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Events News Post #175

Annwyn

Written by: Anonymous
Date: Sunday, September 11th, 2005
Addressed to: Everyone


Sarapin the 7th, 402 years after the fall of the Selecularian Empire,
came in not with a bang but with a cow flying over the moon. This simple
and peculiar event sparked off a landslide of curious and whimsical
phenomena that nearly kindled a confectionary war.

A spark of light was seen skipping through the sky, leaving trails of
sparkling dust behind him that gently drifted to the earth. At first,
only a few mortals felt the effects of this strange dust. A wart here
and there soon gave way to full blown transmutation into toads.
Inanimate objects began to demand weird items, while fish danced a jig
through the streets of Hashan.

Soon every city from Mhaldor to Cyrene, including the village of Eleusis
was under this bewildering spell. Amongst many other occurrences, the
Cyrene Clock Tower came to life, staggering drunkenly through the
streets and flirting shamelessly with the Cyrenian women, eventually
collapsing from alcohol poisoning. Truffles and lollipops demanded equal
rights for their confectionary kin, and normally serene denizens
presented strange turnabouts in their personalities. Maim de Vermiis
declared she had repented from her previous misdeeds and begged
citizenship in Shallam, and later was found flying over the streets of
the Jewel of the East in a desperate bid to aid Timmy who, instead of
his kite, was flying through the air above Fish Street. It was reported
that the colossal daemon Mhaldorus found a new love in flowers, and many
abandoned falcons began telling on their wayward owners. A talking totem
pole held court.

After many days of exceedingly strange happenings, citizens in Hashan
noticed a peculiar little light zipping and giggling through the
streets. Their first instinct, unfortunately, was to harm it and he soon
winged away in search of more entertaining pastures. While frolicking
through Tasur'ke, the Jester Tiax happened upon him and realised
instantly that this sprite named Fyglia was the cause of all the
mischief happening in the world. Vowing to be friends with the curious
little creature, Tiax soon charmed Fyglia and the creature began
chattering up a storm. Tiax was quickly joined by Delphinus, Blujixapug,
and Neharog, and the group eventually learned Fyglia's secret.

Captured, and perhaps abused by his owner, Fyglia had escaped the
apathetic clutches of someone named Queen Rhyannon, taking with him a
pouch of potent fairy dust. Dashing it over himself, he wished himself
to "someplace fun" and found himself cartwheeling through the skies of
Sapience. Eventually he let it slip that a friend may be able to help
the Sapients restore normalcy to their world. After a very through game
of guessing, it was revealed that Fyglia's friend was none other than
the Queen of the Dryads.

The foursome quickly spirited him towards the Dryad Garden, where
Titania was shocked to see her little friend visiting her within her
grove. Knowing that Fyglia must return to his home, she imparted a
riddle upon Delphinus, Tiax, Blujixapug, and Neharog. After many rough
starts, Delphinus was first to find and figure out the mystery of the
fairy circle within Azdun. Skipping around the circle, Delphinus began
to sing a strange melody. Whisked away, Delphinus and Blujixapug
materialised in the foreign plane of Annwyn, followed quickly by Neharog
and Tiax.

Though it broke their heart to do so, eventually Delphinus and
Blujixapug found a way to return the wayward sprite to his home,
promising Queen Titania that they would visit Fyglia often. Luring
Fyglia back into his cage amid blinding tears, Blujixapug took the
mischief-making sprite back to Annwyn and passed him once more into the
hands of his owner, Queen Rhyannon.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Sarapin, in the year 402 AF.


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Events News Post #175

Annwyn

Written by: Anonymous
Date: Sunday, September 11th, 2005
Addressed to: Everyone


Sarapin the 7th, 402 years after the fall of the Selecularian Empire,
came in not with a bang but with a cow flying over the moon. This simple
and peculiar event sparked off a landslide of curious and whimsical
phenomena that nearly kindled a confectionary war.

A spark of light was seen skipping through the sky, leaving trails of
sparkling dust behind him that gently drifted to the earth. At first,
only a few mortals felt the effects of this strange dust. A wart here
and there soon gave way to full blown transmutation into toads.
Inanimate objects began to demand weird items, while fish danced a jig
through the streets of Hashan.

Soon every city from Mhaldor to Cyrene, including the village of Eleusis
was under this bewildering spell. Amongst many other occurrences, the
Cyrene Clock Tower came to life, staggering drunkenly through the
streets and flirting shamelessly with the Cyrenian women, eventually
collapsing from alcohol poisoning. Truffles and lollipops demanded equal
rights for their confectionary kin, and normally serene denizens
presented strange turnabouts in their personalities. Maim de Vermiis
declared she had repented from her previous misdeeds and begged
citizenship in Shallam, and later was found flying over the streets of
the Jewel of the East in a desperate bid to aid Timmy who, instead of
his kite, was flying through the air above Fish Street. It was reported
that the colossal daemon Mhaldorus found a new love in flowers, and many
abandoned falcons began telling on their wayward owners. A talking totem
pole held court.

After many days of exceedingly strange happenings, citizens in Hashan
noticed a peculiar little light zipping and giggling through the
streets. Their first instinct, unfortunately, was to harm it and he soon
winged away in search of more entertaining pastures. While frolicking
through Tasur'ke, the Jester Tiax happened upon him and realised
instantly that this sprite named Fyglia was the cause of all the
mischief happening in the world. Vowing to be friends with the curious
little creature, Tiax soon charmed Fyglia and the creature began
chattering up a storm. Tiax was quickly joined by Delphinus, Blujixapug,
and Neharog, and the group eventually learned Fyglia's secret.

Captured, and perhaps abused by his owner, Fyglia had escaped the
apathetic clutches of someone named Queen Rhyannon, taking with him a
pouch of potent fairy dust. Dashing it over himself, he wished himself
to "someplace fun" and found himself cartwheeling through the skies of
Sapience. Eventually he let it slip that a friend may be able to help
the Sapients restore normalcy to their world. After a very through game
of guessing, it was revealed that Fyglia's friend was none other than
the Queen of the Dryads.

The foursome quickly spirited him towards the Dryad Garden, where
Titania was shocked to see her little friend visiting her within her
grove. Knowing that Fyglia must return to his home, she imparted a
riddle upon Delphinus, Tiax, Blujixapug, and Neharog. After many rough
starts, Delphinus was first to find and figure out the mystery of the
fairy circle within Azdun. Skipping around the circle, Delphinus began
to sing a strange melody. Whisked away, Delphinus and Blujixapug
materialised in the foreign plane of Annwyn, followed quickly by Neharog
and Tiax.

Though it broke their heart to do so, eventually Delphinus and
Blujixapug found a way to return the wayward sprite to his home,
promising Queen Titania that they would visit Fyglia often. Luring
Fyglia back into his cage amid blinding tears, Blujixapug took the
mischief-making sprite back to Annwyn and passed him once more into the
hands of his owner, Queen Rhyannon.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Sarapin, in the year 402 AF.


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