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[smithofwainola]

During the long months of winter, Ilmarinen has kept busy (and warm) with work in his forge. He has finer tools, now, and he has gotten better at destroying any of the mistakes that have tried to run away or kill him. Sometimes, though, he simply can't tell when a work has gone rogue

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[ayrie_spirit]

Ariel is a curious sprite, and since he can feel a trace of the magic around the items he decides to poke around. The first item he picks up is a very pretty ring.

No, it's not the brightest thing he's ever done.

A few moments later, a young, attractive, very human young man puts the ring on his finger to see how it fits. It fit well, so he left it on and wandered off to poke around the weird mansion.

Mun: Oooh, too many ideas to choose from! You win life. This is, by the way, a return of one of my old favorites: Aaron Johnson, an exotic dancer who goes by Ariel on stage.

[topofadmiration]

Miranda is poking about herself, an activity she has yet to tire of even after months in the mansion. Passing Ariel, she pauses a moment, frowning a little. He looks familiar, which is strange considering she knows no humans from her former life, save her father.

[ayrie_spirit]

He catches her looking at him and finds her vaguely familiar as well, though he can't quite place her. He waves and laces his fingers together behind his head. "H'llo."

[topofadmiration]

"Sir," she says, looking him up and down. "What are you, sir?" she asks, made bold by her curiosity.

[youngandhealthy]

Molly really should know better, but there's too much of the magpie in her temperament. She selects a beautiful little gold ring set with a ruby, and it promptly makes her mute.

...this may present a bit of a problem, but she's not yet had occasion to notice.

[le_desirous]

"What've you got there, helyes?"

[youngandhealthy]

She opens her opens her mouth to say and no sound comes out. This brings her up short, and she looks very puzzled.

[le_desirous]

A quick lift of the eyebrows. "Are you all right?"

[time_willdecide]

The twins know better than to mess with any sort of food left out in the mansion, but they don't expect anything to happen with these items. One lifts a sword, critiquing the weight and balance, but before he can comment on it to his brother, the brother is gone and the face of the twin holding the sword is colder, harder, emptier, with an edge of madness behind his eyes. Pityafinwe's memories of his time in the mansion aren't gone, but he knows that Telufinwe is long dead, burned with the ships at Losgar, leaving the surviving twin heartbroken and alone. Pityafinwe gives the sword a swing or two and nods to himself, pleased with the way it feels in his hand.

Mun: I'm such a horrible person. I feel like I should be apologizing for this. XD

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar walks in from outside and notices a knife that catches his eye. Giving a handwave to the twin and not registering how odd it is that he's alone, he picks up the knife and examines it.

His hand goes white knuckled as he knows the future and trembles, remembering the burnt, ruined forms of wife and son, the utter, cold, cruelty in Daemon's eyes, watching his father suffer and being helpless...

And the rest of it. Jaenelle - falling, broken, gone - the scepter shattered -

The hard crack of the handle splitting is very loud and very nearly the only sound he can hear through the roaring in his ears.

[time_willdecide]

Pityo returns the wave absently as he takes a closer look at the workmanship of the blade, but he looks up quickly at the sound of the shattering knife hilt. Pityo knows that look. He sets down the sword and takes a step towards him. "Lucivar?"

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar turns his head slowly to look at Pityo, his eyes slightly glazed, trying to fight through a haze of confused anger and fear and gut-tearing, bitter sadness.He doesn't know that she's alive, still.

It takes a long time to find the name. "Pityo," he says in a very soft voice.

[cuddlemequeen]

Kalush sees a small ring and picks it up, only to have it snatched by curious Arianna, who slips it on. The pair vanishes for just a moment and then reappears, Arianna muddy and wailing, face streaked with tears, Kalush shaking and holding onto her daughter tightly, mouth set in a grim, harsh line.

[ofthewildwolves]

Firekeeper walks by the table and notices the shiny. She's not vain or interested in jewelry, but it is pretty, so she picks one up and examines it.

There's an odd sort of wrenching feeling and she drops the ring and hastily backs away, automatically trying to flick to wolf shape.

Nothing happens. She can't change. She's locked in a human body again. She throws back her head and howls, tries to call for Mabon, but finds that she cannot remember the language of wolves, not even a shred. Human. For Firekeeper, it feels like a death sentence. How will she find Mabon and speak to him like this?

[andparisfell]

Jacob sees Firekeeper and smiles, walking over to her and waving. He's much smaller than he was when she last saw him, but he doesn't know that. He also doesn't know that he's lost his wolf-shape too, due to the collar around his neck.

"Hey!"

[ofthewildwolves]

She looks up, her eyes wide and rather - stunned. "Jacob?" She says, questioning, still feeling a little wobbly. This is impossible. It shouldn't be happening.

[andparisfell]

"Firekeeper, hey -- are you okay?" Jacob steps closer to her, concerned.