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personal - GemStone IV WEDDING OF GWENIVEER AND JAPHRIMEL

EVENTS

- Ebon Gate 5109 -

- Krystanne's and Caleanon's Wedding 5109 -

- Highman Games 5110 -

- Grawood Festival 5110 -

- Mist Harbor Eastern Harbor Street Festival 5110 -

- Ebon Gate 5110 -

- Zifku's Vodka Drinking Game 5111 -

- Droughtman's Challenge 5111 -
             Challenger's view
             Best Heckles
             Key Moments

- Mist Harbor Anthem Ceremony 5111 -

- Ebon Gate 5111 -

- Ebon Gate 5112 -

- The wedding of Erienne and Nordred -

- Highman Games 5113 -

- Gweniveer and Japhrimel Wedding 5113 -

- River's Rest Pickle Festival 5113 -

- River's Rest Pickle Festival 5114 -

- River Rest Pickle Festival 5115 -

ANNOUNCEMENT

A crier hurries up to you, pausing briefly to catch his breath, then unfurls a small scroll and announces in a clear, loud voice, "Hear ye, hear ye! Please join Lady Gweniveer and Lord Japhrimel Laurentiu as they gather to celebrate their love and their travels along the path of life together!"

He continues, "Those citizens holding an invitation to the wedding, please proceed to the nearest wedding portal, as the ceremony will begin in 60 minutes!" He quickly rolls the scroll back up, tucking it into his vest pocket, and hurries off to continue his rounds.

>look at invitation

Tiny gold filaments riddle the warm brown parchment to create textured swirls and lines throughout its textured surface. Embossed along the scalloped edge is a floral design that fashions a fanciful border to the exquisite watermark at the heart of the piece, which is overlaid with delicate golden calligraphy. A glowing seal, wrapped in glossy red sealing wax, rests at the top of the paper and denotes the document as an official sanction.

>read inv
You are cordially invited to attend the wedding of Gweniveer and Japhrimel on 04/05/2013 at 18:00 (Central). There will be a reception afterwards to celebrate this union, please bring this invitation with you for admittance.

GATHERING

[A Bright Meadow]
Towering trees surround a large patch of green grass dusted with colorful wild flowers. Over the treetops, snow-covered peaks are outlined against the clear sky. Four poles wrapped with silk ribbons surround an altar of carved wood from which delicate garlands of flowering vines hang down to the ground. You also see an elegant painted trunk, an arch of carved modwir lattice and several rows of cushioned chairs.
Also here: Lord Septimius, Leifa who is sitting
Obvious paths: north, east, south

>n

[A Quiet Glade]
A gentle breeze sways the hanging branches of a large willow tree by a small pond. A nearby marble bench provides a shady spot to relax from the noise and bustle of the party.
Obvious paths: south

>n

>e

[A Grassy Hill]
A breathtaking landscape of trees against a background of snow-covered mountains can be seen from this hill. The surrounding vegetation is spotted with fragrant flowers of delicate shades. Two large trees flank a leaf-covered path that leads to a meadow, their intertwined branches forming a natural arch. You also see a simple ivory pedestal with a large crystal bowl on it, a multi-tiered champagne fountain, a polished ebonwood buffet table with some stuff on it, a polished round modwir table with some stuff on it and a linen-draped table with a sculpted six-tier ivory wedding cake threaded with sugared ice blossoms on it.
Obvious paths: none

>l in bowl

In the crystal bowl you see a handful of milky rose petals, a handful of gold and ivory confetti and a handful of jasmine rice.

Lord Septimius just arrived.

Septimius pours himself some cascading golden champagne.

Septimius takes a drink from his golden champagne.

Septimius thoughtfully studies you, a satisfied expression quickly reaching his face.

>l on table

On the ebonwood buffet table you see a chocolate sandwich cookie, a seared squirrel kabob, a garlic-topped sauteed wild mushroom, a skewer of sweet colorful peppers, a well-spiced vegetable salad and a glass of caramel-colored scotch.

You say, "Love weddings."

