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[TheBiggerFish]

Other than the guy apparently trying to sacrifice somebody...

[Lenglon]

Still-en-route to Dar.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

After some fiddeling noir  figures out how to use her commstone and begins awkwardly speaking into it
"This thing on? Guys is anything happening by  chance that you need help on?"

[syvarris]

Flee and hide!  Once out of sight, carefully sneak back back towards the clearing and observe whether the big twoleg is dead.

Dar'yajira whispers aggressively into his commstone as he runs "Cat has killed!  Large twoleg carried off small one, was going to kill it!  This one stopped it."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

"where are you? I'm at the river are you nearby?"

[syvarris]

"Cat is in clearing, to <direction>.  Careful, it is unsure all danger is dead."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Get out of he river start heading to where my friend said get ready to fight via black magics/Unholy magics/dad's magic whatever you wanna  call it if it feels like I  safetly  bring it out without pain.

[Ozarck]

Break out the fiddle and get a conga line going.

You fiddle nicely, but the mass of people are beginning to dissolve into more chaos than organized fun at this point. they seem to be getting tired, too. been a long day of poop and dancing and getting stepped on by trees.

I meant 'go after Dar'

You hover that way. You locate the little clearing he is in and note the existence of one human body and several sacks of something twitchy.

Sorry again for disappearing. There just hasn't seemed to be much to do that the others didn't already have handled.

So, the wedding either has happened or is happening, right? Anything out of the quote-unquote "ordinary"?

you don't even know what ordinary is in this context. Ah .... sadly, however, there is something very clearly out of the ordinary. All the Ents suddenly begin moving at rapid pace toward the east. Several of the more important types start shouting to each other and dashing about rather frantically. those that currently have weapons on them begin drawing them. some begin chanting.

Still-en-route to Dar.

You follow the Eye, a bit slower. You enter a clearing to encounter signs of a recent struggle, and what looks like a bloody dead corpse.

Flee and hide!  Once out of sight, carefully sneak back back towards the clearing and observe whether the big twoleg is dead.

Dar'yajira whispers aggressively into his commstone as he runs "Cat has killed!  Large twoleg carried off small one, was going to kill it!  This one stopped it."

You do this and look at the corpse. yep, that's a corpse alright. looks like you were quick enough.

Get out of he river start heading to where my friend said get ready to fight via black magics/Unholy magics/dad's magic whatever you wanna  call it if it feels like I  safetly  bring it out without pain.

You head out of the river and begin crossing the main clearing of the ceremony, only to notice some odd activity in the clearing. teh big tree guys are all leaving to the east, which is not the way Dar is. he is north by northwest. A lot of the prettier folk are all looking eastward, mumbling, chanting, drawing weapons and looking grim. The brightness in the sky changes color quite drastically all of a sudden, too. Tension is palpable in the air.

[Harry Baldman]

Make sure the fun is kept within reasonable levels as the party winds down. Maybe rub elbows with the elite if they're feeling chatty, see if they've got any opinions on all this. Start out with a question about whether they're having a good time, that sort of thing, don't be pushy.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Noirs eyes widen not liking what appears to be happening and in a tone that is a mix between panic and frustration noir yells into her commstone.
"Everyone!! Get back to the river at the very least.It looks like that some kind of battle is about to happen weapons and magic is being brought out i think!"
try to get my magic working to fight.

[Lenglon]

"Dar, Eye, what's going on?"

[syvarris]

Dar'yajira runs over to Aylia upon spotting her, and sits down in front of her "Shifter!  Dar'yajira has observed humans, as requested.  Cat followed dead twoleg here, as it carried small twoleg over its shoulder.  This one would not have intervened, but it raised steel.  Feline acted before twoleg could kill."

After explaining himself, he turns back towards the clearing "Small twoleg is still trapped."

((ATH, might wanna bold something there.))

[Lenglon]

"What?"
I run over to the squirming bag and free the contents.
"Are you okay? What happened?"

[Ozarck]

Make sure the fun is kept within reasonable levels as the party winds down. Maybe rub elbows with the elite if they're feeling chatty, see if they've got any opinions on all this. Start out with a question about whether they're having a good time, that sort of thing, don't be pushy.

You fiddle for a while as the party begins to wind down a bit and work your way casually over near one of the tall, dark skinned beings nearby. "So, any reque-" You start. You find yourself lifted abruptly and spun to face the deep orange eyes of the fellow, feet dangling as yo ustop in surprise and a little fear. "You should go. Far away. This place is soon to be no place for you. Alert these poor creatures as well as you can, but make haste! War is coming." His words are punctuated, according to the narrative rules of drama, by a loud, tearing sound coming from somewhere out of sight. His eyes dart that way momentarily. "What are you waiting for? Go!" "uuuuuhhhhhhh." You squeak." "Oh, right. I am very sorry." He set's you down, mutters another apology, and moves off with determination.

Noirs eyes widen not liking what appears to be happening and in a tone that is a mix between panic and frustration noir yells into her commstone.
"Everyone!! Get back to the river at the very least.It looks like that some kind of battle is about to happen weapons and magic is being brought out i think!"
try to get my magic working to fight.

You feel the darkness rise up in you. It is painful, and the dark shadows flicker at your fingertips and race up your arms, but it is there. no telling what it will do to you in the heat of battle though.

"What?"
I run over to the squirming bag and free the contents.
"Are you okay? What happened?"

A small, winged creature flops out of the bag. it has four arms and no feet, four eyes and an otherwise rather human face. "Eep!" It gasps, struggling, eyes wild. It seems distraught.

[Harry Baldman]

"Excellent! The carnage never stops around here, it seems."

Observe which direction these warring elites might be going, and try to figure out a good hill or a particularly tall tree to observe their business from a respectable distance away. Then guide the revelers to the potential show of their lives atop it, breaking out the old "come and see!" routine.