A faint, green scent arises from the surface of this small Font made of white marble streaked with deep blue. The stone is carved into a stylised shape vaguely floral in origin, though precisely which flower is left to the imagination. Laid precisely into the centre, a triangular mirror made of gold reflects the world in rich, rosy tones, casting each shadow and shape into vivid relief. A series of faint, interlocking lines add texture to the surface of the Font, subtly drawing the eye towards the mirror itself and all the possibility within.

Shaped to resemble a round scrying mirror, this symbol of Maylea, Bloom of Serenity, is framed in wood. Words in Ae arc across the symbol in flowing loops and whorls, spelling out verses and hymns that somehow fill the senses with peace although their meaning is beyond mortal perception. A shimmer of colour dances across the unknown phrases, clinging briefly to whatever touches the symbol. The mirror itself is rose gold rather than silver, giving it an inviting warmth and making the faint reflection of the world around the symbol a serene wash of colour. A flower has been etched against the gold, showing faintly within its depths.

Delicate black petals grow upon this still living rose, its subtle scent intoxicating. A multitude of deadly thorns spear from its stem, and small lines of dry blood trickle down its length. Silvery cobwebs dance their way over its form, so faint they are barely noticeable save for the glittering dew clinging to them. Its perfect figure is cold to the touch, only warmed by the blood of one foolish enough to grasp it.

Thorny briars of the rose bush form a protective barrier around the Font, shrouding it and the contents within their embrace. Elongated thorns jut from the bottom of the tangle abruptly, arching and twisting to form a multitude of legs upon which the Font sits on. The Font itself is comprised of interlocking wooden figurines of crows, so skillfully linked to each other that they form an impermeable bowl in which a dark liquid of unknown substances reside. The figurines are carved meticulously down to the last feather, and arranged thus that their ruby eyes glare piercingly out from among the thorny briar that shrouds them. A thin purplish haze shrouds the top of the Font, its thin veil failing to hide the Wyrden mists erupting from the bubbling liquid into the air before dissipating rapidly. Dark roses blossom beautifully all over the briar, their petals opened fully to cast their sweet fragrance into the air.

Does anyone have a description of the Crown of D'Varsha?

The Iron Key to the Infernal Machine clicks and clanks with a cacophony of mechanical noises, a trickle of crimson blood streaming from one of the eye sockets for a moment.

The Quintessential Mandala and the Gaudi one (Golden belt or something?) don't have ambients yet. At least the Mandala doesn't.

Actually, all of the Hallifax guards are silent and don't say anything when people enter or leave the room.

The guards are on purpose. Half of them are basically lobotomized automatons, anyway; it's all they can do to confirm orders via tells. Anyway, Elostian has stated that he doesn't like guard spam.

Which I'm glad about. I hate it too. When I play around on alts in other organizations, that's one of the most annoying things to me. And that Gaudiguch nexus keeper who rambles about stuff if you say another org's name? Annnnoooooying. It's bad enough that Fraesic has one word he gets all chatty about.

Which I'm glad about. I hate it too. When I play around on alts in other organizations, that's one of the most annoying things to me. And that Gaudiguch nexus keeper who rambles about stuff if you say another org's name? Annnnoooooying. It's bad enough that Fraesic has one word he gets all chatty about.

Fraesic not having an opinion about other organizations is actually an error.