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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Arknath" data-source="post: 899503" data-attributes="member: 2850">The conversation with your parents is an eager one on their end.  Again, for your stone-faced queen, it is an unusual sight.  Your king, on the other hand is eager to see the new land in which you have ventured.  Some of you remember the look of longing on his face as he assisted the queen on presiding over the ceremony to send you off to the new world. Rumor was that King Koreth desired to go along with the first group, but logic (and the queen) prevailed in convincing him otherwise.A royally splendid regiment of elven warriors arrived just on the outskirts of the felin camp hours after the initial communication was relayed to their majesties.  Conversing with the individual soldiers would inform you that there was one regiment always ready to enter the portal should any distress call come from you or your travelling companions.  These soldiers awaited in shifts and most were disappointed when the call did not come.The king and queen arrived amidst an entorouge of elves: priests, druids, personal handmaidens and courtiers.  The royal family new well the effect of first impressions and they surpassed every expectation you might have had regarding their communication of intents towards the felin people.  Chief Gilrias was overwhelmed at the splendor and grandeur of the elven people.  So much in fact that he literally stood with mouth agape as the royal procession walked right up to his humble hut and presented themselves to him.Queen Anoria bore a gift from the elven people to that of the mwenna tribe.  The queen moved in front of the great chieftain and presented him with an ornate carpet that demonstrated elven crafsmanship to the extreme.  When the chief looked at the gift in wonder, the queen politely (using Zyrial as a translator) instructed the chief to unroll the carpet on the ground and to stand on it.  When he did, the carpet lifted off the ground at a gentle speed, earning gasps from the felin onlookers.  The chief's wide-eyed expression told Anoria that the chief was not accustomed to such magics, and the chief muttered a broken "thank you" in common.The evening went as well as could be expected. Elven bards and dancers performed long into the night for thier more than gracious hosts.  There was plenty to eat and drink for all.  The elves had brought their finest wines and delicacies for their new friends in this strange lands.  Sweet meats, pastries and tropical fruits grown only in elven groves were presented to the felin with many smiles and returns for second helpings.  The evening went very well.Zyrial, Zykovian, Ulysses, Ellar and Felkhourn were hailed as heros and saviors of the elven race.  They were honored by elf and felin alike and did not want for company that night.  The felin proved to be quite festive as they delivered some equally harrying tales of adventure and life out in the deep forests of this land they called home.  Both felin men and women were not beyond sharing the evening with a newfound elven partner should they share a common interest  or attraction.  It was truly a party of epic preportions.[next day: Character actions for the following morning, please]</blockquote>

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