The Druid begins to Panic

Jaekob Faolan: The Druid awoke from reverie which lasted considerably longer than even he would have imagined. He was aware of each moment that had passed. He was aware that his mate had not returned home and now he was panicked.

Where is she?????

Jaekob Faolan all but startles as he jumps from the bed, her side empty, unused. He bit his lip hard, a thing he did often. But this time, he bit it harder than usual and could feel the trickles of blood on his lips. He could taste,,,,, smell the blood.

Jaekob Faolan: He wiped the blood from his lip with the back of his hand and rushed outside to question the Elven rangers he had seen the previous night.

Jaek Questions the Rangers

Jaekob Faolan: "What do you mean? You have not seen her of late. What the hell are you? You are Elves rangers...what are you saying hmm," he said in a bit of rage and fright as his boots kicked at the ground. He turned, growling as he turned and moved toward the path that led to Cheshire. "I must go to the Citadel," he mumbled. "Maybe Audrey will know something."

Elven Ranger

Jaekob Faolan: And as he began to rush off, one of the female elves spoke softly. "Mi'lord Druid....if I may, there is a ritual at the Henge. Considering it's importance mayhaps Mi'Lady Amethyst will be there?" And that said, she turned away from him, toward the inlet.

Jaekob Faolan growls yet again and makes his way back into the cottage quickly donning his Druid whites. "I have been gone too long...I have missed so much," he stuttered as he ran

Fitheach Eun: "I would think so; we get so few traders."

Saphira Mistwalker smiles and nods happily. 'Aran Jaekob, greetings."

 Can Wobbit: "Greetings Master Druid.  I´m glad to see you."

Fitheach Eun turns hearing the greetings: " Jaek is that really you?"

Jaekob Faolan nods to them, his face a bit ashen and cold. He tried to focus on balance but could not. "Where the hell  is Ame?"

Sirius Moonwolf: looks about and sees the latest arrival "Greetings Sir, I come from afar, I was here a few days back looking for places to trade with and was invited to attend here today."

Jaekob Faolan nods to the stranger and turns back to Fitheach and Saphira, growling a bit, anxious for a response.

Fitheach Eun bites my lip, not knowing how to say it....: "She has disappeared..."

Saphira Mistwalker frowns at Jaekob's words. "Is Lady Amethyst missing? I had not heard."

Jaekob Faolan: "Wha... what do you mean disappeared?"

Fitheach Eun: "Her elven guard reported her missing ....they went to greet her in the morning one day past..."

Fitheach Eun: "But the house was empty."

Saphira Mistwalker gasps, and her frown deepens.

Fitheach Eun: "They have been out searching for her ever since."

Jaekob Faolan nods to Saphira, dearest of  friends, but cannot compel himself to casual greetings. "It seems so. She is not home and the rangers at our cottage have not seen her for awhile."

Sirius Moonwolf steps back listening, not realizing that there was an issue here and wonders if he should leave quietly to let them sort it.

Fitheach Eun: "They have searched everywhere; there is not trace they can find."

Saphira Mistwalker shakes her head, feeling herself becoming angry. "Are there any signs that she was taken?"

Fitheach Eun: "There was no disorder in the house; the young wolves were there."

Jaekob Faolan looks from one to the other breathing deeply trying to find balance.. He nods and looks about the Henge and a tiny  bit balanced, he says, "So...um...the ceremony. When I was told of it, I hurried here hoping to make up for mine own disappearance."

Fitheach Eun looks apologetically at Saphira; " I am sorry ambassador, the elven council swore me to silence."

Can Wobbit steps closer, just listening.

Sirius Moonwolf slowly turns to go as he is not certain he can be of any help here as he is a stranger here and hopes that they do not look at him to blame.

Fitheach Eun: "Vedui Lady Rosslyn."

Jaekob Faolan sighs, "We will DISUSS this more at a....a....more seemly time hmm?"

Rosslyn Guardian: "Greetings All!"

Fitheach Eun nods grimly, "Yes Aran"

Saphira Mistwalker face hardens. "If I find out the drow were involved "

Can Wobbit: "Greetings Lady Rosslyn."

Saphira Mistwalker: me curses in Draconic, "xsio wer ingoeth ekess wer bekifi".

Fitheach Eun: "You will have me with you on that, Ambassador."

Jaekob Faolan turns to the Bard, inclining his head to Rosslyn. He inhales deeply. "Vedui my dear friend."

Rosslyn Guardian: "And a great good greeting to you old friend....many seasons have passed since I beheld your face," smiles warmly.

Jaekob Faolan swallows hard and forces a smile, "Mi'lady, as enchanting as ever. We should sit and talk soon hmm?" And he turns his head  back to Fit, speaking softly. "I will want to know everything later hmm?"

Fitheach Eun watches the master druid guardedly and with deep concern.

Fitheach Eun nods again; " Indeed Aran, you shall know everything I do."

Rosslyn Guardian: "Oh course my friend... at your convienience."

Jaekob Faolan nods, biting on his lip. "Yes...hmmm...after the ceremony then hmmm? Now tell me, have you room for me in this ceremony and where should I stand?"

Fitheach Eun: "On the other side of the altar, please; there is a stone."

Saphira Mistwalker continues to hiss dire curses, "Si yenta, wer ingoeth geou qe ehis shar vignar svadrav si mi authot!"

Fitheach Eun raises her eyebrows and listens.

Saphira Mistwalker takes a deep breath and composes herself, not wishing to carry hate into the upcoming ceremony.

Fitheach Eun notices Lord Sirius slinking along the stones towards the exit and calls to him: " Please do not go Lord Sirius; this is just an internal matter and is over for now."

Jaekob Faolan nods, "It IS not over. But for the moment until after the ceremony. But, I will NOT be forced to wait long until I know the all of it."