[It takes her a few minutes to reach the grove after closing the bakery for the day. They can afford it and she's in no mood to be nice to people when one of her closest friends has just vanished overnight. Besides, she's absolutely sure that her brother needs her more than people need flour-based goods.
She spots him easily amongst the trees and is quick to put her wings away so that her aura doesn't blind Vax. Then she comes up beside him and wraps her arms around him in a giant hug.]
You know, you could almost be one of these trees with your getup.
[Vax wraps his arms around her to hug her back. Since Keyleth vanished he has been tending to the things left behind. There was no stardust. No beloved in a coma.
The tree that is the heart of the grove has grown tall enough he has to look up to see it. He sighs,] I know she’ll be back but it still.
I still. [It still feels like a yawning void within him. He closes his eyes.] So I thought I would keep up the work we were doing.
[She's not sure that she would be as calm as he is if Percy was gone.
Of course, since leaving Syngorn, she's been the hot fire burning quickly and hotly before smoldering for every to flare up again. He's been the slow, steady burn that rarely flares and always burns. It's a strange swap they've made as they've aged.
She watches his face, burying her own hurt to be his support. She knows that any of the others could leave and it would hurt, but not like this.]
She's always here. [She places a hand over his heart. It beats faster than it did when she checked in the Feywild, but she's not surprised this time to find that out.] And, well, you have the rest of us. I'm not Keyleth, but I love you a great deal, you know.
[They both know she would die for him if it would allow him to be happy, but she'd rather live for him.]
I suppose that means we'll just to help one another. Switch around some schedules. Have more drinking parties for a while.
Yeah, and if you don’t mind working with some trees. We could have some growth parties? [It ends in a question. Vax lifts his head and his wings manifest. The sunset colors. He’s just him.]
There’s never been any doubt you love me, stubby. I hurt but I’ll be okay. She will never leave my heart.
[He smiles then and sighs, gesturing around to the trees and plants around them.] And in a way I feel her here.
In every tree and plant growing in this grove. I planted the first one. My first druid magic.
Of course not. I might lose you amongst all the saplings, but that's the risk I run by dealing with you and trees.
[As if she'd say no to him. The two of them sitting in the grove and letting the trees just grow as they occasionally use Druidcraft to get them to excelerate? That might sound boring to anyone, but she loves being in the quiet of the trees and letting nature close in for a bit. It's been a long time since she's just been in the trees with Vax.]
Well, I'm glad because if you tried to replace her now, I might have to stab you myself. I have three sisters now and I refuse to add any more. Unless Grog somehow finds a woman he wants to settle down with.
[She frowns.]
No, wait. I have four. I forgot Cassandra. Don't tell Percy.
[Vex puts a hand on the tree nearest her, feeling a sense of peace and calm that only nature can really give and she sighs, feeling melancholic, but not like she'd cry.]
And I understand that. This entire area feels like Keyleth's magic, like when she's healing us or casting Polymorph. I'm glad that you got to make this place with her.
Me too. I understand now things I didn't know when we set out from that city all those years ago. [He lays his hand on another tree and the sense of peace washes over him. This stillness is not like the Matron but, it settles him all the same.]
I think I love it all now. Cities and forests. [And within the swirls of Keyleth's magic is the calm and peace Vax has come to know. Threads of it twist and sway as if caught by an unseen breeze. Sometimes ravens flutter and settle in the tree tops.
Vax takes a falling feather and offers it to his sister.] Do you want to see the first tree of the grove?
Well, brother, we were sixteen when we left. It's not like anyone knows anything at that age, even though most teenagers think they do. [They knew even less than some and their learning curve was pretty steep when it came to the other races and cities of Tal'dorei. But learn they did, learn, thrive and survive until they could learn how to actually live.]
You're not the only one. I might not love cities, but I don't really get much choice in the matter. I'm just lucky that Whitestone is in the middle of a forest that I can slip into if I'm overwhelmed.
[She doesn't even bring up here because everything is so weird that though her bakery is in Willow, the Keep is not and she prefers it that way. Best of both worlds.]
That's the one you planted together, right? Of course I do.
I made the seed and planted it. [Vax says as he steps to the side and gestures for her to follow. The grove is full of trees. Most of them have some growth on them as if they had been here for years.
But on a hill, over looking all sides of the grove is a hill with a large tree at the top. It’s a willow tree with long branches swaying in the wind. The bark is a grey color but the tree is healthy. It has a bit of the sense of the Matron about it. But, mostly the energy of a living healthy forest is all around them.]
[She likes to help plants grow, but she hasn't Druidcrafted anything into being. She'll have to think about that.
She doesn't really need him to pick out which one is the one he's influenced the most. The willow is obvious. It's pretty, but the ravens really give it away.]