Septimius says, "...Right."

You chuckle.

You say, "Not a proposal... don't worry."

The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.

You say, "This is my fourth wedding."

Kieve cocks her head at you.

You say, "Attended not had."

You chuckle.

Kieve says, "You must enjoy them to come to so many."

You say, "I just like cake."

Kieve laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

You snicker.

A coastal fox settles into a comfortable sitting position.

You pet the fox, rubbing his snout and scratching him gently.

Speaking to a coastal fox, you say, "Reminds me - need to buy a fur coat later."

Kieve blinks.

Kieve exclaims, "Not fox fur!"

Kieve stares at you.

You glance at a coastal fox.

You say, "Nah."

You say, "Will definitely be rabbit."

Kieve surreptitiously glances at you.

You chuckle at Kieve.

Kieve grins.

BRIDE AND GROOM ARRIVALS

Inurtia recites:
"Welcome friends and family to the wedding of Gweniveer and Japhrimel!"

Also here: Lady Riend, Lady Gweniveer, Khastle, Nyatherra who is sitting, Cruxophim who is sitting, Demietria who is sitting, Lord Thondalar who is sitting, Sir Bristenn who is sitting, Velfi who is sitting, Hoy, Wedding Coordinator Alishyna, Isola who is sitting, High Lord Kronius who is sitting, Bellaja who is sitting, Master Skeevve who is sitting, Herald Ghrayce who is sitting, Inurtia, Master Kethore who is sitting, Loralaii who is sitting, Great Lord Sonnillon who is sitting, Spert who is sitting, Mikeke who is sitting, Alafaya who is sitting, High Lord Gutios who is sitting, High Lady Krystanne who is sitting, Anru who is sitting, Stahks who is sitting, Morgahan who is sitting, Lady Erienne who is sitting, Leloo who is sitting, Jeril who is sitting, Laerlyn who is sitting, Lord Septimius who is sitting, Jeralyn who is sitting, Greganth who is sitting, Durakar who is sitting, Mister Polveiss who is sitting, Scrivener of the Sword Myden who is sitting, Kieve who is sitting, Scribe Murkshev who is sitting, Leifa who is sitting

You see Wedding Coordinator Alishyna.
She appears to be a Loenthra Elf.
She is shorter than average and appears to be very young. She has almond-shaped violet eyes and fair skin. She has very long, flowing deep red hair. She has a delicate face, a classical nose and tall upswept pointed ears.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a tear-shaped amethyst suspended from a delicate geldaralad, a triple-strand choker set with lustrous milky white pearls, a fragrant white rose corsage, an elegant cloth-of-vaalin gown adorned with tiny amethyst and pearl roses, a ribbon-tied alabaster silk wrist-purse, a slender faenor signet ring set with a harp-etched amethyst, and a pair of alabaster satin slippers.

Inurtia exclaims, "Our couple should be arriving soon, surely before the sun goes down!"

Inurtia announces, "I hope you all have grabbed a candle lantern from off the table! At the end of the ceremony I'll give a cue for everyone to RAISE them for a fantastic finale! Please don't mess with them until the end of the ceremony as to not distract."

Inurtia asks, "Did everyone GET the trunk for a lantern?"

Inurtia smiles.

Inurtia says, "Now then, put your pets to sleep, leave the sparkling to the bride, tranquilize your children, save your songs till after, close your cricket boxes and put away whatever other noisy things you might have on you."

Lady Gweniveer just arrived.

A warm breeze, carrying in the delicate scent of loamy sephwir bark and soft, rain-washed orchids, sweeps through the meadow as Gweniveer silently emerges from the trees surrounding the meadow.

Murkshev turns to Gweniveer and cheers!
Morgahan smiles at Gweniveer.
Jeril gazes fondly at Gweniveer.
Cruxophim smiles at Gweniveer.
You turn to Gweniveer and cheer!

