Before they set out, Findorus’ regaled everyone with the highlights from The Tale of the Broken Heart. Since the story revolved at least in some ways around the Lady in the White Well, they decided it would be a good idea when they reached the correct point in the story to seek her out, to maybe cut off one avenue of success of the Dark Fabulist. After that, they’d try asking around in the area and trying to discover more of the Dark Fabulists plans, and see where things went from there.
Their plans decided, they all went to sleep and began to dream. Varigate pulled them slowly into the Feywild, while Echo tried to direct them to the right story, and Findorus tried to draw them to the right time, before the events of the story unfolded. With so many people they were bringing this time, things were more difficult than their test as they were feeling pulled in several directions at once, with each one’s thoughts and needs striving for direction. In the end, Varigate was able to keep everyone together and they ended up on a road, surrounded by fields of woody briar. Having arrived all facing one direction, they figured that would be the best way to go, and set off.
After a short while of walking, they came upon a crossroads, wherupon they saw a giant Warg running towards them. As it seemed to notice them, it slowed down to a trot and approached them confidently, but not aggressively. After some introductions, it seemed they were encountering a dreamer, who made his way somehow into the Feywild proper. As it turns out, he was a middle-aged hobgoblin named Rezso. He had escaped his family’s ruin, and was eking out an existence, but not doing what he loved to do…train and care for warbeasts. It had been years since he spent time with them, and he was finding this strange dream invigorating, as he could somehow transform into one here, giving him new insight while wearing their skin. Varigate offered him the opportunity to resume his dream if he could just make his way to Ancamir, a proposition to which he was delighted and thankful. As he turned to go, Varigate gently pushed him out of the Feywild, back into his dreams. The next morning Rykin (who introduced himself to Rezso as You may call me Al-Sahim in draconic) sent him a Message, making sure that he remembered the salient points of the dream, and that he should make his way to Ancamir, a town in the Dwarven Kingdom of Sharbizdin.
A short while later, the party found themselved in Thornvale, at the Inn of the Green Griffon (a surprisingly common establishment in all the worlds). While they ate and talked, Echo regaled the Inn Keep with tales of the outside, beginning to attract townspeople who heard the commotion and came to join in. As evening came, the larger crowd began to mingle, and Findorus noticed a man that could only be Wilmer, the Brass Dragon’s human guise. He went over to introduce himself to him and start up a conversation. They spoke of small topics, seeming to generally get along well, but when they were to depart, Findorus gave him some words of prophecy, warning him that True Love is sometimes difficult, and must be fought for. He found the statement curious…but vowed that he would think upon these words. Echo and Korrang, meanwhile were being questioned by various people and merchants, trying to find some hidden meaning as to why a Lord of Astrazalia and the Coral Court would be in such a place (as they believed such an event must have some import).
Realizing that all good quests begin in a tavarn, and start out in the morning, the group went on to have one of their most restful sleeps in a long time. In the morning they began to look for the White Well, heading towards Deepwood to the north. While travelling there, Korrang, as usual, was continually mapping their travals, though had little hopes that his maps of the Feywilid would be accurate in any sense of the word, when he discovered something most unusual. His maps seemed to be subtly changing as time went on. If he marked the group on the map, the next day when they’d left that place, the mark was ghostly and washed out. He would later find that his maps seem to shift and shrink or expand slightly as the landscape did to encompass the stories being played out. He was disturbed and fascinated to see how this would play out…
Their travel through the Deepwood seemed to be Auspicious TIming™. It seemed that they would reach the White Well on the night of the Full Moon, both significant to the Lady, and to Findorus and his Moonblades. Upon reaching that eventful night, they searched farther, and around midnight, saw the White Well shining brightly in a clearing. They came and introduced themselves to the Well, and stated their purpose. At the end, Varigate took a ring that his wife had made, and threw it into the well, saying that He offered it freely without return in exchange for the hospitality of the forest, and that it was made by his wife. Soon after she arose from the Lake, and greeted them all. After talking some with her, she was deeply concerned with the story they were telling her, and vowed that she would be vigilant. She said that she had heard the Dark Fabulists name mentioned on the wind, but had not turned her attention to him as of yet, but she would commune with the Moon this evening and see what information she could glean that would help set their path, as it was in her nature to set people upon their Destiny. Findorus also chose to tell her, that it was his Destiny, he believed, to see her freed from her curse, or to see the conditions of that curse fulfilled so that she might be free from her emprisonment. She looked at his strangely then and said…“I cannot say that this is not in your Destiny…and that is passing strange. Destinies cling to you like dew; There are so many paths before you that I cannot see them all or where they lead. However, I do know one thing, and I feel that I must fulfill Prophecy.” In the Feywild, Findorus had at first always called himself “One Whom the Moon Knows is Blessed by Destiny”, and she felt that that name was given tonight in light of the Full Moon. She asked for his Moon Blades and stepped into the White Well, proclaiming, “”/characters/findorus" class=“wiki-content-link”>Findorus, One of my many names is Destiny, and I would like to choose you as my Knight and representative to the Court of Stars. Let your Moon Blades show that you have my Blessing this night", as she dipped his Moon Blades into the water of Well, and drawing them out gleaming brightly. After this she bid them depart nearby so that she may commune with the Moon and learn of their paths. That evening, even more importantly than usual, Findorus meditated under the light of the full Moon.
