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“I'm fine with that then” Tidemist said in response to Marut suggesting they move. She was a bit surprised he went to wake up Tomi, and tensed when he woke in an aggressive manner. She relaxed a moment, then tensed again but to a lesser degree when he went aggressive again. She raised an eyebrow slightly at this behavior, but then that eyebrow and the other one shot right up at Mehadrin's bubbleheaded behavior, insisting all of them guard him. Did he really refer to himself as a flower?

Then Tomi was picking at the red haired elf, and she was a bit surprised but not terribly he started crying. She WAS very surprised when he came to her for comfort! Tidemist felt sympathy for him and smiled in a comforting manner. “None of our kind is unpleasant to look upon, Mehadrin. You've no need to worry about that. But we really must learn about this High One you released. It may be important.”

Vaeri was a bit concerned when she realized Marut was waking up Tomi, and concerned about his behavior. But other than his momentary bouts of defensiveness, he seemed to be alright and himself again. She watched the little spat between Tomi and Mehadrin, and turned to him. “You could have been a little kinder to him, Tomi. If he thinks himself beautiful, what is the harm?” then to avoid sounding like she was reprimanding him, she gave him a smile. “But your compliments are appreciated.”

“Well we could certainly use anyone who's able, if you would be willing to join us.” She smiled pleasantly and chuckled a bit at his rogueish behavior, though she hadn't the faintest idea what a tap-room was, or a Portal...or why it would require a guard. She finished her slices of eagle, and cupped the leaf carefully in her hand, using it as a bowl which she poured some of the seafood stew into. To her relief, it did make the heat bearable enough to hold, and began sipping the stew.

“Seems a dangerous High One with gold skin is on the loose. A red haired elf named Guyaro warned us about him...though he didn't say exactly why he was dangerous. And the uh...pretty elf-” She nudged her head in the direction of Mehadrin with an amused but what-can-you-do expression. “said he released the High One in exchange for his clothes. So...not sure what's going on, but we should probably find out. Something about this seems strange to me...and I would rather not see anyone in this tribe of ours come to harm.”

Tidemist finished dishing up the food, and began eating her portion of eagle. She glanced in the direction Mehadrin had pointed. This elf could be a threat to the tribe, such as it was. She took a slow breath and nodded mentally to herself. “I think after we eat, me and anyone who else wants to go should try tracking down this elf. I don't think we can let him run around loose...” She screwed her face up a bit as she scented...burnt. It smelled a bit like when a distant volcano would erupt by her cove. “Will anyone volunteer?” She looked around the fire, taking a bite and chewing quietly as she waited for any response.

Tidemist gave an abrupt start at the newcomers words in answering Vaeri. She leapt to her feet, looking concerned. “Guyaro is here...or he was earlier. But he left us. And he talked about a golden skinned High One. He said...not to free him. Do you know what he meant?” She watched as he huddled behind Moondrop and raised an eyebrow bemused. Her attention was only momentarily distracted by the smell of the bog that was revealed now, but she would concern herself about that later.

Tidemist took a small steadying breath and put on a friendly smile. “Come, sit by the fire and eat with us. There is plenty of food and the fire is warm.” She gestured towards the roast bird waiting for slicing, and the gently steaming cook pot full of seafood stew.

Vaeri raised her eyebrows, not looking terribly impressed. His answer about the fabrics was utterly useless to her. She would have to speak with this golden skinned elf...but then Tidemist brought up the warning the other red haired elf had said. So it was dangerous perhaps to approach the elf who may have created this interesting fabric. Vaeri gave a mental sigh at this.

Tidemist was immensely pleased as the bird cooked, turning a very delicious looking color and it smelled excellent. She saw from the corner of her eye what had happened with Tomi and Marut, but left it to them. She gave a nod of acknowledgment and a smile to Marut in response to his compliment. Then her gaze flickered upwards at the sending entered her mind. She raised her eyebrows some with surprise, and continued turning the spit for the bird. “Well, now I'm double glad we have this stew and this bird to eat. Hopefully should be plenty for everyone and our guest.”

Vaeri snapped out of her thoughts as Marut spoke, and looked towards Tomi concerned. A moments debate and she rose up, moved around the fire, and sat again beside him. She touched his arm gently, but he was deep asleep. She looked startled as Tidemist suddenly spoke, then looked puzzled at her words. “What guest? We are all here, as far as I can see, and no one new has shown up.”