>l gwen

You see Lady Gweniveer Moonglae the Nurse.
She appears to be a Sylvankind of the Kytawa D'ahranal.
She is taller than average and appears to be young and sprightly. She has dark-lashed, luminous sage green eyes and flawless, subtly sunkissed alabaster skin. She has long, ringleted, rich red hair bathed in a wash of autumn hues and glints of sunset gold. She has a pair of rosy, petal-soft lips that hold an alluring natural blush. Her narrow waist accentuates her willowy stature and her countenance displays an inner strength that her delicate features cannot mask.
She has a silvery rose constellation tattoo inked upon the nape of her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a freshly-picked bouquet of resplendent white iceblossoms in her right hand.
She is wearing a pair of long branching glass earrings abloom with petite violet feystone briolettes, a lush velvety wood violet tucked behind one ear, a sage silk noil gown woven with blossoming motes of silver among its ethereal feathery layers, and a dainty silver toe ring.

Gweniveer kneels momentarily, gathering a small assortment of flowers from the meadow. Rising to her feet, she arranges them just so.

>inspect gown
You look closely at Gweniveer, examining a sage silk noil gown woven with blossoming motes of silver among its ethereal feathery layers. You can tell nothing else about it from here.

Gweniveer brushes her fingers lightly against her freshly-picked bouquet.

Gweniveer gracefully smoothes the skirt of her silk noil gown.

Steeling herself with what courage she can muster, Gweniveer inclines her head, takes a deep breath, and blushes softly.

Something catches Gweniveer's eye and she raises her gaze to glance over toward the distant peaks of the mountains.

You see the glint of something crimson in the air between two peaks in the distant mountains.

A crimson-hulled airship begins to take shape as it emerges from the backdrop of the mountains.

In the distance, from the airship, you hear two shouting voices yelling something about finally finding the right wedding.

The crimson airship begins its descent, hovering quietly closer until the hull flies by, barely clearing the tops of the trees.

A figure appears on the bow before jumping head-first off as the airship sweeps past, daringly swinging down on a rope. An audible, concerned gasp rises from several of those gathered nearby, clearly alarmed for the figure's safety.

Japhrimel just appeared.

>l jap

You see Lord Japhrimel Laurentiu Faendryl the Loremaster.
He appears to be a Dark Elf.
He is tall and appears to be an adult. He has intense, slightly tilted absinthe green eyes and gold-tinged ebon skin. He has long, silky autumnal red hair that is streaked with a multitude of copper and bronze hues. He has a refined face with sharp features that are accentuated by his narrowly pointed ears. His right hand is replaced with a silver-runed alabaster one.
He has a twisted coraesine hoop in his left eyebrow, a series of lor and despanal rings set along the slender tips of his pointed ears, a rune tattoo on his arm, an inky black sigil, and a stylized Faendryl crest tattoo on his wrist.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a wedding invitation in his right hand.
He is wearing a rounded brown bowler, a moss green bourde cravat, a fitted brown jacket, a brown and moss green bourde vest with agate buttons over a pristine white silk shirt, some fitted trousers of rich brown and moss green bourde, and some brown leather shoes with moss-hued accents.

Thondalar turns to Japhrimel and cheers!
Japhrimel grins.
Demietria winks.
You beam happily at Japhrimel!
Velfi turns to Japhrimel and cheers!
Cruxophim turns to Japhrimel and cheers!
Krystanne turns to Japhrimel and cheers!
Skeevve turns to Japhrimel and cheers!

Letting the rope fly free of his hands, Japhrimel lands safely on his feet at Gweniveer's side near the arch. He straightens his posture, adjusts his hat, and grins.

Gweniveer gazes in amusement at Japhrimel.

Japhrimel grins at Gweniveer.

Nearby, the airship glides to a halt and a rope ladder descends. Nuadjha quickly climbs down and hurries over to the gathering, followed by a tawny fox.

Nuadjha just appeared.

Nuadjha smirks.

Gweniveer smiles at Nuadjha.

Cruxophim smiles and covers one eye as he exclaims, "A suitably dramatic entry!"

Speaking to Japhrimel, Nuadjha asks, "Really? You couldn't just use the ladder?"

Japhrimel glances at Nuadjha.

