his wristbow

 "Hello Lovelies, good to see you again. Where is my love, your presence means he is near." She strokes their feathers.

She hisses and waves a hand, the knights form shields with magical energy.

 The ravens lean into her strokes, chirping to eachother for a moment. After a few seconds, the familiar shape of zenix's raven form flits through the leaves, landing on a branch and transforming into his elf form, "Hello darling" He says with a smile

The man doesn't do anything yet, the wristbow loaded and ready, but not aimed at them yet as he watches through the magic barriar

 Yuri makes an excited squeak and hugs him. "Zenix! How are you?"

She narrows her eyes and summons her own bow. "Go ahead. I dare you to try."

 "I am well yuri" He says, hugging her warmly, "It is good to see you again."

The strange man tilts his head the other side, speaking in a deep gravelly voice, "Now where would be the fun in that?"

 She kisses his cheek "My say has gotten much brighter now that I saw you!"

"Exactly. Lower your weapon." She snarls.

 He smiles, "as has mine. You are even lovelier when you're happy"

"You first fey. Or are you scared your little shields won't hold?"

 "I try to be happy, but you know how I am." She smirked and raised an eyebrow. 

"I know they will hold. But I'm more worried about getting blood on my dress." She bit out.

 "Ah yes, I do" He nods 

"Tell me, fey, you know what cold iron and silver do to most magical creatures, yes?" He asks, slightly lowering his wristbow