#earthrunes

And meanwhile, Zara's beacon with the help of others, lights up the Dreaming as magic makes sure 'you must be this decent' is part of the way in.

The working is complex - Zara rarely shows the extent of her magical skill, but the two sidhe both know she is a Namer. Coradel is tied to the fire, but, well, the Dougal is a Namer, too - the Fiona is not, should not notice anything amiss in the magics.

Indeed, Zara weaves magic like a master seamstress, and works her near silent but strong threads using the Dougal like a howling hunting dog might be used by a hunter to flush game.

Bellamy's Soothsay is on par with hers, but he primarily focuses on Sovereign - building wards, banning Houses from the way.

Indeed, he stacks the working like an expert jenga player.

And Zara feels ...something, they all so. Sidhe soul glides near the path they've formed... and, it bumps! And spins away denied. The stink of Balor on it. It looks like it is working.

Zara sits up a bit straighter, ruffled but pleased the defense worked.

Almandine smile thinly, pride in his eyes.

And then, Another arcadian spirit, and then another... two! Only one can fit.

Zara can feel one who reminds her a bit of Coradel, passionate, vibrant, and kind. THe other feels more thoughtful, reserved, and yet with a cautious kindness.

She could coax one, or the other if she wished.

Zara half-closes her eyes, kenning.

It's not that she minds Fiona, per se.

Coradel has become a friend, after all.

But the quieter soul intrigues her.

It is hard to tell the house on either... but definitely not of the Shadow Court Three.

A gentle pull on the quiet soul.

Curiosity in the quiet one, which might further endear Zara to whoever...

Rosco mmms but if he senses that does not argue.

And a sidhe spirit slips in...

(Perception plus Kenning)

/roll 7

THe other spirit has noticed the mortal world, and while the quiet one will be taking Dawn's identity as her own, the other might just be arriving within the week after somewhere within a few miles.

Not a bad thing, not really!

But, well, Dawn could only host one soul...

And like a plunging shooting star making her own wish come true, the sidhe spirit fills the body of the wrong child who has been gone a long long time by cursed magics made by dark forces, and now is aided by more benign ones!

And Coradel feels the link restored to her even as both magicians and ruler alike watch the arrival so carefully tended. It's a starfall of one, a rainbow of newness... yes, a Dream Dance begins!

(Pause)