NOOO, MY WYRM!

Veyrzhul stares at you with his silvery eyes.

You tell Hoaracle, the Forest Dreamer, "Hmm."

(House Aurendil): Veyrzhul says, "Hoa hmm."

The rustling of leaves and the murmur of wind through branches precedes the entry of Hoaracle, the Forest Dreamer.

Hoaracle puts His hands on His hips and goes "Hmmm!" at you.

Veyrzhul scratches his head looking for an idea.

"Eep!", Veyrzhul screams in fright.

Veyrzhul utters a deep, rumbling laugh.

(House Aurendil): You say, "I SENT HIM A TELL."

You look at Veyrzhul in disbelief as you shout, "Oh my GOD!"

Metamorphic Veyrzhul Val'Andra says, "Greetings, Lord Hoaracle."

Hoaracle, the Forest Dreamer says, "Hello, small ones."

Metamorphic Veyrzhul Val'Andra says, "What has my grandmother done this time?"

You blush furiously.

You laughingly say, "I'm sorry."

You say, "Eh, greetings, Lord."

You kneel before Hoaracle, swearing your allegiance to Him.

(House Aurendil): You say, "I swear Imma kill you Vey."

(House Aurendil): Veyrzhul says, "Hihii."

Hoaracle, the Forest Dreamer murmurs, "I wished to know what she was pondering."

(House Aurendil): Veyrzhul says, "Sorry, actually wanted to make you say something here."

(House Aurendil): Veyrzhul says, "HOA etc."

You say, "Ah, just the things I cannot understand."

Hoaracle, the Forest Dreamer says, "She told Me: hmm. Which means someone was thinking."

(House Aurendil): You say, "Oh wow, haha."

The God's arboreal face brightens. "The best kinds of things," He remarks.

You say, "I didn't think Your ears would be tuned to my humble thinkings."

Metamorphic Veyrzhul Val'Andra says, "Well, that might be a bold claim in her case, but I'll leave You and her to talk it out."

Veyrzhul gives the world a smart salute.

(House Aurendil): You say, "Vey wait!"

(House Aurendil): Veyrzhul (from the Aetherways) says, "Tihihi."

The Tabernacle of Shakiniel.

The sound of clashing swords strikes the air as Paladins spar deep within Aegis Keep.

(House Aurendil): Veyrzhul (from the Aetherways) says, "Awesome."

Your mouth turns up as your face breaks into a smile.

Hoaracle inhales deeply before releasing a loud rumble, producing a characteristic 'hoom' as the air leaves His lungs.

You sway back and forth.

You say, "You're..a Tree!"

(House Aurendil): You say, "I knew he was a Tree."

Hoaracle, the Forest Dreamer says, "Well, what sort of things are your thinkings of, small one? You -- er..."

Hoaracle glances askance.

Hoaracle, the Forest Dreamer says, "Mmm, I am quite tree-like, hoom. But most definitely not a tree!"

You give a trillingly melodic laugh.

You say, "I'm a bit flustered at the moment. I hear You don't like us watery kinds."

You say, "Though we're quite good for Nature! If You accept such.."

Hoaracle, the Forest Dreamer blinks slowly. "Oh?" the God rumbles with astonishment. "Whoever told you that I do not like you 'watery kinds'?"

(House Aurendil): Veyrzhul (from the Aetherways) says, "You'll never be able to defile the shrines without having a bad conscience!"

You say, "Oh, a rumour or two, hither and fro."

You wave your hand dismissively.

Ooh! That's cute, and somewhat sinister looking! He plans to assimilate us through His roots! The horror! Ok going to beat back the plant biologist in me, back to the corner where it belongs

evil tree words

What? Me? Assimilation is not my game! We all know who does that frightening borg business (coughcough Hallifax, Collective, Elostian if you forgot coughcough)! I just want to put my roots and get lots of sunlight and just ponder and be joyous.

Honest.

Would it be okay to call you Harold or Bob? ._.

Definitely Herbert. However if He starts to twitch and complains about things moving around in his stomach I'd stay away. Especially the Pyromancers.

As for interaction with Hoaracle sounds like fun. I miss fun with the Divine. Come back Isune. I'll... design Isune themed cookies... or something.

(Team): Narynth says, "Here's the plan."
(Team): Narynth says, "Targeting: Arcanis."

(It explains so much): Aeral says, "Anyone want to teach me some discipline?"

I love teaching resilience. Those of you who learned it know why.

Squire Velsi Vivalde, Ward of Malicia says, "I'm little, so I win the close to the ground argument."