Adaire Blankley
Location: Arcadia, Celestialan Tower
Accompanying: All you hoes

Ah ara response of snapping trees in half made her give a grin, a genuine one that she showed only those she trusted. “Impressive as always...Stay the hell out of my forests then. The hawks are roosting and I’ll kick your *ss if you damage a nest.” She winked, knowing she was feisty enough to go toe to toe with him or charm a few raccoons to steal his laundry, if she was feeling particularly evil. She did it to the former leader, even if he never could pin it on someone.
The next comment made her grin pacify to a thoughtful look, her lips twisting some in thought. The image of Agnar crocheting and reciting poetry drew a laugh to her that unfortunately ended with a snort. Not because it was impossible but because his large size made everything look like a giant handling tools for a mouse.
“I’ve known you how many years Aggie? I’m not saying you wouldn’t be cultured in the softer arts, but just that I would be disappointed if you never crocheted Nibbles a sweater or recited any poetry at the local college readings.” She said with a cocky smile that led into a shrug from her.
“As for me, you know being the ‘b*t sh*t hermit professor’ in the forest is a full time job. I got to scare some hunters away from a bear yesterday and went for pint afterwards to celebrate. You know the barkeep’s cousin was one of the hunters? Said the bear ate a cow. Well don’t let your cows graze where the bear eats! Ah and there’s this amazing waterfall in a glade that I found. You might like it for a quick dip in the summer. And let’s see the rest was all grading and lessons with the students interested in preservation. They’re all green but I think I can toughen them up by winter.” She said, excitedly sharing her days that barely had a full moment. She liked to stay busy and that’s why she often didn’t get to meet the others.
Adaire perked up when Prisma came to hug her. She missed her friend but knew that her daughter was important. She wished Prisma would let her join the group but it seemed her mother was protective of the young girl... Adaire was content even if she rose a brow at Kai and sneered at his new follower. “More children?” She rolled her eyes skyward, since she wasn’t against kids just the fact they weren’t fully fledged members about to hear some harsh things. Poor kids might wet themselves...
The room was quickly filling up now and Adaire wasn’t sure she liked the show of new faces. She didn’t like being shut up in a room full of people, especially those she never spoke with regularly. She was the type that had her people that she stuck with and the rest were viewed with hesitance and skepticism until they proved themselves otherwise trustworthy. Such as Agnar, Prisma, and Quell. Not that she hated the others, but they usually only got the stony and prickly side of Adaire that she presented to most. So when the new head b*tch entered the chamber and began things with barely an eyelash bat at her predecessor, Adaire passed her a once over look. She didn’t look like much to be the new leader they needed. This guild would chew her up and spit her back out if she wasn’t anything....
“Adaire. Capricorn. And this is Nibbles.” She said as the glider slunk his way to the table, sniffing the air to get a read on the new Aquarius.

"Don't be too impressed," Septimus said dryly. "My power does a lot of the hard work for me. I just provide the seeds and make sure to do the watering and the like as needed." He smiled and wrapped an arm around her waist as she stepped closer to him.

"An invitation to a party? I believe I heard something about that. If you're wishing to take me as your plus one, then I'll gladly accept." He grinned a bit, leaning down to kiss her cheek. "Though, it may wreak hell on our political campaigns if I drag you to the corner and snog you all night."

Asena was dressed in time, opting for a comfortable pair of pants and one of Septimus’s shirts. She was hardly going to go run around a garden in the dress she wore last night and besides she liked the color green of this one. It matched well with the green of all the plants there. Asena marveled at the growing vegetables and the trees off to the side. She didn’t have a green thumb as a Heli user and often I her run in with plants often ended with her burning them to ashes. So Asena refrained from touching as she looked at a few sprouts nearby and tilted her head a bit at them. “You grow all this in your free time?” She asked Septimus as she sidled up to him, more to keep some semblance of closeness to the man. “I’m surprised the local nobles don’t faint to hear you’ve gotten your hands dirty. Oh speaking of which, Lalasa gave me an invitation to an event in a few weeks. Completely fancy and perhaps gauche, but I think it might be fun if I have my date with me?” She asked, figuring it couldn’t hurt to ask him. She had once been toying with the idea of asking him as a friend, but the latest developments kicked that out the window. “You did help me avoid completely ruining the banquet so this should be coppers in comparison...And there will be a lovely lack of Damien skulking about.” She stated, happy that this was considered a sort of redemption event set up by her uncle, a chance for her to make up for helping to burn down a mansion.