In the morning, Varigate conspired to have a secret conversation with Echo, through the use of Echo’s telepathic gifts from Khirad. Varigate was conjecturing that…perhaps FIndorus would free her from her Imprisonment, because HE was the Lady’s True Love™. And…since Varigate was sometimes a little too blunt, perhaps Echo should nudge Findorus into finding out more about her and perhaps striking up a conversation. Echo seemed to at least agree in principle, so spoke to Findorus about the new duties the Lady imposed upon him, and that perhaps it would be a good idea to discover more about what his new Patron might be like or what things she felt were important. Findorus agreed, and had recently been realizing that, during the day, he could see the Lady sitting by the edge of her Well, dipping her fingers into it’s clear water. No one else seemed to be able to see her, and he got the impression that this was sort of an open invitation, so he went over to chat with her. They Lady always is interested in hearing tales of the outside, since she can’t leave her Well, and was even more interested in hearing about the life of her new Knight from his own lips. She also spoke of her own hopes and dreams, and the things she would like to do upon leaving the Well…someday. After much pleasant conversation, she begged off saying that she must consider the things she learned the previous night if she were to be able to guide them truly when she saw them all again this evening.
That evening when she met them, first thing she said was that she had a gift for Varigate wife. She said that she knows the gift was given freely, but she would see that such a skilled craftsman was given material commensurate with their skill. She took a small filigreed silver box and handed it to Varigate, along with a warning: Until what is in the box is finished being made, it must never see the light of day, and only be worked on under moon, for it is an ingot of solid moonlight, and would surely melt away in the light of the sun. Varigate again expressed that she had no need to give him anything in return, but he accepted graciously and expressed again that perhaps, when the time came, she could Use the ring (implying that it might be used as her wedding ring). She was taken aback by this, displaying a moment of surprise that is rarely seen. She recovered and then went on to tell the party that she believed that she has discovered that the Dark Fabulist has his sanctuary somewhere to the East int he mountains, perhaps a Keep or Cave, but that he has also sent minions to gather an ingredient from the Great Eagle King to the Northeast. She then became somewhat alarmed when she realized that Whisper had been behind Rykin all this time, and she was immediately filled with sternness and anger, outlining Whisper in an aura of silvery light causing him to cringe away. Rykin tried to explain the misunderstanding, and claimed fault in that he should have announced that Whisper was there when they entered, but neglected to mistakenly, but not out of any malice. She recovered and accepted his apology, though this event gave him some pause and a warning that a similar outcome might occur where he to neglect to mention the rich and powerful that he had brought a deadly invisible assassin into their presence. After this, The Lady said that she did realize one other thing, that there was one Destiny that she needed to lay at someone’s feet today. She will say that she had been given this in safekeeping, to hand it down to the person for whom it was foretold when she arrived. She realized now that this was Callie, and asked her to step forward, handing her a pendant. She seemed somewhat taken aback, but accepted the pendant gravely.
The group took their leave from the White Well and the Deepwood the next morning and discussed how they would proceed. It was decided that they should travel to Thornvale, to hear tales of the Great Eagle King, and to see how they should approach him. However, they felt that time was of the Essence, so Echo put forward the possibility of him taking them upon the Star Path to their destination. While it would be dangerous, it would be quick, and it would allow them to reach the heights of the Great Eagle King’s Domain without impossible amounts of climbing. As they entered town, Korrang was met by a courier, saying he had a package for him. Inside was a note from the Court of Coral, stating that it has come to the Court’s attention that he was seen to be out and about without proper clothing that befit his station, so the Court sent him this cloak as a gift. It was a Grey Rain Cloak, crafted from a rainy afternoon, and could be laid on the ground to form a pool of purest rainwater, but kept one dry when worn as a cloak. The group then split up, some going to the market, others tracking down information on the Great Eagle KIng so they might continue on their great venture.