Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark

Zyphora · February 2016

Welcome to Hallifax's new ephemeral, Garnuk!

Golden Serenity Teahouse.

Banks of clouds roil about here. A chandelier of gemstones and platinum shines in its own light. An

unassuming cedar tea table rests here, a humble exemplar of balance and utility. There are 3 low,

cushioned chairs of beryl-hued cedar here. A painting of Tosha the Meditative serving tea beneath

the cherry tree is proudly exhibited on a nearby wall, with an inscription on a plaque on its frame.

Colourful and exotic to behold, a jewel-toned paradise parrot preens diaphanous wings of cloud

gossamer here, sweeping brushstrokes of rainbow colours dancing about her form. Archmage Falmiis

Shevat is here, wreathed in crackling bolts of icy white lightning. He wields a golden whip of the

pious in his left hand. Yehn is leaning her cheek on her hand as she thinks deeply. Lady Sylandra

Shevat, Auspice of Winter is here. She wields a glowing powerstone in her left hand and a delicate

crystal staff in her right. You see a sign here instructing you that WARES is the command to see

what is for sale.

You see exits leading north and down (closed door).

Unfamiliar elemental threads swirl around you, evaporating into ominous clouds.

Zyphora peers about herself unscrupulously.

Falmiis utters a deep, rumbling laugh.

Sylandra peers about herself unscrupulously.

Zyphora says, "Did the rest of you see that?"

Yehn looks up at Zyphora curiously.

(Aeromancers): Ayisdra (from the Aetherways) says, "Did anyone else feel that?"

(Aeromancers): Zyphora says, "Yes."

(Aeromancers): Sylandra says, "Indeed."

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Doman says, "Hmm, feel what?"

(Aeromancers): Sylandra says, "Some sort of elemental thread nonsense."

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Doman says, "Ah, then it's just you guys."

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Doman says, "Because I felt nothing."

Archmage Falmiis Shevat frowns and says, "I did not feel anything."

(Aeromancers): Zyphora says, "Perhaps it is only Aeromancers who are attuned to the winds closely enough."

Yehn shakes her head.

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Aeya (from the Aetherways) says, "And possibly others tuned to the

elements?"

(Ad-Hoc): Sylandra says, "Aeromancers gotta Aeromancy."

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Doman says, "Well, it's odd, because I'm currently an aeromancer."

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Doman says, "Well, kinda."

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Doman says, "I am trained in elementalism at the moment."

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Doman says, "I guess the elemental threads are more discerning than that -

chuckle-."

Zyphora frowns and says, "How odd."

(Aeromancers): Falmiis says, "I did not feel anything, but I am an Aerochemantic engineer."

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Doman says, "Ah, as am I."

[Covenant] (Symphonium): Doman says, "That might explain it."

Sylandra looks about herself, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

Yehn looks to Zyphora, quizzically curious.

Zyphora says, "We simply felt a disturbance in elemental forces."

Zyphora Windwhisper glances at Sylandra with a vague frown.

Sylandra shrugs her shoulders lightly, though her brow remains furrowed with concern.

Yehn folds her wings around her body, wrapping herself in a feathered embrace.

A surge of elemental power washes past you, laced with castellanus clouds.

In an undertone, Zyphora says, "Castellanus clouds..."

Archmage Falmiis Shevat frowns and says, "Perhaps we should see if the Elemental Plane of Air is

well."

Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter looks skeptical and says, "Very odd elemental powers at work

today."

Sylandra nods her head at Falmiis.

Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter says, "Perhaps the Wind Lords have some observations."

Zyphora says to Sylandra, "Usually such an atmospheric anomaly indicates incoming storms and things of

that nature."

Comprehension flashes across Sylandra's face.

Archmage Falmiis Shevat says, "Unfortunately I do not have the same attunement to the Plane as most

Aeromancers."

Zyphora makes a beckoning motion to no-one in particular.

Zyphora says, "We shall go investigate."

The Seat of the North Wind.

A deep, ominous song hangs heavy in the air, warning of the presence of a war shrine of Isune nearby.

