PARADISA LOST

[Arwen rode up to the Castle a little while earlier on Lumbelarn. His saddlebags are full of provisions and the few things she will need for her journey. She leaves him there, for the moment, and enters the Castle for what she hopes will be the last time. She goes to her room, and writes a quick message in her journal before leaving it there.]

[filtered to those who know her by name]
[written]
I know I have not been near the Castle of late, instead living in my little wood, but now I plan to journey as a group did once before, beyond the boundaries of the Castle. I do not know when I shall return.
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[Having written this, she leaves the journal in her room, and makes her way to the High Lord's chambers.]

[Hallways/Saetan's Room Filter]
[Arwen knocks twice when she gets there. She is carrying two letters, and is dressed in a traveling cloak.]

[the following is written, very clearly, and seems more hurried than her usual flowing script]

How many are wounded or ill, besides those here at Dr. Foreman's house? I would like not only numbers, but names. It may be that we are to return tonight, but I cannot help but think we will somehow be surprised - either by returning still in ill health, or by not returning as soon as we should like... In either case, those wounded and ill need tending. Many of our usual doctors have little experience with the supplies of this era, it seems - yet there are those among us who can recognize the healing properties of plants. I would require your help, both here and where I cannot be.

And when we do return - those whose names will be here should be checked to see if they still require assistance.

I do hope nothing more goes awry.



[private filter]
Yuan - wounded
Ted (with Booster) - wounded
Faith - still unconscious
Evangeline - ill

[Arwen has been gone from the castle for a while now... building her little sanctuary. Phase one is now completed, and she is returning to the castle... on a horse! Which is a Midsummer's Eve present from the Castle. He arrived at sundown, direct from her world and time. After a little bit of rejoicing together, she rides him back to the Castle. Now they're both outside the front doors, and she writes the following]

[filter: friends]
I have returned to the Castle to gather what things I left. I am currently outside the front doors, with a dear old friend who has been brought here by the Castle. If any of you would like to join me on the return journey to my little dwelling tomorrow at dawn you are more than welcome. It is far for one of Men to walk, but quick work for a horse or a swifter race. If you cannot join me at dawn, but would still like to come, I can send Lumbelarn to guide your way.
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[and then dictated, quietly]
It has been too long...


[[ooc: Second part and in-person is open to anyone~! Pretty Meara horsey~! Post for those joining her tomorrow here.]]

( High Lord SaDiablo )

[a sigh, and then the following is dictated]
My heart grows weary of this place...

[Arwen wakes up a little after midnight and lies there for a moment, listening to her own breathing, Morrolan's breathing, and that of her son... which, wait a second... she can no longer hear Adron's! So she gets up, being careful not to wake Morrolan in case it is simply an overreaction, and rushes to the nursery, to find an empty bed. So he has gone. For a moment, Arwen cannot believe... but no. Her heart has been warning her of this all along. Still, she cannot silence a gasp that leaks from her mouth as she sinks to the floor, tears freely flowing, now. She moves back into the room she has shared with Morrolan and pauses. Should she wake him? No... she moves along, out of the room, out of the Castle, to the gardens, where she finally collaspes, and weeps uncontrollably as the stars wink down at her, offering the only comfort she can take at the moment. She will be here all night, til she falls asleep just before dawn.]


[[ooc: and all of this is recorded by the journal in her cloak pocket...]]

[dictated, urgently]
River Tam has been found unconscious, and she is not in her own mind, which leads me to wonder if she is trapped in that of another. If you have a friend with the capability of entering the minds of others, please go see them. If any are found in a similar state, please bring them to the Clinic!

In addition - I assume I was not the only one to feel a slight touch earlier from one with this capability? There is a possibility our answer lies there, if he can be found.