Name: Abrish, Avatar of Aquarius- leader of the Essentriques.
Location: Arcadia, Celestialan Tower
Accompanying: the other who showed up to the meeting.
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Abrish tapped a finger on her desk in annoyance as the man before her kept talking, she had a meeting to attend and she could tell she was late. As he went on to speak on how to 'properly address' the others she rolled her eyes, lips pursed. "Yes, yes. I know how to be polite in public and not to bite. I have a meeting- if you will excuse me." She stated finally getting a space to interject herself as the man was rather long winded. She knew he meant well but she could handle herself.
Heading down the stairs she felt the energy from the room, knowing quite a few were there already. She took a deep breath and straightened out her dress, her short statua not helping much but she didn't mind. Opening the door she came in , eyes scanning everyone from the layed back ones to the big imposing one. She might have been newer at this then most of them but she would do her job well.
She walked to her seat, more at the front of the room and took a moment before sitting. Her mentor, a man she had assumed would have made it to his own meeting, never let her sit in his place now it was hers- but so was the responsibility to handle all of these...magis users and their interesting personalities.
"Greetings, I apologize for the late start I had- well there was a yammering idiot in my office to be blunt about it." She stated first off but was honest about things.  "Might we have a brief introduction? I shall go first. I am the new Avatar of Aquarius, Abrish. I am replacing my mentor Cryion as he passed suddenly not a week out." She stated firmly looking apathetic about the dead since honestly it didn't bother her. No one knew that thw old man was mean, as she often for the brunt of it.

Mal was about to answer Eir’s well spoken Sandarin- he would miss the place greatly and endeavoured that once their reciprocated trips were up he’d have to venture across the border more often- when they were both interrupted by Eir’s grandmother. The Elvi grinned at the nickname she had bestowed upon him and gave a slight bow, the pair of ornate beads threaded into his now much shorter hair at his temples made noise with the movement. Gifts from very excitable women who begged him to stay and tell tales as they wove them in. He nodded in agreement as she complimented him on how he was much like a Glaperan. Malachi had of course turned an olive colour and it made his teeth seem much whiter and his eyes brighter but he could never look exactly like a drake. The sentiment warmed him some though and was glad both he and the matriarch had come to an understanding, even if it were mostly her giving jest at his expense.
“I thank you for your compliments but there would have been no progress if you did not welcome me so readily into your home- especially Eir” as he smiled warmly at his friend, he slung an arm about his shoulders affectionately to give him a squeeze “I promise to make sure he will be just as comfortable in Phonax” the second half of his sentence was more directed to Fen’Ora, as he had witnessed her to grow quite nervous about her son leaving the country.
When Eir’s father joined them, Mal gave a respectful dip of his head but paused when the sword was offered to him. Gingerly he took it in his hands, eyes marvelling at the ornate blade and it’s scabbard. It was a brilliant gift and with his keen eyes he didn’t miss a single detail of the ornate scrolling on the hilt. He felt emotion well up within him and struggled to find any words of thanks. He swallowed hard and looked at the four of them as he reigned in his feelings.
“I shall treasure this greatly” he managed in an awed and humbled whisper. He quickly strapped it to his hip and smiled at how he and Eir had matching blades. It was fitting really.

“I want to thank you all for what you have taught me. I shan’t be surprised if I am the ‘most learned’ Hythian when I return. Your people have astounded me with such rich culture and food. Your beaches are beautiful and I have grown used to the warmth here. It will sadden me greatly to leave”
A rumbled laughed cut into the circle of Aluanas and Ifram joined with Sehrish on his arm. Malachi was glad the couple had mended things between them and were on good terms once more. Ifram gave a bow to each of the Aluanas family and smiled, “It would seem the Golden Boys of Glapera will be dearly missed among the young women here. Sighs of mourning echo these halls”
Mal grinned and nudged Eir with an elbow, “Of course. Who wouldn’t miss the tender and charming words of this gentleman. He’s even learning to pen a few rhymes. Such a stud will surely be missed among the youth around here but what Glapera loses, Phonax shall gain”