Stewan Seagull

Silamo: Anvoldelem ven kódex? (Unwinged find Kodex?)
Stewan Seagull: *shakes head*
Stewan Seagull: kal balsifer ([We did] Summon the Prophet/Oracle)
Stewan Seagull: lok gres ([It] told way)
Stewan Seagull: an ven kodex (Not find Kodex)
Silamo: *rumbles lowly*

Stewan Seagull: vid balsifer? (See Oracle?)
Silamo: Voldelem an vid balsilfer (Winged not see Oracle)
Stewan Seagull: an? (Not?)
Silamo: Voldelem vest kódex (Winged seek Kodex)
Stewan Seagull: *sighs*

Stewan Seagull: anvoldelem ven ali ailem (Unwinged find other thing)
Stewan Seagull: Silamo vid ves? (Silamo see find?)
Silamo: *rumbles and makes an approving gesture*
Stewan Seagull: *rumbles and nods*

Silamo: *crouches down to look at the box*
Stewan Seagull: balsifer lok anvoldelem gres trak ista
(Oracle tell Umwinged way to this)
Silamo: *opens it carefully*
Silamo: *rumbles loudly and spreads his wings widely*
Stewan Seagull: balsifer por-alem ailem (Oracle took [a] item)
Silamo: An ailem? (No Item?)
Stewan Seagull: balsifer don alem Silamo (Oracle give item Silamo)
Stewan Seagull: *shrugs*
Silamo: *rumbles still*
Stewan Seagull: an don anvoldelem (Not give Unwinged)
Stewan Seagull: vid balsifer? (See Oracle?)
Silamo: *stands up and nods*
Stewan Seagull: *nods and rumbles*
Silamo: *gestures for him to move ahead*

Stewan Seagull: tervasarb balsifer (The Forest Oracle)
Silamo: Balsilfer ten kódex? (Oracle has kodex?)
Stewan Seagull: balsifer ski ter kodex (Oracle Knows Place Kodex)
Stewan Seagull: balsifer ten ailem (Oracle has item)
Silamo: *gestures to the red box Stewan carries*
Stewan Seagull: *hands it over*
Silamo: Kódex an ánte lem? (Kodex not in (this) one?)
Stewan Seagull: an (No)
Stewan Seagull: *points at the pulp in the box*
Stewan Seagull: Kodex?
Silamo: Kódex esh sek áilem ánte lem...(Kodex and second item in this one)
Silamo: Quatim voldelem ul vid lem (when Winged last see one)
Stewan Seagull: sek ailem (second Item)
Stewan Seagull: *points to tree*
Stewan Seagull: ten balsifer (has Oracle)

Silamo: *reaches up to take hold of one of the branches*
Stewan Seagull: *tilts head*
Silamo: Balsilfer return qua est don (Oracle return what have taken)
Silamo: *produces a low rumbling that sounds like a chant*
Forest Oracle: *the ground before the tree erupts like a molehill and a
glittering item surfaces*
Silamo: *rumbles pleased and bends down to take it*
Stewan Seagull: *nods*
Silamo: *examines the item*

Silamo: *rumbles loudly and spreads his wings widely*
Silamo: Anvoldelem ven ista de lem est rap?
(Unwinged find this from one is now?)
Silamo: ailem inside ista? (thing inside this?)
Stewan Seagull: *nods*
Stewan Seagull: an ailem ista (no thing inside)
Silamo: *growls louder and crushes the metal holder in one hand*
Stewan Seagull: *furrows brow*

Silamo: Lók re anvoldelem... (Speak to Unwinged )
Silamo: *growls louder*
Silamo: Lók re! (You shall speak!)

Forest Oracle: The poisoned waters flow from the seed to mix amongst the roots.
Forest Oracle: As the roots drink the bark shall wither while the leafs
fall to the ground to grow no more.
Silamo: *looks to Stewan*
Stewan Seagull: lok iste prae (It said that before)
Stewan Seagull: anvoldelem an ski kuo lok
(Unwinged don´t know what it says)
Silamo: *throws the metal remains away*

Silamo: Anvoldelem leg kódex! (Unwinged reads Kodex!
Silamo: Anvoldelem ex demon (Unwinged free demon)
Silamo: *steps on the chest with contempt and crumbles it to bits*
Stewan Seagull: an leg kodex (We didn´t read the kodex)
Stewan Seagull: an kodex ánte (there was no kodex inside)
Silamo: *spreads his wings wider and flaps them once*

Silamo: Anvoldelem aud re balsilfer (unwinged listen to Oracle)
Stewan Seagull: *nods*
Stewan Seagull: ver (yes/true)
Silamo: Anvoldelem leg kodex (unwinged read Kodex)
Silamo: Vas jux (great danger)
Silamo: *gestures back at the tree with a wing tip*

