Seneschal Aerys Zayah says, "Right, here goes nothin'."

Vasnier gently places his hand upon the forehead of Aerys, invoking the White Hart to grant her wisdom and truth. Eyes closing momentarily, an emerald halo flickers about Aerys's head.

Rika snorts and snuffles at the air through a ridiculous pig nose.

Wobou leaves to the north.
With a flap of its leather wings, a large wyvern glides off to the north.

Aerys steps towards the Moonhart Mother Tree and places her hands on it, sending a shower of silvery leaves cascading around her as the branches grow brittle and dry from the strain. Pale silvery moonlight swirls around her and the air fills with the thrumming of power. The shimmering, ethereal forms of the Great Spirits briefly fill the air around the Moonhart Mother Tree, chief among them Mother Moon and the White Hart, as Aerys is suffused by incredible powers, and rises as a Vernal Ascendant!
A new Ascendant rises! By decree of Seneschal Aerys and with full support of the Moonhart Circle, let it be known that the Free Collective of Serenwilde has this day imbued Aerys with the energies of the Moonhart Mother Tree, raising a Vernal Ascendant!

A leaf falls from the Moonhart Mother Tree and floats gently to the ground, turning to mulch.

Lynn's eyes widen in disbelief as she softly exclaims, "Whoa."

(Serenwilde): Sadie says, "Uh."

Turnus arrives from the north.

As the sun passes below the horizon's edge, Mother Night unveils her terrible, shadowy beauty, spreading darkness across the land.

Opening his mouth wide, Rivius gapes in wonder.

The features of Raeri begin to shift and change until he transforms into Wobou.
A kephera nature warder clasps his hands and bows respectfully before Wobou.

Wobou takes a long drag off his pipe.

Occasional raindrops fall on your head as the drizzle continues.

You suddenly perceive the vague outline of an aura of rebounding around Wobou.

Rika Talnara says, "I hope you are truly prepared."

Wobou leaves to the north.
A kephera nature warder clasps his hands and bows as Wobou leaves.

Vasnier flaps his arms madly.

Ryylaet claps his hands together merrily.

Dreaming Druid, Vasnier Zayah, Hierophant of the Hartstone says, "Wait, what?"

Turnus peers about himself unscrupulously.

(Serenwilde): Sadie says, "Where was the ceremony?"

You say, "Huh?"

You see the following people here:
Aerys, Rivius, Rika, Lynn, Ryylaet, Turnus, Vasnier, Mabsy, Lehki

Argent moonlight pierces the blue glow of the Flame of dae'Seren upon Aerys, enshrouding her momentarily in a silver mantle.

You say, "Well that was anti-climatic and unexpected."

(Serenwilde): Rika says, "Your fete was the ceremony."

(Serenwilde): Everiine says, "Apparently, we did not have one. I miss it."