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Rolled 5, 3, 9 = 17 (3d10)
>Respawn in Lake of Communion
The focused minds of the Listeners tune wearily on the visions of Theobald and his battle, observing with great terror as the red beast mutates and hatches a crimson behemoth of colossal talons and fangs, and in but an instant later these visions would fade and recede to observe another rebirth: infinitely smaller, more helpless, and innocent: The Fifth Vessel.
So it would seem, the Faith of the Whisper works in mysterious ways. Ripped from the rippling wake of a accoucheur's tender gauntlets, is the troubled fate of our new Vessel. The birth of a Vessel is never a nonpartisan occasion, and by the folded myceliac pages it is known, the folk of the Great Houses are not to interweave, especially naught come the time of birthing a speaker. This child's birth is thanks to both Nelyth and Yros. A forbidden love between young noblefolk of the two houses, an impossibility is gifted to the Lake of Communion. Within the spore clouds of home, whispers of such a fact do not go unpunished by the militia of Vaelith, though these rumors continue to stir behind closed doors, and far extents of Oltar Town and the Eastern Reach. As rumors stir, so does the truth muddy, as some whispers claim Reymnd was born to House Morcair to complete the cycle, as one vessel has been born to a separate house each prior except Morcair, and this drama was stirred as a plot by House Nelyth to remain in power. Some believe that Reymnd is true born to House Yros, and House Nelyth constructed this ordeal to claim the Speaker themselves. Regardless, one truth remains constant: House Nelyth, Keepers of the Lake, have taken ample advantage of their opportunity come the unexpected birth of the lowborn Theobald Nelyth.
Reymnd the Visionary, raised estranged from his forsaken parents, under the guidance of House Nelyth's elite. Hoisted by the training of a knight and conquerer, but gifted in the cunning of Yrosi, Reymnd is contemplative, outlandish, decisive.
"The pleasantries of whispers beyond the Myceliac, and the putrid aromas of their greenery, weeds, and glades, is unkempt of those belonging to our faith. Their exposure to blue skies, a breath dry of The Whisper's spore... It breeds an adoration of our new, unarmored, kin of the 'God King'. A lesser filth that understand little in the ways of the civilized. The lack of conviction Theobald held is potent, as any faithful would remedy this the moment The Whisper claimed their soul."
>Unit Move [Raymnd the Visionary] (14,13), just to reach Eastern Reach
>Terraform check for next action, +1 FV from Divine Lineage roll