Stewan Seagull: oh...
Stewan Seagull: another unwinged read the kodex
Stewan Seagull: and freed a demon
Stewan Seagull: not us
Stewan Seagull: oh... its why it wasnt in there
Silamo: *looks at them as they talk*

Stewan Seagull: kualem leg kodeks? (who read Kodex?)
Silamo: An skí qualem leg kódex
Stewan Seagull: he doesnt know who read the kodex
Silamo: Vasmúrreg ánte vas jux
Stewan Seagull: city is in big danger
Stewan Seagull: kuó? (How?)
Stewan Seagull: uíde vasmurreg? (our city?)
Stewan Seagull: voldelem vasmurreg? (Gargoyle City?)
Silamo: *gestures around and towards Trinsic with a wingtip*

Silamo: áilem an teresta (item not there)
Stewan Seagull: the one inside the holder

Silamo: Balsilfer lók ista (oracle said this)
Stewan Seagull: *nods*
Stewan Seagull: balsifer an lok ben (Oracle doesn´t speak good)
Stewan Seagull: anvoldelem an understand kuo lok
(Unwinged don´t understand what it says)
Silamo: Balsilfer lók qua balsilfer skí
(Oracle says what oracle knows)
Stewan Seagull: *frowns*
Stewan Seagull: the oracle says what it knows

Silamo: *crouches down in the middle of the circle*
Silamo: *traces some of the lines, producing a faint glow*
Silamo: *rumbles lowly*
Silamo: Lók balsilfer rap (Speak to oracle now)
Silamo: *gestures Stewan forward*
Stewan Seagull: Hello...
Silamo: *seems to concentrate deeper*
Stewan Seagull: well...
Stewan Seagull: tell us what we can do about this danger
Stewan Seagull: ummhh... question

Stewan Seagull: What can we do about the danger yer spoke about?
Forest Oracle: many roots taste of the passing waters that poison the leaf.
Stewan Seagull: *groans*
Forest Oracle: Like the might of the storm it will pass amongst the leafs.
Forest Oracle: The marks of the bark speak of the passing of the creature.

Stewan Seagull: what do the marks look like?
Forest Oracle: The dead leaf marks the place where the waters turned to poison.
Stewan Seagull: *looks blank*
Stewan Seagull: well, yer all heard it

Silamo: *rumbles suddenly and rams a fist deep into the earth*
Stewan Seagull: *jumps*
Forest Oracle: *the tree seems to shudders suddenly*
Forest Oracle: Where the roots will not hold to the stones the poisoned
water shall come to
Forest Oracle: The stems speak of its passing as the wind shudders amongst
the leafs
Forest Oracle: Before the waters reach for the skies the first leafs shall
die
Forest Oracle: *shivers again like from an unseen breeze*
Silamo: *sags somewhat and stands up, shaking his wings*

Stewan Seagull: waters reach for the sky? fog?
Stewan Seagull: could be next morning
Stewan Seagull: *shrugs*

Silamo: Balsilfer lók ver (Oracle speaks true)
Stewan Seagull: ver, an ben (true, [but] not good)
Silamo: Balsilfer lók qua balsilfer skí...
(Oracle speaks [the way) it knows
Stewan Seagull: aye, it does

Stewan Seagull: *looks over the assembly*
Stewan Seagull: do go on, make some sense of it
Silamo: Anvoldelem skí jux tim
(Unwinged know danger time/know when the danger comes?)
Stewan Seagull: he said we know the time of the danger

Stewan Seagull: It said...
Stewan Seagull: Before the waters reach for the skies the first leafs shall
die
Stewan Seagull: sounds like a time to me
Gwen Irima: maybe he means before fall ?

Gwen Irima: umm mister oracle... does the danger come
Gwen Irima: from the foundations or sewers of Trinsic ?
Forest Oracle: Where the roots of stone take hold the stem cannot see.

Gwen Irima: should we expect... a poisoning of thought rather then a
literal poisoning ?
Forest Oracle: As the leafs rustle in the wind, their blackening shall kill
the tree.

Silamo: Balsilfer est vasarb, balsilfer lók de vasarb *rumbles*
(Oracle is tree, it speaks like tree)
Stewan Seagull: The oracle speaks of trees
Stewan Seagull: because it is a tree
Silamo: Balsilfer lók ben
Stewan Seagull: the oracle speaks good
Silamo: Anvoldelem an kred de vasarb (Onwinged don´t think like tree)
Stewan Seagull: He says the oracle is doin its best
Stewan Seagull: we just dont get it

Stewan Seagull: don wis Silamo (Give knowldege Silamo)
Silamo: *rumbles slowly and spreads his wings*
Silamo: Balsilfer skí sol vasarb (oracle only knows trees)
Silamo: Balsilfer an skí human (it doesn´t know human)

T'lara Flower: is it going to destroy us mentally?
T'lara Flower: the elders first before the young know how to run the city?
Forest Oracle: When the leafs have fallen the stem shall lay bare and rot.

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