Backdated to July 28 : Phedre wakes in the Temple of Elua to find Hyacinthe has disappeared from the island. Unable to cope, she goes to the compound to find some busy work, and there is met and, in some cases, comforted by friends and acquaintances .

Backdated to July 28 : Phedre wakes in the Temple of Elua to find Hyacinthe has disappeared from the island. Unable to cope, she goes to the compound to find some busy work, and there is met and, in some cases, comforted by friends and acquaintances .

Though Ysandre would have liked some female company, it was indeed pleasant to once again have company at the boarding house. The gentlemen were friendly, though there was one among their number who seemed... [Feel free to encounter her anytime during this post, either while she has Lydia or afterwards. I'd especially love friends and boarding house residents, but anyone welcome! ST/LT welcome also.]

Timed to Friday, March 21 After weeks of ill health, Ysandre finally decides to visit the clinic, but she doesn't make it beyond the path in front of the boarding house . Fortunately, she is found by Simon Tam, who takes her to the clinic for care. [Thread still in progress.]

It had been a rather simple affair to gather Ysandre's few belongings, and with the assistance of Bill Weasley she was moved out of the Compound and into the Boarding House in short order. The place Jane's...was pleasant, warm but not overly so, and she thought perhaps she might find Phedre to see if she would accompany her to Elua's temple. [Find her in or near the Boarding House. ST/LT welcome]

I remember these words from you. '' You are as I would be had I not hold this position .'' I have told you often enough that I lived for myself first and foremost. Then to your pride in seeing me...provide a much needed challenge. If we do not bed, our frustrations would be much easier for it. You are forever in my prayers to Blessed Elua and Azza - § - Duc Auheron Duval Trevalion - § -

Drustan arrives at the palace and Ysandre is there to greet him.

The royal palace in the City of Elua was always a sight to behold, but never moreso than when the peerage of Terre d'Ange turned out to celebrate. The entire building, it seemed, had been covered with...a glass of cordial, and I took one up, lifting it in toast before tossing it back with a soft sigh. "Joie," I whispered, and threw the glass down to shatter at my feet. part I still ongoing here .

I have not spent my entire life taxing my body in every way possible to not know, with absolute knowledge, what it feels like to be in this body. So when I awake, of course, I know almost instantly...the fall jolts my left arm. This is not a good start to my day. [this is one very unhappy cassiline. if you're not a treehouse resident, feel free to say he's already gone outside to panic there.]

The Master of the Straits had passed on, leaving me both his power and his curse. It was a dubious gift at best. It had not taken me long to learn that it was better not to think of everything I had...steadily, and I was utterly bewildered. What sort of mad trickery was this? [Come tell The Prince of Travellers he's traded one island for another. Phedre and Joscelin are especially wanted. :D]