Tidemist had turned her attention from Tomi, but found something nagging for her attention. She sniffed a bit and looked around, then found to her surprise the mist was clearing further. There was a huge grassy field! What possible new wonders might this reveal? But for now there was food and other concerns. Plus exploring a new place during the night was never a good idea. She turned and began to help Vaeri finishing with seasoning the half of the eagle and preparing a spit from some thick sticks to roast it on.

Vaeri couldn't help but chuckle at the jar. Oh this was spicy indeed, and getting a nose full of this would hurt! In fact just a few pinches would do to make something spicy. She gently sealed the jar and put it away. No need to make the bird spicy after all. It had been sprinkled over with salt, marjoram, thyme, rosemary and garlic. She rubbed the spices into the skin and crevasses. She had rather wanted to use the new oven, but mildly deferred to Tidemist. Together, they were able to get the bird spitted and Tidemist began rotating the bird over the flames.

Vaeri headed in the direction Tidemist had come from with water, eventually finding the stream and she carefully washed her hands of the raw meat juices and seasoning before she came back. She looked towards Tomi again with a little worry.

Tidemist looked a little baffled at Marut's words. “Who said anything about killing? I had to stop Tomi from killing him. There's no reason for anyone to die.” She didn't know what to else to say, or even what to think about this. Thankfully she was saved by Moondrop rushing in with some strange clothes and a new kill. She took up a green hat as well and examined it with curiosity and placed it on her head, marveling at the feel of the fabric, like nothing she had imagined. It was so soft and plushy! She couldn't help but giggle a little at the hat.

Vaeri looked up at the mention of strange clothes and abandoned the spices for a moment, which she had begun sprinkling over the eagle half to be roasted. She was intrigued by the clothing, and what the purpose of some of them could be. Bright colors was nothing new to her, the brighter the better was the usual opinion of the Sun Folk. “I do wonder who left them. Could they belong to that elf that was here earlier?”

Vaeri was chuckling as Tomi carried her about almost like a kitling, and set her down gently. She saw the look he gave her, and smiled warmly to him in return. She watched him set about working on something else, and turned to help Tidemist with the eagle. Marut had her attention for the moment, so she busied herself by pulling out her jars of seasoning, trying to decide which would be best.

Tidemist looked at Marut and shook her head with a friendly smile. “Oh I think I have enough help with..uh...” She paused then nudged her head towards Vaeri sheepishly, she didn't know what her name was, or she couldn't seem to remember. She was pleased with the bowl like rock though. “I'm sure we'll find a use for this!” but her smile slipped away when she saw the red hair. In fact she began frowning as she recalled the encounter. “Yes, it's a red haired elf...his name is Guyaro...he was here..” and with that, she quietly sent the memory of what happened to Marut. Sending was easier than words in this case, even if he felt her frustration at not knowing what was going on and not being able to get answers.

Vaeri almost smiled a little at Tomi's words. Some of them she didn't understand, but she thought she got the general gist, and it was rather cute. She leaned in towards Tomi a bit, not sure how much to say before she murmured softly. “It was barbaric....They were talking about eating animal scat.” Again, the look of disgust passed over her face. They were nice elves but really, did they have to be such savages?

Tidemist looked up as Laluna came over with the cub and smiled, nodding towards the raw parts of the eagle. “I have a tribe of wolf-blooded elves who live near my tribe. They usually preferred their meat raw. Are you wolf-blooded?” She looked at her curiously. She noticed the fox woman and blinked a bit, then shrugged a little. What was the point of being surprised anymore?

Vaeri looked up at Tomi as he answered her question, with some hesitation and uncertainty. It was with great relief she heard that he did regret it, even  a little, and it sounded like he would never want to be in a scenario like that again. It eased her mind. The knowledge of this and the honesty in his eyes made it easier to accept the path in front of her. She threw her arms around Tomi's scarred shoulders and embraced him tightly, her cheek to his.

“Then I can forgive you Tomi for what you've done, and I won't let it weigh on my mind. I only hope some day it will weigh less on yours as well...”

Made an old post for Vaeri's original info and stuff, but i decided to delete that and start over fresh now that Vaeri has been tweaked! i didn't much care for her original storyline anymore. and i will include Tidemist as well later on!

