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"No, Shelyn hasn't said anything about it. But I have been busy and she hasn't visited me yet. Oh, I am sure Cayden took afront to it but as his Chosen cleric bard, I am sure you will be given more allowances than most. He also is quick to forgive."

In response to his belch and flying food, she chuckles and states with grace, "It's fine, Zaidel. Better out than in!"

She responds to Jean with a concerned look, "No, I have not heard of any major movements. Of course I have been a bit busy, and my awareness is limited that I am in this form."

She smiles with Ramie, "That is good to know. Zaidel, you heard her; you have big brother status. Anything happens to her, and I am speaking with Cayden! Now, each of you should take a mint and move along. The mint will help with any bloating or overeating. I have business to attend to and loved your visit. Please stop by any time. Now shoo!" She gladly gives hugs to Ramie first and then anyone else.

She stage-whispers 'confidentially' to Desna, "Do all Satyrs change their minds as fast as the flip-flop of a wind-sock?"

The goddess relays with a smile and a chuckle, "Why yes. Yes they are. Be glad he is not trying to get in your pants. They are notorious for their frequency of activities."

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Imagine a grand breakfast banquet spread across a long, rustic wooden table, overflowing with a dazzling variety of warm, comforting dishes, each bursting with rich flavors, tantalizing aromas, and irresistible textures.

At the center, a golden stack of fluffy buttermilk pancakes, drizzled with amber-hued maple syrup, glistens under the morning light. The pancakes are buttery, soft, and slightly crisp at the edges, each bite melting in your mouth with a hint of vanilla. Nearby, a towering plate of Belgian waffles, their deep pockets holding pools of syrup, is adorned with freshly whipped cream, plump berries, and a dusting of powdered sugar.

Beside them, a heaping platter of sizzling, crispy bacon crackles with a smoky aroma, the strips cooked to crunchy perfection. Alongside, savory breakfast sausages, their casings seared to a golden brown, burst with juicy, seasoned goodness. A tender, juicy ham steak, glazed with a touch of honey and cloves, adds a sweet, smoky depth to the spread.

For those who love eggs, a creamy, cheesy scrambled egg dish glows a rich golden yellow, flecked with fresh chives. A fluffy, vegetable-packed omelet, stuffed with sautéed bell peppers, mushrooms, onions, and melted cheddar, sits proudly on a warm ceramic plate. A silky, delicate eggs Benedict, featuring a perfectly poached egg resting on a buttery English muffin, is blanketed in velvety hollandaise sauce.

Carbs are well represented with a basket of warm, flaky croissants, their layers crackling at the touch, alongside buttery biscuits, perfect for slathering with sweet fruit preserves or rich country-style gravy. A hearty bowl of steel-cut oatmeal, creamy and lightly sweetened with honey, is topped with crunchy pecans, tart dried cranberries, and a sprinkle of cinnamon.

For a lighter touch, a vibrant fruit platter overflows with juicy pineapple, crisp apples, plump grapes, and bright, citrusy orange slices, offering a refreshing contrast to the rich flavors. Creamy Greek yogurt parfaits, layered with crunchy granola and ribbons of berry compote, bring a balance of sweetness and tang.

To wash it all down, steaming cups of bold, freshly brewed coffee fill the air with their deep, roasted aroma, while glasses of chilled orange juice, tart cranberry juice, and smooth, frothy milk provide the perfect morning refreshment.

Finally, for a sweet breakfast treat, warm, gooey cinnamon rolls, dripping with vanilla glaze, fill the room with their intoxicating spice, their soft, pillowy layers unraveling bite by bite. A delicate fruit Danish, filled with silky cream cheese and vibrant fruit preserves, offers the perfect flaky, buttery indulgence to end this unforgettable morning feast.

With every bite, this breakfast banquet brings warmth, comfort, and a medley of flavors that make waking up feel like a celebration.

She smiles at your interaction.

That is up to you Ramie. You can have the starknife be the bonded item, or instead a set of masterwork tools that would be helpful to do your preferred art.

Desna will give Ramie a hug. It does feel nice a sense of home and such.

Lady Desna asks for well-aged Elven Moon wine. She spouts off a year if you can do that.

Once the ritual is done she suggests, "You should all rest and recover. Then you can go travel. I have no specific missions at the moment but I won't hesitate to ask if something does come up."

"You may go. I will accept Ramie while you are away."

She would speak with Ramie having her tell about her life before and the places she had traveled.

Spellcraft DC 25: 10 + 18 = 28
K Arcana DC 30: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (18) + 19 = 37

Zaidel will be able to do the ritual but it requires 400 gp of incense and 800 gp of powdered silver. Then the ritual takes at least 18 hours but to be safe you might take 24 hours.

"Ah I believe I understand. So this ability will be fueled by me. Conditions.... I would not be opposed to cross-faith collaboration."

She suggests but is open to adjustments:
Daily requirement: Work on an art project for at least two hours.
Weekly Requirement: Travel to a new location and set up a shrine where you rest along the path.
Prohibited behavior: cast nightmare or use similar magic to corrupt dreams.
"I don't want to impede you but to guide."

Reassuring Zaidel she says, "No, no, no. Saytr. I have been on the material plane for a few years now and only recently moved to New Faces. You may have played, but unless you spoke my name out loud, I would have no consciousness of it."

She thinks out loud and questions, "Chosen Ability Chausible of The Fateweaver, hmmm that sounds interesting. Do you have an expert on this or someone that knows the rituals of binding that seem needed for this? What is the ability specifically?"

"My dear Ramie I know you are new to all of this. Yes you have not joined my Familia yet. In spirit you have, I know. Yes I accept your gift, it was not necessary but it is nice. Yes but I need to know why you need a focal point."

With a large smile she replies, "Yes I know. Just holding back the requests. The illusion was put in place for the place to look like it had a few months ago. Lets focus on you. What do you need?"

In her majestic splendor she stands up and comes to greet you. "Greetings all, sorry for being so busy but that happens when we descend. Please have a seat."