Tazlure

Mara gritted her teeth as she braced herself she against the growing pressure of the flame. "Hurry Jermaine!" Mara gasped. "I can't hold it back much longer!" Mara's eyes flicked back and forth among the stars of the Aether for help or guidance. She could see the form of Jermaine...

Mara sucked in a mouthful of air though clenched teeth. "I am sure it is not, Jermaine." Mara said softly but spared no more time for the gnome. This burning star required all her attention now. The Father claimed dominion over the realms of fire and water. It should be within her to quiet...

"Both." Mara answered simply. "Given the choice I would have remained in the Mouth but with all the vendetta in the streets it just wasn't safe. So I came here months ago to seek out friends that had come here before me. This place grows on you, I find." "So tell me about Fo...

"Someone's been stealing from your family?" Mara supposed it was inevitable. The gnomes had an amazing capacity for finding and stockpiling scrap and raw materials. With the rising scarcity they were bound to become targets. Unless of course they actually wanted their inventions? Mara shoo...

Good thing I didn't bet that crown. Mara nodded back to his mock bow. "I think you are supposed to be my muse. I've not heard of a muse for knife throwing." She smiled. "My name is Mara Zucaro, formerly of the Mouth so I bet my accent told you that. Where do you hail from, Signor San...

"I told you you weren't going to like it." Mara shrugged. "Next time come up with a plan of your own." Mara sighed and look over the bar at the suds and froth that marked the duck's death throes. "Besides if I know you, you're already drawing up plans in your mind for waterp...

Hundreds are barely living outside the walls and this arrogant prig has a crown to waste on a stupid bet. I'd love to take him down a peg. For that matter, I'd really like that crown. Mara mused. "You must think Pax a wealthy city indeed if one dressed as I has crowns to spare." Mara spun...

"You're asking me?" Mara sputtered incredulously. "You built the damn thing! What's its weak spot? Cause I have an idea but you are not going to like it." Mara raised up her head and took a another look at the situation. "Jake! Drag that washtub you stick the empties in over...

Mara walked around the festival grounds taking it all in. It was no Festival of the Rivers but there was food and drink and smiles in abundance when all were usually in short supply. That made it a good thing. Still aside from a savory meat pie that she munched on, nothing was really catching her in...

Mara pushed open the door to the Father's Grace with heavy thoughts on her mind and needing a pint of Jumping Jake's to quiet them for a bit. "Hey Jake, Jer!" Mara greeted the brothers. "One pint of... merde!" Mara exclaimed as the duck singed Jake's bar rag. She dropped to the g...

Mara took in all that Torc had said with an ever growing sense of dread. She swallowed thickly. "I have always heard that you should let the sleeping lie but failing that I agree a dream of peace is preferable over a nightmare. Thank you Torc, for you straight words. It is a rare commodity thes...

Hello all,

My real life has stabilized somewhat so I am dipping my toe back into Tazlure. Can't wait to see how things have exploded since I've been away.

Mara accepted the charm gingerly then tucked it into a pocket. "Thank you Torc. I am sure he will love it." Mara hesitated a moment then leaned in and spoke quietly. "Torc, what think you of the strange energies and forces about the town? I'll admit that its been concerning me more th...

"When we have the time, Torc, I think a long evening debating philosophy until the fire burns to embers is in order." Mara observed. "For now, I think pragmatism may trump the finer points of beliefs." "I shall take the day to mull over what you have offered. Mara nodded in ...

Mara blinked. Torc's response was clearly not the one she expected. "Your initial words did not sound like one seeking a partner, merely workers." Mara explained. "My apologies for not divining your intent." Mara said nothing for a flicker or two. "I am interested enough to ...

Mara listened to Torc politely and nodded along as he described the problems to come with the cold of winter and his solutions. His words made sense and his reputation spoke in his favor. Still, Mara had been too long in the Mouth to accept a man showing up out of the blue with the answers to your p...

"So that is the famous Torc." Mara smiled slightly. Being so active in the refugee camp and consulting Nyrellon as often as he did, Mara was well aware of Torc and many of his dealings in Pax. Yet, they had somehow avoided meeting face to face until this moment. Their reputations clashed a...

Mara nodded to Armanno and left him to his own devices as she doled out breakfast to her hungry flock. Torc's entrance did not catch her attention at all but Tamlis doing a double take as he entered did. The nod also captured her curiosity as he was not known to her, by face anyway. "Tamlis?&qu...

"It was my intention when I started this church for it to be a haven for all believers that wished to find a quiet place away from the oppression of the Oneists." Mara replied. "So I am pleased that you will stay. Try and find what peace you can before heading back out into the world....

"That's right, Signor." Mara nodded. "We break fast together and then thank the Father that we had food to eat this day." She smiled. "Today we acknowledge the solstice and its place in our lives. I know everyone will want to go to the festival or their own celebrations in t...

"Bit of both." Mara replied reaching over to take back the bowl and spoon. They tended to disappear if she wasn't watching. "I got out before the vendettas really started flowing. Got myself a job and a place to live. When the refugees started pouring in, I started doing what I could ...

Mara forced a smile onto her face for the newcomer. He was hardly the first lost soul seeking only a free meal. Mara knew that you had to feed the body first to have a chance at feeding the soul. The priestess was glad for the dagger at her own belt though. He was a Mouthie after all. "Come and...

The morning found Mara under a large tent in the refugee camp stirring a large pot of thin porridge which was set on a tripod like affair of gnomish design over a small fire. Though simply having a place to worship was enough to attract many, Mara noted that serving breakfast to those that came swel...

Mara nodded simply. "I have but one other question and then I'll leave you to your work." Mara added. "Has there been any sign of Lasswen in Pax? Back in the Mouth they always said that you were being rounded up to be deported but there were rumors that not everyone made it here."...

"Yes." Mara answered simply. "Focusing on my faith was always secondary to dodging the Inquisitors and helping others. Now that I have time to breathe, I would like to learn more." Mara paused for a flicker. She knew the next part would sound naive but she had nothing to hide fro...