Japhrimel shrugs.

Japhrimel says, "It's a bard thing."

Japhrimel winks.

Krystanne grins.

Speaking amusedly to Gweniveer, Nuadjha says, "Not even married and you already have him swinging on a line."

Nuadjha laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.

Gweniveer raises her voice in merry laughter.

THE CEREMONY STARTS

Inurtia recites:
"When you delve deeply enough into history it reveals that all Elves were once one. Tonight, two disparate souls - one Sylvan and one Faendryl - are joined together again."

Inurtia recites:
"So many differences span the chasm between these two, yet together they find common ground. They find love."

Inurtia recites:
"Even on their wedding day they show comfort in their individuality and embrace the diversity of not only themselves but also their cultures. Instead of friction, they create harmony. Instead of looking back, they look forward. "

Inurtia recites:
"Their love managed to not only grow, but flourish where others considered it taboo. Together, their strength and courage has given them a strong foundation for the next chapter of their lives which begins today."

Japhrimel gently strokes the back of Gweniveer's hand with his thumb. She gazes fondly up at him, and he winks at her.

Japhrimel smiles.

Inurtia recites:
"As they join their lives tonight, they will each plant a very rare tree seed that symbolizes both their culture and the power of their love for each other. Gweniveer possesses a Sephwir seed and Japhrimel a Lor seed. "

Kneeling next to a neatly displaced mound of earth, Gweniveer carefully places her silvery sephwir seed into the soil.

Inurtia recites:
"It is said that these trees cannot survive outside of their natural habitats. But with love, all things are possible"

Taking a knee next to Gweniveer, Japhrimel extracts a silvery lor seed from his pocket and places it in the soil next to the sephwir seed.

Inurtia recites:
"These two found a way for their love to grow despite adversity and so may these new trees as well."

Working in tandem, Gweniveer and Japhrimel replace the displaced soil on top of their carefully placed seeds.

Gweniveer smiles at Japhrimel.

Japhrimel smiles.

Gweniveer and Japhrimel pack the soil lightly over the seeds, taking great care not to disturb them in their new resting spot. Gweniveer raises her fingertips to her lips, kisses them gently, and then presses her fingertips to the saplings' soil. Japhrimel smiles at her and takes her hand between his. He gives it a reassuring squeeze, and she smiles back at him.

Japhrimel rises to his feet and offers a hand to Gweniveer. She accepts it, stands, and the couple returns to their place in front of the arch.

Inurtia recites:
"The connection these two share is rare, even when the odds are in a couple's favor. To see them together is to know you are truly in the presence of love."

Gweniveer glances nervously at the freshly turned soil, biting her lip. Seeing this, Japhrimel moves to stand behind her and wrap his arms around her waist. He whispers something in her ear, and she smiles, at peace.

Inurtia recites:
"Naturally, it took a woman as amazing as Gweniveer to tame the rebellious Japhrimel. Regarding his views on commitment, I thought he had better odds of ending up at the Elizhabet Mahkra Faendryl Asylum for the Thaumaturgically Unsettled rather than here."

Nuadjha laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.
Inurtia looks at Japhrimel and hums.
Japhrimel adopts an agreeable expression.
Velfi appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Gweniveer chuckles.
Morgahan snickers to herself.
Spankyn chuckles.
Ghrayce grins.
Riend appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Inurtia recites:
"Alas, he found his missing piece."

Inurtia recites:
"Her caring heart, open mind and playful spirit refreshed him like the rain does the soil."

Suddenly, a vibrant sprig of greenery springs from the freshly turned soil.

The sprig slowly extends as it emerges from the soil, thickening around its base and deepening into viridian as in unfurls.

Inurtia recites:
"His creativity, sense of adventure, and charm kindled her spirit like sunshine on open leaves"

A second tendril of crisp greenery sprouts from the soil, already boasting a silver-veined leaf at its end.

Gweniveer leans softly against Japhrimel.

Joyful tears form in Gweniveer's eyes as she watches the saplings begin to grow. She laces her fingers with Japhrimel's and draws his hand up to hold it against her heart.

