Author: Illuminatus

Emmeline worked by candlelight in her small cell. She was exhausted after three weeks. Magus Revan gave her more work and studies than could ever be completed in any 24 hour period. More than she ever had done in her

My Dear Baron, As planned, I met your daughter Lady Rivanon here in Thalassa. I must tell you I’m very impressed with her skill, knowledge, and her friendliness toward me. Already I feel comfortable calling her friend.

Rivanon said, “Here is the adoption petition. All legal and in four copies. It seems the Countessa likes you. Here advocate made me work all morning on this with him. I added some defenses of your rights to be sure.

Rivanon asked the librarian to make copies of the holders information, to which the librarian bowed slightly and said it would be done. Returning to the clerk Rivanon and Emmeline picked up a load of papers and grabbed one of

The two women went downstairs where de Bruges (correction, not ‘de Bruin’) awaited them. “My dear,” said de Bruges, “you are perfectly on-time.” Turning to Rivanon he said, “and you are?” “Her proctor in this matter, Lady d’Uzec.” Rivanon showed

Elemix left for the library to begin his research into the aquila as well as other business, leaving Emmeline and Rivanon at the bardic college’s inn-of-court. With Elemix gone, Rivanon asked, “My father acts in odd ways – often, but

It was very late after a long night of entertaining in the Mighty Griffin in Derrienport when Emmeline returned to her modest room and sat down with her travel desk. She lit her little candle pulled out a sheet of

The ride back to Uzec was good for Emmeline in the sense that it helped get her more used to riding her rouncey rather than on her little cart. Having slept huddled near a campfire that was a little small

The next morning Emmeline found herself knocking at the door of her own manor for a second time in as many days. Rhozenn answered and told her that knocking, for her, was completely unnecessary here. It took a minute to

Emmeline was practically walking on air when she left the Glade of the Mother Tree. She knew now that Mara was a powerful Sidhe, a Lady of the Fey and imagined her patron as something like a Dryad Queen due