Cerin and Birds-of-Trinity journey to visit the Red Court of Dessication.
<Cerin> "Mmm. It is different when one flies," Cerin notes from the ground below Birds, as he looks in the direction she points.
<Cerin> "Is the whole building one crystal?"
<BirdsOfTrinity> "Unless things have changed. I understand that it was once Earth-aligned, before the Court elders chose it as a home."
<Cerin> "Impressive." Cael scrambles over some rocks easily "Both the orginal carving and the conversion. Why is it that we're visiting here again?"
<BirdsOfTrinity> "We were going to see about constructing some orichalcum collectors, and I seem to remember you mentioning something about a spirit ally?"
<Cerin> "Ah, yes." he nods "I hope the court can help with that, it would be one less thing for Zahara to worry about."
As the two Exalts grow closer, the vast crystalline home of the Red Court becomes visible, the sunlight gleaming off of its elaborately carved surface.
As the Exalts approach the entrance, bright purplish-red flames begin to flicker upon two great crystalline pillars that line the door. Over several moments, they grow larger and individual licks of flame begin to peel off and hurl themselves to the Earth with a visible splash. Out from the earth rise up seven tiny maidens of fire, no more than three feet high, each its own shade of orange, red, or purple, and each moving to its own unique rhythm.
Entering the manse, the two find themselves entering the great central atrium. Two gigantic crystalline staircases wind up through the center of the massive room in lazy circles, touching upon numerous toroid balconies, circular mezzanines, and spiralling paths that fill the air above. Throughout this elaborate network are groups of fire elementals and gods, eagerly chatting with one another.
Plumes of fire appear frequently throughout the room, and crystalline spheres that hover over many points on the staircases and paths burn silently of their own accord. The room has a pleasant warmth, not quite as great as a sauna.
<Cerin> "It has been some time since I've seen an Elemental Court so busy ... I stopped visiting them after a small ... No matter."
A group of fire butterflies flitter past Cerin's head, with a tiny dragon in eager pursuit.
Her feet move across the floor, smudging it with carbon as she does so. "He should be up at the top platform tonight, I think...!"
After a second, she disintegrates into a shower of ashes and is whisked away down the hall.
<BirdsOfTrinity> "That's a cute trick."
<Cerin> "Well, I can't walk on the air yet ..."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "You are yet young, grasshopper, and have not come upon the summer of your power."
On the highest mezzanine in the manse, surrounded by a small retinue, is Burns-With-Fervor, the most revered elemental of this Court. His lithe dragon form sits curled around a crystalline fountain from which brilliant golden wine flows; he gestures expressively with his hands at the other elementals around himself, while occasionally leaning his head down to sip of the wine.
<Cerin> "Greetings to you, Burns-With-Fervor." Cerin smiles and sweeps a slightly more elaborate greeting bow, carmine ribbons swirling breifly
<BirdsOfTrinity> "I was wondering if you'd be interested in a small construction project."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "My guess is that this project will provide you with ample numbers of treasure hunters to play with. But perhaps Cerin's business will hold better interest for you?"
<Burns-With-Fervor?> "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," he says, drawing out his syllable irritatingly. "We have such in this court. Birds can certainly tell you that our delegates are of nothing but the /finest/ quality."
<Burns-With-Fervor?> "We do not have," he says, pausing to take an overdramatically deep breath, "as /close/ a relationship with you as with your /lovely/ companion" -- he reaches out to scratch Birds' chin, a little patronizingly -- "here, you know."
<Cerin> "But of course." He smiles, shaking his hair slightly so it shimmers in the torch light "I would not wish to have less." He looks thoughtfully at Birds, considering the look. He sends agreement through the unity, tinged with caution.
<BirdsOfTrinity> "You may have heard tell of some ...interesting events toward the Centre. Creatures out of myths best forgotten waging war on the Realm, etc."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "I suppose so. We are here to kill them."
<Cerin> "They seem regretably unwilling to listen to reason, on the whole."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "And this does not interact well with their apparently desire to expand their territory, and my general fondness for places that I call home or fief."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "It is altogether a disastrous conjunction of personality traits."
<Burns-With-Fervor?> "Hmmmm. A war of survival. That would be acceptable, I think..." He snaps his fingers at a nearby elemental, who scurries off quickly. "While we wait for him to return, tell me of this construction project."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "We have need of orichalque, and perhaps a plan to obtain it."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "In your depths of study, I am certain that you have come upon the method for creating this metal, with the fiery blood of earth and the light of sun focussed in eldritch patterns."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "I think it possible to modify Fire House so that it creates orichalque as a natural interaction between its structure and daylight."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "I will discuss the necessary modifications with Unalloyed Valor, if he remains the architect of this place...?"
<Burns-With-Fervor?> Some minutes pass, and finally the servant returns, another in tow: a creature that looks like a winged snake, with bluish fire flickering across its back. "This is Aliza the Cold-Burning."
<Cerin> "Greetings to you, Aliza the Cold Burning." Cerin says, as he studies the creature and the flows around it
<Cerin> "I am Cerin the Wolf, Hunter of the Empty Forest ... if you wish for my full title." he smiles "But Cerin is quite sufficient."
<Cerin> "Have you travelled much in the world, Aliza?" Cerin asks with mild curiousity as he studies the way the essence ripples around her. Intriguing.
Tags: (:tags Red Court of Dessication, Aliza, Burns-With-Fervor :)