Liliath Lamina the Inebriated Entertainer, Taleteller of the Eternal Star

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Chapter 5

On a cold silvery night,
Shone a bright lunar light,
Water borne, thirteen leafs,
A white lily bright

A wispy song of Life,
haunts the watery ripples,
Through trees like a knife,
Silvery light's intensity triples

On a flower it shines,
Leafs of thirteen,
All strong and fine,
It's like seldom seen

Cold water and silvery Moon,
Gathering in loving union,
Surely shall embrace soon,
And form a reunion

Ghostly and white,
Eyes of passion and song
A young girl's delight,
Shall endure everlong

Held by thirteen pair of hands,
To the shore she travels,
A completed ritual disbands,
As a sinister plot unravels

After a hundred years,
A girl lives in happy innocence,
A daring plan heared by few ears,
Glorious in it's delightful maleficence

In the midst of night,
The Elders at a hall convene,
Although their watch is tight,
A girl sneaks in, never seen

She hears of a devilish plan,
To her dismay she learns,
Unless escape she can,
Her innocence surely burns

Oh joyful youth so divine,
Shall tremble and shiver,
A lass lovely and benign,
Into Death they shall deliver

A sacrifice shall happen,
To summon a grand Demon,
Brightest sky shall blacken,
It's fiery eyes a gleamin'

To feast on such a young prize,
And devour with hellish glee,
Fresh life's untimely demise,
A fiend shall howl like a Banshee

Innonence consumed, in vigor empowered,
The world this Demon shall eat,
As all mortals whimper and cowered,
Our final end we all shall meet

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Chapter 4

** You are handed a flyer, decorated with seasonal ornaments **
** On it is written in clear, stylish letters the following **

Have you seen our vegetable garden?
Clearly it is quite a treat!

Way back when this fellow you could meet.
Liked to tend to it,
make it grow.

He'd always be there,
come rain or snow.

Quite sternly he would beg your pardon?
if you stepped off the marked path.
Without mercy he would send you off!

But his single most pride,
oh so sublime,
no one allowed to come anywhere near,
a tree, nice and green
and full of lime!

To touch them was to lose life and limb!
Better not invoke his wrath,
oh dear!

But the customers want their citrus,
their pies,
their cocktails,
and just with their tea.

But oh no, that could not be!

The orders kept coming in,
One after another on and on,
Because of course we still run an Inn!

And when a patron ordered lemonade,
The poor fellow could take it no more!
With a push and a shove, rolling,
They both fell down to the floor!

Someone yelled 'not him!',
but it was too late.
Our fellow met his fate.

Now he is in his garden,
come rain or snow,

Doing what he loves best,
helping the lime tree grow!

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* DO COME VISIT OUR GARDEN, IT REALLY IS SUBLIME, *
* HONOR A FELLOW, ORDER SOMETHING WITH LIME *
* BUT STAY ON THE PATH, OR FACE ONE'S WRATH *
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* Inn of the Eternal Star *
* Liliath Lamina *

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Chapter 3

Born from Water and the Moon from a ritual held by thirteen people, it is not
a stretch to say Liliath had an unusual upbringing. Although the people that
initiated Liliath's conception knew much about what was required for the
ritual they are no true followers of Lord Whiysdan.

Knowing nothing else, Liliath grew up quite happily among them. Having an
innocent spirit by nature, she just loves to sing and dance and come up with
all sorts of nonsensical stories and characters. At first, the people around
her encouraged that. They told her they loved her for her innocence. And how
perfect that would be.

Over time however they seemed to become very annoyed with her for some reason.
It took her some time still to build up the courage to do so, but Liliath
determined she would find a way to discover why that was.

One night her opportunity came. The Elders of the commune she was living with
were gathering at the great hall, as they often did each time a full Moon
rose. Naturally gifted at walking around softly, Liliath decided to follow and
find a place to hide so she could listen in. Quite familiar with the
surroundings as she was, she had no trouble staying out of sight and hide.

Standing in the middle of the round hall, the leader was addressing his fellow
Elders, arms raised and a dire expression on his face:

"The girl's 100th birthday is nearly upon us, yet I see very little progress
in preparing her for the ritual we have planned for all these long years!"

Staring fiercely at all those around him, he continues:

"She is innocent still, yes! But, I see no evidence that she is as
impressionable or gullable as you all swore me she would be!"

Muttering something harsh under his breath, the leader falls silent for a
moment. Clearly contemplating on how he can add sufficient weight to what he's
about to say next:

"Mark my words! I advice you all to bring your best, so that we are able to
call forth a very powerful demon. One who can pierce through the mind of that
girl and consume her with ease. If not, the demon will have to put up a fight.
Rest assured, he will win, but he shall not be happy!"

"And, who knows who else he might slay in his rage. Maybe you all!"

Shocked by what she just heard, Liliath rushed to leave the great hall and
just kept running. After catching her breath and calming herself, she
concluded that she had to leave what had become so familiar and head into the
unknown. While that idea scared her, it did also feel strangely attractive
somehow.

Determined she kept going. It did not take too long before she was singing
with passion once more. Eager to head out and explore the great world before
her!

Role

Chapter 2

Lost in though a Wood Elf child of pale complexion sits on a rock next to a
pond, her feet dangling in the slightly cold water. Seemingly unaware of
anything else she is looking at the ripples her feet are creating and at the
fish and creatures below.

Softly she starts singing to herself:

Silver Moon,
Explorer of worlds,
Inspire me to follow,
to follow into your foot steps,

To see what you see,
Up above, and down below,
Down below,
where not to all you can go,

I wish to be your eyes,
Go where you go and more!
Out I shall go, explore!


As the girl closes her eyes, silence falls on the land once more. After some
time, when nothing can be heard but the rustling of the wind, she sings yet
another song:

Down to the Inn I go,
Where folk meet and sing!

To drink and feast,
Laugh and dance and sing!

Create and consume,
Recite poetry and sing!

Tales tall and small,
Narrate and sing!

Perform and dance,
But most of all, sing!


It is unclear where a girl this young has picked up a song like that, perhaps
she does not yet even fully understand what it means. As if realising that the
girl says softly:

"I wish to see this Inn, where folk dance and sing. I wish to be there and
tell stories!"

Role

Chapter 1

Only a single night, on the 1st day of the Month of the Dark Shades, when the
Moon is in it's 3rd phase, a silver beam breaks through the darkness. It will
hit the water of a pond, where in the middle a single lily grows. Soft and
flawless, of immiculate beauty. Thirteen leafs cover a golden core, hidden to
the dark of night. However, as the misty lunar light hits, they shall awaken
at the Moons gentle embrace.

A ritual may be held, thirteen people, standing in line with the tip of each
leaf of the lily. Singing a chant, in solemn and soft unison:

Hearken our prayer, Moon Child,
Pure and wild,
Of beauty soft and mild.

Silver on green sheaf,
From your home of leaf,
a chance so brief.

Rise, seedling of the Moon,
Share your passion soon,
Grant us your boon.

Come daughter mine,
born from a silvery shine,
and water oh so divine

With a loving embrace,
A voice of ethereal grace,
and ever faster pace.

Rise now, flower of the night,
Elegant and bright,
Such a gorgeous sight.

As the last echoes of those voices evaporate, a child emerges from the lily. A
Wood-Elf baby girl, raised and nurtured, she grows up to be a young lady of
astonishing beauty. Infused with song from birth, she embraces those melodies
and the words that accompany them. A Bard she shall become.

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