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  1. Kalmuli jumped a little when someone approached from behind. She couldn't sense things as exact as she normally could with the yokai around. Turning around, the bells on the cat mask jingling, she reached to it and slipped it up so she could see who was speaking better. They were another yokai, most likely under Akako's employ by the way that they spoke and asked. She would manage a smile, sitting mask atop her head to give the female a small nod. "Ah yes...I'm another Queen Regent...or was. I'm more of a Queen Regent Substitute."Kalmuli answered, awkwardly fiddling with the end of her side ponytail. "I thought I would come to visit...and I was asking Mr. Monk here for a bit of a prayer for someone back home." She stopped fiddling. "Though, I suppose amongst yokai, monks are quite intimidating aren't they? I will have to hold off a prayer for another time then."Kalmuli would step away from the monk to join the side of the falcon envoy. "Should you be in Weland or Altissium Bay, Mr. Monk, feel free to visit. I wouldn't mind the company." Giving the falcon yokai a small bow, Kalmuli would dismiss herself and go back to waiting for a chance to speak with Akako. On the way through, her eyes passed over the Dragon Emperor and his Empress, giving a small bow as they passed as a courtesy before continuing on to stand in the well-worn spot where others had stood to greet. Looking down, her wooden shoes barely filled in space where the man stood before. Kei, who had been following along with her at her side, stood to her right and tapped his spear to make a small announcement. "Substitute Queen Regent Kalmuli of Altissium, Akako-sama." @Akako Akari @Twitterpated @Tenkai Matsumoto @Voldemort
  2. Priscilla leaned in to look at some of his notes about the monument. As tragic as the event it symbolized was, she knew to be able to remember it would be a wise lesson for the future. "Mm...What if instead of self-supporting plants, what if they were part of the stone and metal itself? That way it's less maintenance. In the hands, there could be a place to put incense for people visiting."She explained, grabbing a bit of parchment to sketch it out quickly. Her face and ears turned a little red, her cool grey eyes moving to look at him. She would smile, nodding. "Of course...I want to make it good too. Enough that thousands will want to come to see it and maybe make donations to help restore the mountain."She said, reaching over and taking his hand. "The Mt. Egon elemental...he was really gentle while he was asleep. Volcanos make the land and the soil rich...everything benefits from being around one. Mages too, working with fire spirits and elementals can make spells a lot stronger."
  3. There was another reason for keeping Luis busy. Kalmuli wanted to judge his character a little more as well as keep him distracted from the problems at home. The fact that Port Mars had been destroyed but also it was the cause of an Uldwar...it was a hard hit from two sides. Outside the storm was raging on outside, Kalmuli watching from the patio door with Priscilla with Luis while he worked on researching for the memorial. The Founder had much to consider...one was that she would need to speak to the Emperor. That itself was going to be difficult to arrange a meeting. Two was getting emergency resources to the Miseral branch of the Weaver Academy and to the surrounding towns. Three...would be figuring out what to do with Mia. What she had done couldn't go unpunished by mage standards. Another roll of thunder rattled the windows. Priscilla was going through some of the books Luis had picked out, flipping through examples of memorials long past that didn't look to be of Valucre origins. "So many options...I like what they did for the Makatak Celestial Memorial though. They took fire from where Makatak, a sky god, fell to earth and used it to light a human-shape so the light made it look like it shone through the cracks."She pointed out the image to Luis. "I remember Headmaster Ingrid saying that the fire elemental loved incense. Fragrant herbs and such..."
  4. Kalmuli rose from her seat, approaching him and putting her hands on his shoulders. He was a skinny kid, nearly her height but would probably soon well tower over in a year or so. She gave them a bit of a rub. "Not everyone...just the ambitious ones. You aren't a bad person Luis...I think you take more after your mother in that regard."She said, reaching up to smooth out his hair. "At least you get to keep your hair." It was a light joke but she would, in an awkward way, take him into an embrace. "Do good to the world and the world will give you good things back...When we go back to Misral, we'll work on getting it back to normal."Kalmuli said, patting his back. "I'm going to talk to the Emperor to see about getting emergency support...who knows, the burden of Lordship out of your family's hands may do some good. We shall see..." The elf let him go. "For now, work hard in your studies. I would look into some architectural books here in the library, get some ideas for later and practice on some of the stone in the lower level."She said before she jumped a little when there was a little thunder that made the windows in the house rattle. Already the other students were filing in, covered in sand from collecting the training equipment.