Growing at a carefree, uninhibited rate, the twin sprigs begin to gain height and breadth. Before your very eyes, the sprigs twist and wind around each other in a gentle, coiled embrace.

Inurtia places a hand over her heart.

Inurtia recites:
"They began to grow not just as individuals, but together, bringing out the best in each other as only true love can."

Each sprig springs forth with more fresh leaves, silver-veined and velvety to the touch.

Extending to the height of saplings, the tiny trees' trunks thicken and darken to a deep, silver-shot bistre hue.

Gweniveer gazes with interest at a silver-hued sephwir tree.

The saplings' growth slows perceptibly, and a multitude of leaves and bright vegetation burst forth from slowly extending branches with a flourish.

More foliage sprouts forth as the two saplings, intertwined about their silvery trunks, gain height and stretch their graceful leaves up toward the night sky.

Inurtia recites:
"Separately, you are two special, remarkable people that make this world a better place. Together, what you can accomplish I can only imagine will be extraordinary. "

A girlish voice calls out, "Come play wif me, I bet you'll have fun. You might even win by the time we're done! I'm in my playroom in my momma's cottage in Mist Harbor!" The voice fades with a lilting giggle.

Morgahan laughs!
Morgahan ducks her head.
Seomanthe snickers.
You chuckle.
Morgahan mutters flowergirl.

Nuadjha yells, "I think these two already found playmates!"

Gutios grins.
Inurtia nods in agreement at Nuadjha.

Inurtia recites:
"I'd like to invite Nuadjha to step forward and select a small piece from each sapling to craft, undoubtedly, the most significant piece of jewelry you will both ever wear. "

Nuadjha approaches the freshly planted lor and sephwir saplings, examining them carefully for several long moments.

Working the pliable wood between his expert fingertips, he spends several minutes twisting, bending, and bonding the wood using the sap within the thin cuttings.

Inurtia recites:
"Just as these pieces now join to form a single ring, you are both to become one as well."

Bright eyes peek from the foliage as woodland animals curiously watch the celebration before quickly disappearing into the night.

Cruxophim smiles cheerfully and releases a sibilant musical trill faintly resembling the call of a raven, but less piercing and with softer melodic tones.

Japhrimel gazes lovingly at Gweniveer.

Japhrimel moves to stand beside Gweniveer, lacing his fingers with hers, as they watch Nuadjha work with the wood.

Japhrimel plants a tender kiss on Gweniveer's temple.

After several long moments, Nuadjha holds up two wedding rings, admiring his exquisite work in the meadow's ambient light.

Nuadjha holds them aloft for all to see. Thin, twining cuts of lor and sephwir are wedded together to create an elegant, hand-crafted ring that is simple and unadorned. The two woods have been gently polished to a lustrous sheen, allowing the natural silvery tones and elegant wood grains within them to shine through as the sole centerpiece. The ring is sealed with a clear layer of hardened sap that fuses the lor and sepwhir slivers together for eternity.

Gweniveer places a hand over her heart.

Nuadjha approaches Inurtia with two fused lor and sephwir wedding rings displayed on his open palm.

Nuadjha offers Inurtia a fused lor and sephwir wedding ring.

Inurtia recites:
"These rings symbolize three important things: the eternity of your love, the bonding of your cultures, and your dedication to the vows you will share this evening."

Inurtia accepts Nuadjha's sephwir wedding ring.

Nuadjha offers Inurtia a fused lor and sephwir wedding ring.

Inurtia accepts Nuadjha's sephwir wedding ring.

Rustling quietly in the light zephyr, the trees add their quiet song to the ceremony beneath them.

Inurtia recites:
"These rings, made from two precious materials, will remain a symbol of the vows you take here today. It is not the wood, but the unending promise they represent that makes them truly priceless. "

>inspect ring
You look closely at Inurtia, examining a fused lor and sephwir wedding ring. Thin, twining cuts of lor and sephwir are wedded together to create an elegant, hand-crafted ring that is simple and unadorned. The two woods have been gently polished to a lustrous sheen, allowing the natural silvery tones and elegant wood grains within them to shine through as the sole centerpiece. The ring is sealed with a clear layer of hardened sap that fuses the lor and sepwhir slivers together for eternity.