Name: Vaeri
Birth-tribe: Sun Folk
Parents: Seri and Firgal
Age: 957 Years old(Wingthing's Alternaverse: nearly 4 thousand years old)

Appearance: Darkly tanned warm brown skin typical of a Sun Villager and bright gold eyes. She has curly auburn hair that's a bit more mahogany colored. She stands a little shorter than the average Sun Folk. She has a somewhat slender but shapely figure. (Wingthing's Alternaverse: Only difference is her height. She's a bit taller than a Wolfrider but Glider height.)
Attire: Typically wears teal-blue moth fabric and cotton fabrics. Her Sun Village outfit is a top with blue enameled beads lining under the bust from which hangs a short sheer moth fabric. She has sheer sleeves that are off the shoulder and attached to the top with gold overlaid fabric, which also lines the bustline of the top. She has a skirt that is around her hips and goes to ankle length, which is very full and has many ruffles. She has a sheer mini skirt overlay. Tends to wear gold gauntlets and dangling earrings. Also tends to wear a blue starburst sapphire( or 8 pointed star) pendant on a gold necklace, and has a blue cord cirlet with more blue enameled beads and a small gold and sapphire circle in the center. Blue and gold slippers with blue beads up the calves.

(Wingthing's Alternaverse: Wears red dyed snake skin leathers and red moth fabric. Has the same top design as her original top but in red and no gold. She wears short shorts with a sash around the top of her pants and a loincloth panel. She wears sandals made from leather and red beads. Also wears a red bead necklace with snakes fangs attached to the center, and a red cord across her forehead with red beads sewn onto it.

Role: Tailor(Wingthing's Alternaverse: a Red Snake and tailor)
Skills: Making fabric, designing and sewing clothes, cooking.(Wingthing's Alternaverse: Can also glide, rockshape, and send.)

Personality: Wise, kind, gentle, patient.(Wingthing's Alternaverse: Wise, patient, fierce, cool, extremely devoted)
Background: Born to her parents in Sorrow's End, she has lived a peaceful life. She discovered a passion for clothes and sewing, and eventually became a tailor to the Sun Folk. She has not recognized anyone and is content to wait for it to happen, and merely lives her life in contentment. She is pretty much a fairly typical Sun Villager.(Wingthing's Alternaverse: Born to parents ,who once lived as children in Sorrows End, about 6 thousand years after their flight. She was a treasured child, as her parents had begun to give up hope they would recognize naturally and have to have it forced to have a child. She developed a love early in life for the soft moth fabrics and beads, and often wore them as a child. Because of the stories told to her by her parents, she developed a deep hatred for humans and what they have done to elves over the millenia of their stay on Abode, to the point she holds no tolerance for them. As she became a teenager, she discovered her love for making clothes and apprenticed herself to one of the tailors of Oasis to learn the basics.

By time she was at a near age of maturity, she had developed a deep respect and almost awe for Melati and what she could do. Inspired by the powerful adopted daughter of Lord Haken, she began devoting herself to learning magic. She discovered a natural dormant talent for floating, and developed it as high as she could. But she believed in Lord Haken's belief any elf could learn any magic, and began gradually learning rockshaping, to the point where she could manage, but she has little stamina for it and tires quickly.

Links to Fanfics: (Wingthing's Alternaverse: First Memory, A Glider's Soul, Crafter's Challenge Part 1, Crafter's Challenge Part 2, Eye's of a Child
Images: Vaeri's Album

“A little bitterness is nothing to be concerned about. I've dealt with worse.” Tidemist said a bit sternly. Then things devolved very quickly, and suddenly Guyaro was crying and running off. Tidemist called and sent his name at the same time but in vain. He was gone, and still too much mystery swirling around, like the mist that had hidden him from few. She looked at the sheepish Tomi with some mild frustration and let out a little breath. “If he comes around again, I think it best you stay far away from him Tomi. He knows things, things we don't. And it could be very important. We should discuss this with the others...” She wandered slowly back to the tree, looking very deep in thought.

Vaeri stood near Tomi a bit, tensed and ready for the worse to happen. But things did not end nearly as bad as she thought they would, though the elf did sound like a kitling throwing a bit of a tantrum when he ran off. She watched Tidemist walk away with a raised eyebrow then turned to Tomi, touching his shoulder gently in a silent gesture of minor comfort and support.

“Well you can't blame me if it happens, if you won't tell me how to stop it.” She retorted back, standing a little taller. She wasn't a chief for nothing after all, and she wasn't one to back down because of some anger. Then she heard the name in her mind and had a momentary rush of fear and disorientation, until she realized it wasn't a soulname. She frowned a little, still a bit disturbed. She decided to try a gambit. If she failed, she'd only look a fool but might convince the redhead maybe he was the one mistaken and mistook her for another elf. But if she succeeded, maybe..

“Guyaro, being angry solves nothing, and will never help anything. Maybe we need your help instead of the other way around. Maybe I need your help.”