  5. Kalmuli smiled just a little at that. At least Mia sounded like she was a bit of a daddy's girl in that regard but considering just what Oscar has done and what Mia was doing...it was a toxic relationship. She would gesture for Luis to join her inside the house, going into the library area and sitting down in one of the comfortable clover-backed chairs. Crossing her legs, she laced her fingers together with her elbows resting on the arms of the chair itself. "The Emperor...yes I remember him."She said, recalling the ball where she had stolen his scotch. She smirked. Well, this would be fairly easy. Kalmuli would look back to Luis. "I will be blunt, Luis...your sister, as well as some other swordsmen, have killed the Elemental inside Mt. Egon...it's caused an eruption...Port Mars is in ruins."She said clearly. "As far as I am aware, your family is unharmed as well as the school."She sat back further. "Though now that the elemental is gone...there is going to be an environmental backlash. One that I am going to speak to the Emperor about and find new leadership for Port Mars." She would exhale. "I have a personal request though for you...I'd like for you to help arrange a memorial for the Mt. Egon Elemental...as well as the people who perished from the eruption. I was impressed with your biome design during the entrance exam...and I think it would be more suitable for an Uldwar to handle such a monument."
  6. Kalmuli walked in silence for a while before Luis asked her what she meant. She lowered her head a little in thought. "Well...less about Port Mars...but your sister Mia has come to my attention."She said as she led the way toward the winding stairs that lead back up to the house on the cliff. "I received word about her...but I wanted to get your opinion on her first. as her sibling. From what I understand, she's got some big ambitions." Kalmuli stood at the top of the stairs waiting for him to catch up. "Not to mention, I'd like to know a little bit more about the leadership in Port Mars. Who your father answered to as Lord, connections and the like. I may be making a rather...important decision."
  7. Kalmuli didn't say anything for a moment but when she could manage to, she looked back to Luis. Reaching back, she ruffled his mop of black hair and then looked back out to sea. "Yes...but it's something I would like to discuss with you privately."She said before turning back to the other students. "Everyone, please fasten down anything loose and prepare for the storm. Once you're done, head back inside. We've got about an hour before it arrives." Kalmuli would look to the Uldwar boy. "Come with me."She stated though made sure to smile. "Don't worry...you aren't in trouble but I have to ask you a few things about your home."
  8. Priscilla could see the excitement in his eyes that made her feel butterflies. He was ambitious in a good way...she loved it. Kalmuli would lead the flight around the mountain, easing everyone lower to the trees to head back to the beach. She herself slowed down to watch their descent, looking back to the oncoming storm. She froze, bringing a hand to her head. Someone was trying to contact her. Kalmuli touched her temple, shutting her eyes. 'Who is this...' 'Professor Munchour...Founder, we have a problem here in Misral.' 'What's going on? Where's Ingrid?' 'Gone to deal with the problem...Mt. Egon has erupted and according to the scryers, the cause is the building of a cap to try to pull the energy from the volcano itself. Ingrid has gone to deal with it but...it seems like the elemental who has resided there has been killed.' Kalmuli stiffened. She felt her face form into a scowl. 'Who...' 'An Uldwar child...Mia.' 'Tell everyone to keep safe and help where they can. I'll need to inform Luis and the other students.' The connection severed, Kalmuli catching up with her apprentices down on the beach. She would touch down on the sand easily, looking out to the sea with a solemn expression.
  9. Ingrid rose from her spot at the side of the construction site. She felt more secure that it would be halted and maybe even cease. Regardless of Mia's goals, there was still the issue of what her actions had caused. Looking down the side of the volcano, the forests were burning and the burning had spread to farmland, homes...eventually, it would flow out to the sea, forming new rock. Ingrid couldn't look back to the elemental. It hurt far too much...It was like watching a relative be executed for a crime of only doing what they were designed to do. The fire elemental had been a big influence on why she decided to stay at Port Mars. The strength of such a being combined with an old and ancient reverence to it kept her at peace and she knew her students would benefit from the mana that spread outward from it. Now that it would be gone, it would leave it an empty shell...the island would fail to flourish. The young academy Headmaster would look to the group of Oathsworn, feeling the heat of caldera and the static of the lightning strikes. A prickling tickle at her throat made her cough roughly, looking back. It was getting too dangerous to stay any longer and the sulfuric gas was suffocating. Covering her mouth, she escaped away from it coughing up a storm but getting a message out. "If you value your lungs, get away from the volcano as soon as you can."She said, her eyes watering. "It's turning the air acidic...you'll be spewing blood." Ingrid would stop to cough again, the smoke and air feeling thicker as the fighting went on. Soon the elemental would be dead and the true repercussions would take place. Hopefully, a little justice. "There are healers and medicine at the Weaver Academy...It's a large white building with tall towers...Bring your injured there."She said to the closest person before she descended the mountain, stopping when the fires flared up from the burning forest. Bringing her arm away from her face, she brought both of them forward, the ground warping and loosening to billow upward to smother it out to make a path down.