Japhrimel smiles.

The trunks of the two trees, now strong and steadfast, glimmer and reflect their silvery undertones in the pale moonlight. A warm, gentle breeze passes through their leaves, and they flutter softly.

Inurtia recites:
"I now invite Lady Riend to share with all gathered here a traditional Sylvan blessing."

Riend takes a deep breath.
Seomanthe claps her hands.
Cruxophim grins at Riend.
Gweniveer smiles at Riend.

Riend squeakily begins, "In the time --"

Riend evenly continues, "In the time Before, the Elders of the Lassaran would come before the Sylvan couple and bless their union. Twigs woulds be harvested from each of the Seven Modwirs and fashioned into circlets worn during the ceremony."

Riend kindly continues, "This represented the journey taken by the couple to arrive here with each other and was a symbol of the beliefs the Sylvans practiced when Yuriquen was first founded. It was hoped that the couple would embrace these beliefs as they began their own family."

Rustling slightly in the breeze, the trees add a soft accompaniment to the ceremony.

Riend wistfully concludes, "Sadly, this is now the time After and there are no here Elders to bless your union."

Gweniveer takes a deep breath.

Gweniveer inclines her head.

Riend softly adds, "However, here amongst those who love you both like kin, you have made your own clan and with them as your witnesses I would offer you that same blessing."

Japhrimel ponders.

Riend smiles at Gweniveer.

Gweniveer smiles at Riend.

Riend kisses her fingertips and presses three of them to her heart.

Gweniveer kisses her fingertips and presses three of them to her heart.

Riend inclines her head.

Nyatherra gently bites Khastle. Inurtia recites:
"It is time for you to speak your vows to each other. May your words hold fast all of your days and nights."

Riend folds her hands.

Japhrimel and Gweniveer turn to face each other and hands beneath the arch. Riend bends down to flounce the long, sage train of Gweniveer's gown before returning to her place beside the arch.

Inurtia offers Japhrimel a fused lor and sephwir wedding ring.

Japhrimel accepts Inurtia's sephwir wedding ring.

Gweniveer smiles at Japhrimel.

Japhrimel smiles.

Speaking to Gweniveer, Japhrimel exclaims, "Gweniveer, oh my Gweniveer!"

Morgahan snickers to herself.
Japhrimel grins.
Gweniveer grins at Japhrimel.
Morgahan flashes a quick grin.
Krystanne smiles.
Velfi appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Nuadjha chuckles.
Japhrimel says, "It has been a long and interesting road for us. When first we met I was intrigued. How close we became as friends and how much your presence and opinion mattered grew quite quickly."

Japhrimel says, "But it was a long time before either of us was ready to accept the other as something more. I knew I had to be better than I was, to be worthy of you. To be, in your words, a gentleman."

Japhrimel says, "Yeah, no one saw that coming... It was worth it, though, in every way."

Speaking to Gweniveer, Japhrimel says, "You are what was missing in my life. You continue to impress me by managing to put up with me. You accept my quirks, my short attention span, my endless need to make inappropriate jokes. All with what has become the most adorable of disapproving glances, which still make me smile every time."

Speaking to Gweniveer, Japhrimel says, "You are the stars amidst my black sky, the banks which direct and contain the wandering river. You give my life purpose and meaning. You fill my world with light and laughter."

Speaking to Gweniveer, Japhrimel says, "We have made many vows to each other, already."

Japhrimel grins impishly.

Gweniveer blushes and smiles knowingly, lowering her head briefly.

Speaking to Gweniveer, Japhrimel says, "I see today not as a chance to make new ones, but to re-affirm old ones."

Speaking to Gweniveer, Japhrimel says, "And so today I vow anew that I will not try to make you eat animals. I will not throw snowballs at people when you expressly tell me not to."

