Emberwood —an elixir for universal life.”

We did it! :) Welcome to your new home, UG! @Kavik @Bhediya @Sarah @Reiko @Sativa @Marten @Kukulkan @Hogo @Awol @Pygmalion @Lainie

Please post at least one reply with your pledged character! This will be left open for 1 week to accommodate everyone's schedules; failure to reply to this rallying cry means your character has left UG and will not be counted among the initial ranks; you can always have your character return and join in a private thread after (UG doesn't judge!!).

Thank you everyone for your help in forming this so quickly! <3

There was nothing special about today—nothing at all, not even a little bit. Her nose wasn't as drippy but her throat still hurt; she was getting better, but still wasn't at her best. That didn't seem to matter tonight, though. After spending the past few days in a deep sleep (or vaguely awake for long enough to try some medicine and drift off again) Ibis was suddenly very awake now, and also aware that the night was all around her. It was cold but not too cold; a ground fog had rolled in across the meadow and now clung to the edge of the forest, which would have usually unnerved her, but not tonight.

Tonight the stars were out. The sky was as clear as she had ever seen it, and the stars — they flourished overhead like a field of little buds winking back at her. She lifted herself free of the thin blanket of snow which had draped over her coiled body and doe-stepped from the shadows, to where a fresh expanse of snow sat waiting for her, twinkling, reflecting starlight so that the once-burning forest looked ethereal, as if imbibed by magic. There was warmth on her cheeks, it spilled from her eyes, but they were happy tears — perhaps even a vestige of the fever which had claimed her for so long, but now that it broke she saw the forest anew.

Their forest, she thought as she blinked away the gleaming in her eyes; their home now, the young woman thought as she envisioned all of her friends, her new brothers and sisters, and raised her head. As her voice spilled out of her it filled the gaps in the trees, carried to where sleeping bodies lay in shared spaces, and to those that kept watch even in the thick of the night. The song grew stronger as if it carried its own life and its own power.

Uaine Gorsedd — the name popped in to her head as she sang to them, letting the world know that they were here now, that this was their's. Perhaps, she thinks, perhaps somewhere, @Okeanos can hear them.