  10. In her native Escocia, the concept of people dancing with blades was a little different. Kalmuli watched them, having found a nice little spot in Akako's estate where most of the diplomats or others came to watch the show. Where they dance and fought with the blades, twirling and dancing around like acrobats, Escocian elves tended to dance more on top of them, twirling in skirts both male and females alike. She smiled, watching the romantic gestures and spins as the metal shone in the low lights. Kalmuli kept her little hand fan floating lazily in front of her, making a slight breeze. The combined body heat of the crowd made her a little warm. 'Makes me miss home a bit...or at least, Yakuda.'She pondered. Kalmuli lifted the mask away from her face to cool off a little. "Lovely..."She commented softly. She looked around at some of the other audience members, trying to spot a few more familiar faces though other than the monk and Akako...she was relatively alone. Her lips tightened into a thin line, relaxing to focus more on the night's entertainment.
  11. It had been eons since she had raised a child in infancy. It was lost sleep. It was dirty diapers, bottles after bottles, lots of laundry and little time. Kalmuli sat with Gin, bringing a warm washcloth to clean him up for bath time. He enjoyed always being close, cooing and singing sweetly while she washed him up. The one good thing was that his diarrhea had stopped as well as the fever, making him go from miserable to a total delight. Kalmuli watched him as he cooed, flapping his hands a little as he splashed around the bubbles. "Haha...you're too cute!"Kalmuli said as she picked him up out of the bath, wrapping him in a warm towel to hold and cuddle him in. "Ah Gin....It's blessing to have you around..."She said, Kalmuli drying him off and gently rubbing his ears. "At least you're feeling better. Think you'll let me get a few hours sleep tonight?" A little sleepy coo was her response. "Haha...good. I'm exhausted."Kalmuli sighed, kissing the top of his head and grabbing the clean clothes for him for the day. It was going to be fairly warm, so she dressed him a light yukata, slipping him in a papoose to carry him around the shop while she worked. There were potions to make, shelves to organize and she had another load of laundry to do. A knock on the door had her break from her mental checklist. Kalmuli headed to the door, sliding it open. "Welcome...how can I help you?"She said, opening the door to a large chest of fur. She stared in surprise, her eyes following upward to a pig's snout and beady, golden eyes. "Oh..." "Dis' the 'ore 'ouse?"The beast grunted. Kalmuli's nose scrunched. "No...that's been closed for a long time. It's a healing house. Do you need medicine...or a bath?"She said as she eyed him up and down. A large first came through the door towards her head, her body bending back with her hands covering the baby's head. The boar demon grunted, pulling his fist back and stepping into the shop. Kalmuli watched it, the monster of a beast towering over her. "Get out before I make you get out!"She shouted. "If there's no whores here and you're the only one...guess I gotta take what I can get."He spoke, snorting and reaching for her. The flash that came from in front of Kalmuli was quick. From her hand, her sword bloomed in her grip and the blood painted the floor of the shop, the door and on several of the shelves. The boar demon squealed in pain and terror, holding the stump where his hand had been. Kalmuli changed her stance, keeping Gin faced away. "You can stick it into that stub of an arm for all the shit I give..."She said, flicking the blade away and cleaning the blood off. "Arugh!" "You want the pain to go away? I'll make a deal with you..."She said, bringing the end of the blade back over to under the chin of the boar creature. Kalmuli smirked. "I'll fix your arm...but you'll have to work off the debt."