Gweniveer gazes in amusement at Japhrimel.

Japhrimel says, "Even though I really want to..."

Spankyn chuckles.
Inurtia giggles.
Gweniveer shoots Japhrimel the smallest of dismayed glances, conveying her disapproval.
Jeril appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Gweniveer appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Speaking to Gweniveer, Japhrimel says, "I will, eventually, fulfill the terms of that one bet we had that I refuse to comment on in public."

Speaking to Gweniveer, Japhrimel says, "I vow to always bring you ice cream when you are down. I vow to always lie and tell you that you don't own too many gowns. I vow to want you, to need you, and to love you for the rest of my life and beyond."

Speaking to Gweniveer, Japhrimel says, "I am yours, as you are mine, for as long as you will have me."

Inurtia offers Gweniveer a fused lor and sephwir wedding ring.

Gweniveer smiles.

Gweniveer accepts Inurtia's sephwir wedding ring.

Gweniveer softly begins, "Japhrimel, the love story that bound me to you was not at all one I expected. But now that our stories intertwine, I cannot imagine mine without yours."

Japhrimel grins.

Gweniveer softly says, "It is true; at first I counted you as nothing more than a silly boy with a flower and a silver tongue."

Erienne sighs softly.

Gweniveer smiles quietly to herself.

Gweniveer softly admits, "I knew nothing of you except your reputation--and the fact that you knew where to find the best ice cream in the lands back when it was not so easy to do so."

Crickets chirp quietly, their chorus a quiet, respectful counterpart to the ceremony.

Gweniveer grins at Japhrimel.

Japhrimel chuckles.

Gweniveer softly says, "But as time passed, I found my mind and my heart drawn to you in ways I could not anticipate and could not make sense of. For the first time, I found myself able to let my guard down without fear I would find myself broken."

Japhrimel places a hand over his heart.

Gweniveer softly continues, "You received me with an open heart, open arms, and an open mind. Though we are so fundamentally different, together we strike a balance as natural as that of light and shadow."

Gweniveer takes a deep breath and pauses, her eyes beginning to fill with tears.

Gweniveer softly says, "Within you I find myself--a more honest, pure, and cherished version of myself than I ever knew existed."

Gweniveer softly says, "And so, as we continue our lives together, I make these vows to you:"

Japhrimel smiles at Gweniveer.

Gweniveer softly says, "I will remain yours, constant and unwavering, as we grow together throughout eternity."

Gweniveer softly says, "I will endlessly challenge you, support you, and strengthen you when you find yourself at your weakest. I vow that, when you find yourself alone, you are ever present in my heart."

Japhrimel beams!

A single tear falls from Gweniveer's eye, and Japhrimel gently wipes it away with the pad of his fingertip.

Gweniveer softly says, "I will nurture your body, your spirit, and your mind as though they were my own. I promise you adventure, devotion, and passion with each breath I take."

You smile.

Speaking to Gweniveer, Simulacra says, "You're going to make me cry at someone else's wedding."

Speaking softly to Japhrimel, Gweniveer says, "My love for you will never grow dim, never waver, and never burn out. It will continue to grow with each passing moment of forever."

Inurtia recites:
"As you exchange rings, let them be a sign that love has substance as well as soul, a present as well as a past, and that, despite its occasional sorrows, love is an unending circle of happiness, wonder, and delight."

Japhrimel says, "With this ring, I pledge my love eternal to you. With all that I am and all that I have, I honor you as my wife."

Japhrimel offers Gweniveer a fused lor and sephwir wedding ring.

Gweniveer smiles at Japhrimel.

Gweniveer accepts Japhrimel's sephwir wedding ring.

Gweniveer's face glows with a soft radiance as she slips on her sephwir wedding ring. She smiles lovingly at it for a moment with a pondering expression.

Gweniveer takes a deep breath.

Gweniveer softly says, "With this ring, I pledge my love eternal to you. With all that I am and all that I have, I honor you as my husband."

Gweniveer offers Japhrimel a fused lor and sephwir wedding ring.