Even in this grove, Her birds are just making themselves known.
I am her champion. I bet any trees you craft will glow with the light of the sun. Even at night.
[He grins at her. As he motions for her to follow him up the hill. While he walks he keeps talking. The Grove is a place he dearly loves.] And if you want to plant something here, it’s as much my grove as it is yours, sister.
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Date: 2023-02-15 02:29 pm (UTC)[It takes her a few minutes to reach the grove after closing the bakery for the day. They can afford it and she's in no mood to be nice to people when one of her closest friends has just vanished overnight. Besides, she's absolutely sure that her brother needs her more than people need flour-based goods.
She spots him easily amongst the trees and is quick to put her wings away so that her aura doesn't blind Vax. Then she comes up beside him and wraps her arms around him in a giant hug.]
You know, you could almost be one of these trees with your getup.
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Date: 2023-02-15 04:27 pm (UTC)The tree that is the heart of the grove has grown tall enough he has to look up to see it. He sighs,] I know she’ll be back but it still.
I still. [It still feels like a yawning void within him. He closes his eyes.] So I thought I would keep up the work we were doing.
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Date: 2023-02-19 04:01 am (UTC)Of course, since leaving Syngorn, she's been the hot fire burning quickly and hotly before smoldering for every to flare up again. He's been the slow, steady burn that rarely flares and always burns. It's a strange swap they've made as they've aged.
She watches his face, burying her own hurt to be his support. She knows that any of the others could leave and it would hurt, but not like this.]
She's always here. [She places a hand over his heart. It beats faster than it did when she checked in the Feywild, but she's not surprised this time to find that out.] And, well, you have the rest of us. I'm not Keyleth, but I love you a great deal, you know.
[They both know she would die for him if it would allow him to be happy, but she'd rather live for him.]
I suppose that means we'll just to help one another. Switch around some schedules. Have more drinking parties for a while.
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Date: 2023-02-21 05:38 pm (UTC)There’s never been any doubt you love me, stubby. I hurt but I’ll be okay. She will never leave my heart.
[He smiles then and sighs, gesturing around to the trees and plants around them.] And in a way I feel her here.
In every tree and plant growing in this grove. I planted the first one. My first druid magic.
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Date: 2023-03-01 07:48 am (UTC)[As if she'd say no to him. The two of them sitting in the grove and letting the trees just grow as they occasionally use Druidcraft to get them to excelerate? That might sound boring to anyone, but she loves being in the quiet of the trees and letting nature close in for a bit. It's been a long time since she's just been in the trees with Vax.]
Well, I'm glad because if you tried to replace her now, I might have to stab you myself. I have three sisters now and I refuse to add any more. Unless Grog somehow finds a woman he wants to settle down with.
[She frowns.]
No, wait. I have four. I forgot Cassandra. Don't tell Percy.
[Vex puts a hand on the tree nearest her, feeling a sense of peace and calm that only nature can really give and she sighs, feeling melancholic, but not like she'd cry.]
And I understand that. This entire area feels like Keyleth's magic, like when she's healing us or casting Polymorph. I'm glad that you got to make this place with her.
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Date: 2023-03-03 08:17 pm (UTC)I think I love it all now. Cities and forests. [And within the swirls of Keyleth's magic is the calm and peace Vax has come to know. Threads of it twist and sway as if caught by an unseen breeze. Sometimes ravens flutter and settle in the tree tops.
Vax takes a falling feather and offers it to his sister.] Do you want to see the first tree of the grove?
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Date: 2023-03-03 10:55 pm (UTC)You're not the only one. I might not love cities, but I don't really get much choice in the matter. I'm just lucky that Whitestone is in the middle of a forest that I can slip into if I'm overwhelmed.
[She doesn't even bring up here because everything is so weird that though her bakery is in Willow, the Keep is not and she prefers it that way. Best of both worlds.]
That's the one you planted together, right? Of course I do.
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Date: 2023-03-08 03:49 pm (UTC)But on a hill, over looking all sides of the grove is a hill with a large tree at the top. It’s a willow tree with long branches swaying in the wind. The bark is a grey color but the tree is healthy. It has a bit of the sense of the Matron about it. But, mostly the energy of a living healthy forest is all around them.]
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Date: 2023-03-10 04:35 am (UTC)[She likes to help plants grow, but she hasn't Druidcrafted anything into being. She'll have to think about that.
She doesn't really need him to pick out which one is the one he's influenced the most. The willow is obvious. It's pretty, but the ravens really give it away.]
Even in this grove, Her birds are just making themselves known.
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Date: 2023-03-11 10:25 pm (UTC)[He grins at her. As he motions for her to follow him up the hill. While he walks he keeps talking. The Grove is a place he dearly loves.] And if you want to plant something here, it’s as much my grove as it is yours, sister.