It is quite cool. A howling tempest of ice and wind surrounds the airy form of Zeforos, Lord of the

North Wind. He is surrounded by a nimbus of power. A sinuous stormeater is here, sucking hungrily at

the clouds. Colourful and exotic to behold, a jewel-toned paradise parrot preens diaphanous wings of

cloud gossamer here, sweeping brushstrokes of rainbow colours dancing about her form. Yehn, M.TS is

here. Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter is here. She wields a glowing powerstone in her left

hand and a delicate crystal staff in her right. Archmage Falmiis Shevat is here, wreathed in

crackling bolts of icy white lightning. He wields a golden whip of the pious in his left hand.

You see exits leading southeast, south, and southwest.

Falmiis inclines his head politely to Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind.

Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind explodes suddenly into howling winds of rage before reforming with a

low moan.

Curtseying, Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter says to Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind, "Good

day, Lord Zeforos."

Firmly, Zyphora says to Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind, "Zeforos of the North Wind, do you have any

explanation for the odd atmospheric disturbances in the city of Hallifax?"

Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind says, "The North wind is cold and implacable. It does not forgive,

nor does it forget."

Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind says, "The element has grown unbalanced."

Yehn tilts her head and listens intently.

Zyphora says, "How has this imbalance come about?"

Falmiis creases his brow in a frown.

A chill wind blasts around you as Ayisdra arrives from the south, borne by a swirling vortex of ice

crystals.

Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind says, "Something disturbs the winds."

Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter says, "'Something'? A person, or...?"

Zyphora says, "And what is this something? Have you any idea?"

A strange silhouette appears within the clouds, dark and ominous as it flashes past.

Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter says, "Oh dear."

Zyphora's gaze narrows as it follows something's movement within the clouds.

Yehn pushes on the bridge of her spectacles lightly.

Still observing the surroundings warily, Zyphora says to Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind, "How may this

disturbance be resolved?"

Arcs of coruscating energy undulate in ripples of icy white resplendency, coalescing into Zvoltz,

the Architect.

He is a radiant immortal and is surrounded by a shifting halo of multihued colours. His face is

obscured by a simple mask of silver, shaped into a narrow shield that comes to a point at His chin.

Held with slouched posture of someone at ease, His build is thin and skeletal yet unimposing. His

fair skin is suffused with an ever-shifting current of lambent energy, bathing him is soothing grey

light. He is wearing a circlet of fulminating lightning and robes of liquid silver.

Comprehension flashes across Sylandra's face.

Sylandra curtseys gracefully.

Yehn bows respectfully to Zvoltz.

Zyphora curtseys gracefully before Zvoltz.

Falmiis bows respectfully to Zvoltz.

Zvoltz, the Shrouded Guide says, "Ah, so others have sense to disturbance as well."

Zyphora says, "Lord Zvoltz, how may we serve You? And yes, the Aeromancers practised in Aeromancy did

feel something odd with the elements."

Looking slightly worried at the situation, Yehn quickly hides behind Falmiis.

Sylandra frowns, becoming more distraught at the Elder God's tone.

Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind says, "The disturbance is linked with the element but its source is

foreign."

Zvoltz nods His head in agreement.

Zyphora nods her head slowly in understanding.

Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter murmurs, "Do you suppose the other mages of the elements

have noted similar disturbances on the Planes of Water, Earth, and Fire?"

Expression unreadable behind His mask, Zvoltz, the Shrouded Guide says, "The disturbance is divine

in nature. You may wish to summon with city, should it be a threat."

Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind says, "It roils within the air."

Zvoltz, the Shrouded Guide says, "Yes, very helpful Zeforos."

Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter looks surprised and says, "Divine? Goodness."

(Hallifax): Zyphora says, "We are currently upon the plane of Air, should any citizens wish to join us to

defend ourselves against this strange elemental disturbance."

(Hallifax): Sylandra says, "It is Divine in nature, but we do not know what in particular we are

facing."

The dark figure races through the clouds once again, carving a furrow in the airstream.

(Hallifax): Falmiis says, "Until we can confirm if it is hostile or not it is best that we have as

many citizens prepared to defend our Plane and city as possible."

Zyphora Windwhisper lets out a slow hiss of breath as she clutches her staff,

stepping closer to Zvoltz.

Aelanahi arrives from the south.

Zyphora says, "Do You believe that movement within the clouds is the source, Lord Zvoltz?"