Japhrimel accepts Gweniveer's sephwir wedding ring.

Japhrimel's face glows with a soft radiance as he slips on his sephwir wedding ring. He smiles lovingly at it for a moment with a pondering expression.

Inurtia recites:
"Friends, Japhrimel and Gweniveer have made their vows. It is with great pride, privilege, and pleasure that I now pronounce them husband and wife."

Morgahan lets out a cheer!
Velfi lets out a cheer!
Sonnillon lets out a cheer!
Nuadjha lets out a cheer!
Spert takes a bite of his sandwich cookie.
Isola applauds.
Greganth applauds.
Liaro smiles at Japhrimel.
Stahks lets out a cheer!

Nuadjha pulls his ivory leather hat from his head and tosses it into the air with a look of triumph. Catching it on the way back down, he gives a satisfied smile and sets it back onto his head.

Seomanthe applauds.
Gweniveer smiles brightly.r /> Murkshev lets out a cheer! Laerlyn applauds.
Spert takes a bite of his sandwich cookie.
Isola lets out a cheer!
Myden lets out a cheer!
Krystanne lets out a cheer!
Khastle smiles at Nyatherra.

Inurtia recites:
"I invite you to seal your vows with a kiss!"

Stahks applauds.
Spankyn lets out a cheer!
Kethore lets out a cheer!
Spert lets out a cheer!
Liaro turns to Japhrimel and cheers!
Ghrayce casually toys with her lor wedding ring.
Cruxophim bursts out in a resounding cheer!
Nyatherra applauds.
Sonnillon applauds Japhrimel.
Spert smacks his lips.
Cruxophim flutters his wings out wide for all to see.
Riend applauds.
Krystanne raises her golden champagne in a toast!
Spankyn hoots.
Jeril lets out a cheer!

Sonnillon applauds Gweniveer.

Jeril recites:
"Kiss"

Japhrimel slips a hand around the small of Gweniveer's back and pulls her in for a passionate kiss. As he embraces her, he dips her dramatically, drawing several "oohs" from the crowd gathered.

Inurtia recites:
"Let us raise our lanterns to celebrate the radiance of their love! May it stay forever bright!"

Ghrayce lifts her lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Skeevve lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Seomanthe lifts her lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Spert lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Riend lifts her lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Stahks lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Velfi lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Cruxophim lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Firmly grasping your lantern's loop-handle, you lift it high above your head. Your action stirs some colorful specks of dust within the lantern and they begin to luminesce. The motes drift up and away from out of the lantern's lattice cover and into the sky, creating a brief sparkling shower of brilliant hues around you before they fade away.

Sonnillon lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Morgahan lifts her lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Greganth lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Septimius lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Stahks lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Durakar lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Sonnillon lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Erienne lifts her lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Stahks lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Inurtia lifts her lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Cruxophim fans his blood red-veined deep black wings at Gweniveer, visibly stirring the air about her.

Stahks lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Jeril lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Leifa selects an ornate wrought silver lantern from an elegant painted trunk.

Stahks lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Laerlyn lifts her lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Kethore lifts his lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away.

Isola lifts her lantern to the sky! A wave of colorful sparkling motes escape the lantern and showers over you before fading away. Inurtia recites:
"If everyone would like to head east to partake in the reception, now is the time!"

RECEPTION

Jeril's group just arrived.

Simulacra beams happily at Japhrimel!

Nuadjha grins at Japhrimel.

Velfi turns to Japhrimel and cheers!

Riend smiles at Velfi.

Simulacra turns to Japhrimel and cheers!

Spankyn throws a handful of jasmine rice up into the air, and it floats down in a cloud around Gweniveer!
Kethore throws a handful of gold and ivory confetti up into the air, and it floats down in a cloud around Gweniveer!
Velfi recites cheerfully:
"To the bride and groom!"

Simulacra recites:
"To the man who helped me regain my heritage
And to the woman who put up with that man!"

Spankyn exclaims, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

Japhrimel steals a kiss from Gweniveer as they sway across the dance floor.

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