Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

A trio of brown-clad visitors make their way through the narrow gorge towards the village and pause just as they enter the central glade wherein the village of En Dharasha Everae resides. One of them threw herself to her knees upon arrival and loudly exclaimed "Aillesel Seldarie!" and lifted her hands into the air in praise to the elven pantheon. Her visage immediately revived and her countenance brightened as she beheld the place, and, while hardly an Evermeet, it did revive in her that suppressed and gentle throb for hearth and home.

She exchanged words with the other two briefly before starting to wander around looking for one of the village authorities to talk to, her golden hair and high Elven tone of voice more than likely betraying her origins from the Green Isle.

The three did not linger so close for long. Shortly after, they made their way back to the roots of the great tree not far from the village.

The man comes and goes, leaving the other two lurking in the gloom (though the elf often moves around, though not very far). The smaller of them, wrapped in a brown cloak several sizes too large, passes the time by nibbling an occasional piece of food from a nearby basket and sack, and picking at a nightmarish tangle of sticks pulled out of a box, though the sticks being chosen or left alone seem arbitrary in the choice.

Rarely, the cloaked person is seen writing on a parchment with an eagle-feather quill.

Nai's gesture of kindness is met with wary watchfulness, and it takes some coaxing for the cowled figure to accept the delicious food. The person lets the elven druidess speak at length, making no attempt to interject.

By the end of it, the eyes that follow Nai's departure have an edge of curious regret to them.

Several days following Nai's visit and offer, the cowled figure is once more seen stepping to the outskirts of the village, accompanied by the grey-clad elfess and a clean-shaven, though quite familiar, man. Contrary to the elf and man, the smaller figure seems very nervous under the eyes of the rangers present despite the elf's attempts to calm the person down.

Nonetheless, the person remains, clearly ill-at-ease but somehow determined to stay and be known under the eyes of those watching.

The golden haired elf re-entered En Dharasha Everae carrying a bag of what could be interpreted as all of her most valued possessions in addition to a magnificent white staff adorned with a glowing stone. She approaches Elder Endrain and properly introduces herself this time.

"Greetings, cousin. My name is Aeili, originally from the Isle of Evermeet. I wish to seek solace and healing here in your fair village for a time, in accompaniment of my dear friend whom I believe some here have already met," she says, vaguely referring to the human woman known as Sparrow. "The druid Ivan may have already mentioned these things to you."

"As a priestess of Mystra I am willing to lend my assistance to any arcane tasks that your village requires in repayment of your good graces towards me and my dear friend."

She then waits for him to summon the other elders or do whatever it is he needs to do to make his decision regarding the two of them.

Snarfy wrote:The moon elf, which some residents would clearly recognize as Sjinn (or Jassin, depending on the resident in question), would query the beardless man sidelong if Laisren or Luthien still resided there as he gazed about in wonder.

After a while Sjinn would be informed that Cormiira Luthien has left for the Ardeep Forest, many months ago. When asking about Laisren, there are moments of pause after the question being asked. Eventually he would be told that Laisren visits the village regularly but does not stay as long as he used to. A tragic event in the High Moors is mentioned but most refuse to say more about it, asking Sjinn to meet with Laisren if he wants to learn more.

Invoker wrote:After discussing with the Archdruid, the dark clad figure is seen heading towards the Arcane Study, gripping a parchment delivered by the nature's servant himself in his gloved fist.

Only a few hours later, the mage strides out, walking with unusually hastened pace towards Mendel, Nai and Ithilwen, still gathered in the village.

Those close enough to hear him would understand he seems to have found some answers.

The first mage of Dharasha can be seen conversing with Kael, Nai and Mendel for a while. Afterwards she walked past the cowled figure, her cold demeanor slighty cracked by a sincere smile towards the hooded woman as she continued to walk towards the arcane study.

Tsidkenu wrote:
"As a priestess of Mystra I am willing to lend my assistance to any arcane tasks that your village requires in repayment of your good graces towards me and my dear friend."

She then waits for him to summon the other elders or do whatever it is he needs to do to make his decision regarding the two of them.

A black robed figure addresses the elven priestess with a blank tone:

"If you want to discuss about the arcane, perhaps you should speak with First Mage Ithilwen. The Elders do not concern themselves with such matters...not least because they are wise enough to know their knowledge of the subject is minimal."

And then he slowly turns away, walking towards the inner village

*Nai can be seen looking very worried and weary as she is seen tending to the crops and the flora and fauna of Misty Forest. It is evident the events of late are taking a toll on her. She looks as if she hasn't slept in weeks, and Mendel can attest to her restless reverie. She can be heard saying to Mendel that the balance has been disrupted and that it worries her greatly and that she afraid to go to the grove alone.*

The cloaked and cowled figure lingers near the tiny waterfall and large tree near Deacon's home, remaining aloof and rarely making eye contact, let alone any form of dialogue. The person is best likened to an animate Dharashan village decoration.

Occasionally, one could see the person nibbling on a piece of leaf-wrapped bread, or two mirrors being examined in the gloved hands.

*if she lets her, Nai would bring her some more food , at least one nice meal a day to care for the little scared bird. Offering her friendship, protection and companionship best she knows how since she remembers being like her when she first arrived in these civilized lands.*