OOC: Wasn't sure if you wanted to direct me to a specific area.
Tai placed his hands on the wall, feeling the life and light of Vitu-Ghazi. In a brief flash, he felt at one with it...he heard the Chorus permeating every fiber of his being, taking his breath away, both with the force, and the beauty it held. When he regained his senses, he was left gasping for breath in the corridors of the guildhall.
Tai nodded roughly. "Yeah...it's been a while since I've done that. I'm fine, thanks." He said, smiling in spite of his exertion. "So...which way to the garden again...?"
As Tai travels, the feeling he gets over him is a sense of life and unity. The Selesnyans home is teeming with it. Saprolings, squirrels, dryads, and even an elf or two traverse the tree's many branches, caring and tending for the tree, an oasis of life in a sea of rock and buildings.
As he crosses the street, a fairly major one, considering how slowly he can traverse it, he notes the stark contrast with the city-tree.
Coming into the Sanctuary, Tai is once again struck by the way life finds a way in a world of rock and metal. Dozens of people traverse the sanctuary, giving food to those that come in, helping tend to those who need aid.
Now that he's surrounded by more people, Tai can notice a difference between those that aren't part of the guild, and those that are. Those who have heard the chorus seem a bit... brighter in his view. It is almost as if the fact that they are part of the chorus makes their mind resonate with others who are as well.
A fellow Selesnyan comes over with a plate of fruit, and offers one to Tai.
Tai inhaled sharply at the mental resonance, but was immediately calmed by the serenity that enveloped him. "For me...?" He asked, giving the fruit a slightly puzzled look.
Tai smiled. "This will do perfectly. Thank you." He said, as he assumed a meditative position. He felt his breathing match the pulse of the earth...the life around him...
The Sanctuary itself, the sense of aid to those in need, has a different feel than the gardens he's sitting in. The gardens feels like both the mana of the plains he calls on, and the forests. The building behind him feels more like a sense of unity.
Tai walked over to the building, almost controlled by an external force. He placed a hand on the building, and before Tai's body surged with force, anyone around him heard him murmur "Not again..." His body shuddered with the presence of the Conclave, surging with...life.
IG: One or two people from the Conclave looked over as Tai shuddered, but realized that he must be connecting with the sanctuary. They nodded, and continued in their tasks.
Tai can hear through the conflicting emotions within him a few people rushing in his direction. He can hear voices, but can't discern what they're saying.
"Oh, you're awake!" the young woman from before said, walking in the room Tai is laying in. "Good. You collapsed, and once we healed you up, you started snoring, so we let you sleep."
Tai placed his hands on the wall, feeling the life and light of Vitu-Ghazi. In a brief flash, he felt at one with it...he heard the Chorus permeating every fiber of his being, taking his breath away, both with the force, and the beauty it held. When he regained his senses, he was left gasping for breath in the corridors of the guildhall.
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The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
As he crosses the street, a fairly major one, considering how slowly he can traverse it, he notes the stark contrast with the city-tree.
Coming into the Sanctuary, Tai is once again struck by the way life finds a way in a world of rock and metal. Dozens of people traverse the sanctuary, giving food to those that come in, helping tend to those who need aid.
Now that he's surrounded by more people, Tai can notice a difference between those that aren't part of the guild, and those that are. Those who have heard the chorus seem a bit... brighter in his view. It is almost as if the fact that they are part of the chorus makes their mind resonate with others who are as well.
A fellow Selesnyan comes over with a plate of fruit, and offers one to Tai.
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The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
He can also feel almost a different entity behind him, in the sanctuary.
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The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
IG: One or two people from the Conclave looked over as Tai shuddered, but realized that he must be connecting with the sanctuary. They nodded, and continued in their tasks.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
IG: Tai feels the green and white mana swirl within him during his dreams.
The world fades back in some unknown amount of time later. The ground he's lying on feels much softer than what he expected.
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The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!