Zvoltz makes a strange gesture with His hand, drawing a silver fishing pole from the clouds.

(Ad-Hoc): Falmiis says, "Omg they're finally releasing fishing."

Zvoltz, the Shrouded Guide says, "Yes, it is."

Archmage Falmiis Shevat looks thoughtful and says, "We would need it to stop moving so that we can

get a closer look at what it is."

The Shrouded Guide reaches back with the fishing pole, casting out a line of glowing silver energy

into the clouds.

Sylandra watches the fluid movement of the fishing pole with something like bewilderment.

The Shrouded Guide tugs on the pole, teasing the line with an air of impatience.

Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter murmurs, "Whatever it is, it certainly is stubborn."

Archmage Falmiis Shevat frowns and says, "Or perhaps it doesn't wish to be drawn out."

Zyphora · February 2016

The slack on the fishing line goes taut as the Shrouded Guide gives a mighty heave on the line. Ominous clouds roil in, before culminating into the revealed form of Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark. He is a radiant immortal and floating in a bubble surrounded by castellanus clouds. Long, needle- like teeth are unevenly spaced along the protracted gums of a nasty looking goblin shark, floating within a thin bubble. Clouds roil and wisp about a thin bubble filled with water, within which is trapped the sentient shark. His long extended nose taps against the bubble, while his webbed flipper- like fins press firmly against the contours of his viscous prison. Glaring from within the sphere, two beady eyes rest between the long protruding nose, and the over sized gums which can not be contained by his small mouth. He is wearing a silver and emerald watch and a black silken eyepatch. (Ad-Hoc): Sylandra says, "This is like when people watch competitive fishing." The Seat of the North Wind. A deep, ominous song hangs heavy in the air, warning of the presence of a war shrine of Isune nearby. It is quite cool. A howling tempest of ice and wind surrounds the airy form of Zeforos, Lord of the North Wind. He is surrounded by a nimbus of power. Colourful and exotic to behold, a jewel-toned paradise parrot preens diaphanous wings of cloud gossamer here, sweeping brushstrokes of rainbow colours dancing about her form. A sinuous stormeater is here, sucking hungrily at the clouds. Emeritus Ayisdra Ysav'rai is here, surrounded by clouds. He wields a delicate crystal staff in his left hand and a yellowed leather sling in his right. Archmage Falmiis Shevat is here, wreathed in crackling bolts of icy white lightning. He wields a golden whip of the pious in his left hand and a tower shield of the Matrix in his right. He is surrounded by one reflection of himself. Zvoltz, the Shrouded Guide crackles with confined energy, His form flickering and fading along the edges. He wields the mighty hammer, Ays Onid in His left hand. Yehn, M.TS is here. She wields a turquoise void blaster in her left hand and a tower shield of the Matrix in her right. She is surrounded by one reflection of herself. Orbiting around her head are several spinning crystals. Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter is here, surrounded by clouds. She wields a glowing powerstone in her left hand and a delicate crystal staff in her right. She is surrounded by one reflection of herself. Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark is here, wreathed in divine fire. Zephyr Aelanahi is here. She is surrounded by one reflection of herself. You see exits leading southeast, south, and southwest. Zvoltz, the Shrouded Guide says, "Ah, it was just an ephemeral." Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark says, "Ow!" Zvoltz, the Shrouded Guide says, "How disappointing." Zvoltz, the Architect dissolves into jagged bolts of fulminating brilliance which burst into the air, racing away in all directions. Falmiis's eyes sparkle with amusement. With a sigh, Zyphora says, "Ah." Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter laughingly says, "How very unkind of Him!" Zyphora says, "We do not have to kill anything after all." Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark says, "Well, hello mortals!" Archmage Falmiis Shevat says, "Well, it could have been worse." Yehn bows respectfully to Garnuk. Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter says to Garnuk, "It is a pleasure to meet you, good sir Garnuk. Welcome to the Plane of Air." Archmage Falmiis Shevat says to Garnuk, "Greetings." Ayisdra ponders the situation. Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark says, "Thank you." The tension in her posture abating, Zyphora says, "Greetings, Lord Ephemeral. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Zephyr Aelanahi whispers to Falmiis, "What's an ephemeral?" Zyphora smiles and says, "Is this to be your new place of residence, or would you like a tour of the city of Hallifax?" Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter whispers to Aelanahi, "A servant of the Elder Gods." Comprehension flashes across Aelanahi's face. Tapping against his bubble, Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark says, "I would!" Aelanahi curtseys gracefully before Garnuk. Zyphora says, "And anyone else who would like to share in the tour." Sloshing waves against his bubble's membrane, Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark says, "You must be my new mortal friends." Zyphora says, "Indeed. Please consider us helpful sources of information should you have questions." Before the Matrix. Banks of clouds roil about here. There are 11 cylindrical chairs of transparent crystal here. Encircling the area, a wide crystalline table sits upon a line of balustrades here. A statue of Elostian stands here, memorialising His noble spirit. There are 23 Sentinel Deputy Commissars here. The graceful, translucent form of a bird of paradise dances in the air, the insubstantial image shifting through a constant stream of vivid colours. Radiating with an incandescent brilliance, the Matrix floats within the circular walkway, slowly turning and revealing flowering geometric patterns. Wind whipping through his wings, Fraesic Sunfar, Keeper of the Matrix is here, face upturned to the chill breeze. Colourful and exotic to behold, a jewel-toned paradise parrot preens diaphanous wings of cloud gossamer here, sweeping brushstrokes of rainbow colours dancing about her form. Yehn, M.TS is here. She wields a turquoise void blaster in her left hand and a tower shield of the Matrix in her right. She is surrounded by one reflection of herself. Orbiting around her head are several spinning crystals. Archmage Falmiis Shevat is here, wreathed in crackling bolts of icy white lightning. He wields a golden whip of the pious in his left hand and a tower shield of the Matrix in his right. He is surrounded by one reflection of himself. Doman is here, pondering thoughtfully. He wields a sandstone-framed hourglass in his left hand and a sleek beam generator in his right. Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter is here, surrounded by clouds. She wields a glowing powerstone in her left hand and a delicate crystal staff in her right. She is surrounded by one reflection of herself. Emeritus Ayisdra Ysav'rai is here, surrounded by clouds. He wields a delicate crystal staff in his left hand and a yellowed leather sling in his right. Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark is here, wreathed in divine fire. Zephyr Aelanahi is here. She is surrounded by one reflection of herself. You see exits leading northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest. (Hallifax): Garnuk says, "Greetings tasty mortals!" Yehn, M.TS murmurs, "T-tasty..?" (Hallifax): Falmiis says, "It is a shame we repealed that article preventing consumption of mortal flesh." Doman flashes Yehn a joyous smile. Yehn bows respectfully to Doman. Tapping against his bubble, Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark says, "Oh do not worry." Doman blinks incredulously at Garnuk. (Hallifax): Sylandra says, "Greetings, Comrade Garnuk. Though the law that prevented us from eating dishes based on shards is no longer upheld, you ought to know that doing so is still frowned upon in most social circles." Sloshing waves against his bubble's membrane, Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark says, "You mortals are friends and not food." Doman chuckles long and heartily. Aelanahi smiles softly. Doman tosses a package of meat to Garnuk, and he catches it nimbly. Sylandra acknowledges the point with a grave nod of her head. Yehn, M.TS whispers to Doman, "We found... or um, a robed person found a bubble shark on the air plane..." (Hallifax): Garnuk says, "I have been given strict instructions that the mortals of Hallifax are friends and not food. Do not worry yourselves." Garnuk consumes a package of meat leisurely, seeming to enjoy every bite. Tapping against his bubble, Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark says, "Yummy." Lady Sylandra Shevat, Auspice of Winter says, "Lord Zvoltz quite literally fished an ephemeral from the clouds." Doman Trueflight, Mystic Visionary says, "Well, that's quite the feat, all I ever catch is trout." Sloshing waves against his bubble's membrane, Garnuk, the Floating Goblin Shark says, "I am a Goblin shark, not a bubble shark." Doman Trueflight, Mystic Visionary says, "And they never talk." (Hallifax): Sylandra says, "Marvelous! We shall extend that same courtesy to yourself." Archmage Falmiis Shevat says to Garnuk, "If you are looking for food, I know a couple of cities in the south that would be perfect. Or perhaps you like your food a bit leafy? I know a forest that could suit your needs too."

Ilian · February 2016

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