Location [Syliras Location] Ethereal Notions

[Gossamer]

When one enters the city of Syliras, the first impression they get is simply that the city is a fortress that has overgrown its bounds and spilled out between the great arms of the Stormhold Castle. That is not exactly the truth though. The city easily fits within the confines of the castle, and in fact most of its denizens dwell within Stormhold's walls. It just so happens that some of them prefer being outside and don't mind the risks (which have been minimal) for several years. And while the fourth tier is the basement to Stormhold which can hold the city's livestock, granary, and a multitude of crops harvested throughout the region, it also contains the grand bazaar and some residential housing. Because of its uneven architecture, there are even dwellings that have access to glass windows that are above the ground floor but are still considered Fourth Tier. Ethereal Notions is one such location. Part home and part Spiritists sanctuary, Ethereal Notions is a rather plainly furnished home that shines like a beacon to the departed. Whisper Addison once held in her grasp a love so powerful that even death couldn't tear the couple away. Her partner for life and beyond was Duncan Favrie. And although they were never married, the two grew up together and were the closest of friends. Friendship bloomed into far more and even when Duncan died at the hands of The Voice - saving Loren Dyres' life - the afterworld and Lhex's determination couldn't keep him from Whispers side. The two dwell together even to this day - Whisper helping ghosts, guiding them, honing her skills to keep Duncan as close as possible. Duncan, for his part, acts as a mentor and guide, lingering in the world between worlds to protect Whisper and make sure her life is all it can be and that she is safe as well as happy. Whisper has discovered that she's infinitely talented... so talented that her home and business has thrived. Spirits wander in and out, some more malevolent than others, while living people seek her to request services or assistance that she is uniquely suited to offer. To the dead, Whispers home is like a lighthouse on a foggy shore. A ghost entering Syliras cannot fail to see its beckon of welcoming light for miles away. The form it takes is a lamp that burns perpetually in Whisper and Duncan's window guiding the lost home to them and letting them know someone is here that can somewhat understand them. Once in Whisper and Duncan's home, one will find an elegant sparsely decorated suite of stone rooms - a sitting room, a workroom, a small kitchen, bedroom, and bath. The workroom is the room the light shines forth from the window from and also the room the entrance opens up into. It's furnished with a table, shelves of supplies for sale, incense, special bowls, silver items, and a large circle cut into the stone of the floor by Whisper's own hands using a chisel. NPCs : Whisper Addison Whisper is a 22 year old human living in Syliras that comes from a long line of Syliran Knights. She herself grew up in a family of healers attached to the knighthood which is why she has such a nice home within Stormhold itself. Distantly related to Loren Dyres and the fiance of the now deceased Duncan Favrie - Whisper is well connected and enjoys a unique place within the rank and file of Syliras. Well respected even for her unorthodox work, everyone knows Whisper and does not blame her for the turn her life has taken. Skill List Spiritism - 86 pts Brewing - 45 pts Vinting - 45 pts Singing - 20 pts Weaving - 18 pts Duncan Favrie Duncan would never leave Whisper nor would he fail in his duty to protect his Grandmaster. Thus, when death claimed him, he wrestled away from the judgment, and did not pass on to reincarnate or be otherwise. He instead came right back to Whispers side and together they have lived ever since. Duncan, though great in leadership alive, is still getting used to his dead status. His current favorite thing to do is crawl into his fiance's skin and walk around with her. Skill List Possession - 45 pts Soulmist Projection - 35 pts Materialization - 25 pts

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[Eridanus]

The Resident Spookmeister

Day 9, Summer of 509 AV
Sometime after Midday
Ethereal Notions

The door opened, and Eri strode into the place that styled itself as a sanctuary of sorts, more so for the departed. He found himself drawn to the place ever since his arrival at Syliras, distracting him from his original purpose. No other city had a place like this, and when he entered the place there was a sort of soothing feeling that made him feel like he was safe.

He knew that he was generally safe in Syliras, as long as he kept his head down around the Knights and abided by their laws, for in exchange for this sheep-like obedience the Knights would ward off all other dangers whether it be from raiding bandits, crime or wild monsters. The Knights clamped down hard and ruthlessly on anything that they deemed to be a threat to the peace of the city, and as long as he made sure he was not deemed a threat as well he could allow himself to be less jumpy and paranoid in Syliras, more so than in more anarchistic towns.

The shop was underground, but it had high ceilings that were adorned with windows that were above ground, allowing light to shine in. The architecture, along with the effect of the streaming lights, conveyed the idea of the place being hallowed ground, and Eri somehow felt a need to whisper and tread softly as if he would be disturbing other, unseen beings.

He was no stranger to the Art, nor the beings that it dealt with, for decades ago he had tangled with them more than once, some peaceful some vengeful. As he stepped further into the abode of Whisper Addison, local spiritist extraordinaire, his mind worked furiously and he finally came to a decision. He would somehow try to bargain his way in order to learn more about the Art from her, for spiritists were rare in his travels. If the local rumour mill were to be believed, Syliras' resident 'spookmeister' was especially talented, and he would be pretty flattered to be able to learn from such an experienced and skilled spiritist. It was not to say that Jared of Avanthal was bad, but he was more like a freelance unofficial one, while Whisper seemed to be more established and organized with her Art.

The Vantha looked around, the streaming light catching on his head and brilliantly lighting up the characteristic streaks of Morwen's Lights, and he wondered if there was anyone here due to the unnerving silence of the place, the only thing that he could hear being his footsteps.