  12. Kalmuli had wandered back into the city to see to the orphanage that Junko had mentioned. She was nervous...being around small children always made her a little anxious and it was all stemming from her own worries of having her own one day. Kalmuli stood in front of the old building, hearing little scampers of feet and giggles as they played inside. Sliding the door open, she stepped inside and was greeted by an older looking woman who looked more like a harpy than a bird demon. "Aye, what can I help you with?"She said, shuffling to the edge of the flooring right before someone took off their shoes. "A friend of mine told me about the orphanage...I'm interested in adopting," Kalmuli said, politely removing her sandals and stepping up to join the matron. "I run a small business you see...and I'm often alone. I want a child for company but also to train as an apprentice when they're old enough." "I see, I see...so you're well off?"The matron said. It would be a good opportunity to make some money off of another interested patron. The bird demon, Shuri as she introduced herself, lead Kalmuli toward a playroom. Kalmuli could see the children running around, some stopping to look at her before going off again. They were all happy...though the condition of their clothes and toys had her concerned. "Who is your youngest?"Kalmuli asked. "Oh, we keep the babies upstairs in the nursery,"Shuri said as she gestured for the elf to follow her upstairs. The Nursery itself looked boring. Plain wood walls, not very many soft toys and the smell of dirty diapers was rank. There was one child out of all of them though that she noticed was screaming loudly. His shrill little screams cried in pain and when she got closer, she saw the tell-tale signs of a half-breed child. "Oh him...Sozoshi we call him."Shuri said, snubbing her nose. "Hasn't stopped crying since the day he arrived. It's been two weeks now." "Two weeks...oh poor thing..."Kalmuli said as she eased her hands in to pick him up. He was loudly wailing and didn't stop even when held. Carrying him over to a changing table in the room, she looked him over and examined him closely. "He's got diarrhea and a bit of a fever. He's underweight too for a two week old." "He refuses to eat. He'll suckle for a moment but then will go back right to crying until he wears himself out."Shuri scoffed. Kalmuli would look to the bird woman with a disappointed frown. They were hardly taking care of him. She would clean him up, putting a little ointment on the sore red bum to cool it before gathering him up again. She told Shuri to get a wet rag and a fresh bottle of milk, sitting in the nursery. The baby cried but it wasn't as loud as it had been before. With rag in hand, Kalmuli gently cooled Sozoshi off and gave him something to eat. He refused at first but Kalmuli tried a little trick she used before on fussy children. Softly she would take one of the protruding, soft dog's ears on his head and stroke along it, rocking back in forth in the chair. Then it was silent, nothing but the sound of cooing and suckling on the bottle. Shuri was a little in awe. "We've tried everything..." "I've raised children before...little half elven children...this always calmed them down and put them right to sleep. I guess it works on little Inu Yokai too..."Kalmuli said softly. "Though Sozoshi won't fit him now...that means 'noisy' right?" "Ah...yes..."Shuri looked embarrassed. "I'll go get the paperwork ready." An hour later, Kalmuli had her son in her arms. Ginkibo she decided to name him after his silver-white hair and the hopeful little look in his eyes when he was ready to sleep and be comfortable nestled against her chest. It was the first time probably in his short little life that he felt no pain. Kalmuli kissed the soft crown of his head as she walked through town to order the things that they would need. She found a cute basket-style bassinet, lots of baby toys that were made durable for yokai children and lots of cute little yukatas or regular street clothes to dress him up in. Not to mention an army's worth of cloth diapers. Gin would be a spoiled but happy little boy in Kalmuli's home. The excited flutter in her chest...she had forgotten how much motherhood had meant to her in the past. Back at home, she had arranged a room for him and sat by the bassinet for hours watching him sleep. Against the dark blue sheets with a sleepy cloud print, Gin looked like a soft porcelain doll. "Beautiful boy...you're going to have a good long life here..."She spoke softly, brushing his rosy cheek with the side of her finger.
  13. After the Flower Festival, Kalmuli had decided to stay much longer. The atmosphere of the friendly yokai and the eastern aesthetics made her feel comfortable. The idea of planting roots here in the Carmine Dominion was one that she had already decided. Kalmuli had left the capital, choosing to venture into the wilds surrounding for a place she could make a home in. She found it in an old dilapidated structure. The old rotten signs covered in foliage had said that once upon a time, it had been a pretty high-end brothel for the wealthy elite. When she approached the structure, it had strong bones but broken glass, torn shoji and a large onsen that had seen better days. The soil was rich and no one was living there. An empty shell, ripe for some renovation. Instead of using magic, she decided to use her own resources to reach out to contractors in the city to help remodel it. There was plenty of room for patients or clients, Kalmuli could have a herbal garden and a private onsen to herself. It was, in all sense, a perfect place. Previously she had always kept her Pendulum franchise in the cities themselves but this one would be different. This would be a true House of Healing. She was confident it would do well. Making connections early on would help. She gave them some gifts to thank them to give to their wives or for their own first aid at home. The first official opening day, she sat on the bench outside with a bit of breakfast sitting on a lacquer plate and a slim, silver pipe between her lips, yukata hanging off of her shoulders. Soon her first guests arrived. Junko and Mariko who had gifted her several yukata and Kalmuli paid the mother spider woman to make more for clients to use. "Kal-moo-lee-neee-chan!"Mariko shouted, running at full speed toward the elf. Kalmuli set her pipe aside and opened her arms to accept the hug. "Hello, Mariko-gumo. Wearing your mom out again?"She laughed. "Like a hyperactive Neko Yokai,"Junko said as she set down Kalmuli's order in a large wooden basket she had been carrying on her thorax. It was quick change to her more human form, dressed in a plain cotton kimono with a tartan pattern on it with just a few extra arms. Kalmuli would scoot over, shifting over to give Junko some room to sit with her. "I finished the yukata order. I'm sure they'll be plenty comfortable."She said, eyeing Kalmuli's pipe. "Thank you, " The elf would reach for it, offering by the pipe stem. "It's a calming remedy. Nothing addictive." Junko would take it, trying it but coughing, giving it back with a puff of purple smoke. "It tastes terrible."She coughed. "Then it must be good for you. That usually how medicine works doesn't it?"Kalmuli laughed, Mariko squirming off of the elf's lap to help herself to her breakfast. She would take this time to slip the pipe back between her lips, leaning against the smooth wood of the exterior. Junko would join her, crossing her walking legs while relaxing her main arms on her lap. "How are you feeling?"She asked. "I'm supposed to ask that question...but...better. I needed something to really give myself time to heal. A place to heal. I thought for a while of going to the mountains, living the life of a hermit until I wanted to see people again. Though that's not healing...it's just numbing myself to what's really happening. So building this place is better. It's healthier in a way..."Kalmuli said as she exhaled, the purple smoke slipping more elegantly through her lips. "Barely anyone knows who I am here. I can break and rebuild in a safe space...surrounded by cherry blossoms and good company." Junko smiled, Mariko slipping back into Kalmuli's lap to take a long strand of the elf's white hair, practicing her braiding weave. "Well...We're happy to have you here. You can keep up with Mariko better than I can. You know if you want children...there's an orphanage in the city. You would make a great mother."Junko remarked, Kalmuli smiling and blushing a little. "Maybe I should...it wouldn't hurt. Someone to raise to be a future healer in the yokai community..."Kalmuli pondered it. "Where did you say it was?"
  14. Ingrid tried to keep people from getting closer, but what she hadn't expected was the attack from above. She heard over the roar of the volcano the crackle of lighting and a little blip of a man making his way down to cleave the elemental's side. The only thing she could do was watch in horror....but her expression moved from the shock of the sight to fury. She had to think of what to do next. She couldn't sit still and do nothing. Kalmuli had always taught her that even if things were at the worst they could be, you had to move onto the next step. Always keep moving. The elemental could possibly be defeated but the construction didn't need to continue. Moving off, she made her way toward the construction. If the tools that were causing the chaos were gone, it would take them a long time to get things back up and running again. Then there were the political connections with it...she would have to either assert herself back at the Uldwar's Keep or leave it. She couldn't serve a family that was willing to kill off creatures like the Elemental for gain...it was cruel. Mia was cruel. The equipment was massive but it wasn't unbreakable. She would shift from using the lava to using the hot earth. Bringing her hand down, her flesh burning against the hot gravel. "Audi me terra, terra flectere ad me!"She recited, spreading her mana outward. The earth would warp, turning from solid to almost quicksand, liquid state. If she was successful, it would cause the equipment to buckle and fall into the volcano itself to be melted. If not, it would be enough to make using it precarious to try to get it working again. Ingrid would make Mia's goals hell to complete until the day she left or die trying.
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