The Pact

For months, Calypsic could have been found amongst the glade studying. It was only on rare occasion that she was seen without a book glued to her hands. Currently, as most usually expect to find her, she sits in the temple of Eilistraee's library. In front of her are dozens of books. Someone could see a few books on Eilistraee and her dogma, a couple of books on magical lore, a book lays open on the table to a page about the archfey Caoimhin. In her hand she holds a book on speaking Sylvan. Although she is concentrated completely on the book, her face looks calm.

She repeats a few sentences in very broken sylvan over and over again. "(In Sylvan) Please come to me Caoimhin. I offer food" she gestures to some cookies and cake she's laid on the table. "I will sing for you" she sings melodically."Please come". She looks around hopeful and then is disappointed when once again he did not appear. She moved back to the sofa and dropped to the sofa with the book in her hand. She sighs heavily and reads over the book again. Her sylvan must be too broken for him to understand.

After hours of practicing the sylvan word for word, she put down the book having memorized the words. She rises from the sofa and closes her eyes. She once again calls out, louder this time in a melodic tone the words in Sylvan. She puts all of her might into summoning Caoimhin to her and when she is finished singing the words she drops to the ground. For a few moments, the room is completely silent. She sighs when she thinks he once again was unable to hear her when suddenly she hears a voice from behind her.

Auryne stands behind her giving her support... having practiced with her the needed sylvanphrases over and over again..
she listens tense.. silently praying to Erevan to give her strenght

An'aroluth was there often as well. She was more of a presence in her own, often reading the Eilistraeean books herself, or some other book. Sometimes she would have disappeared for a good time, likely to go out training. However, she eventually always returned to check in on Calypsic, and often times she would help out. Her gaze would shift over the novels within the library, and so often she would suggest one to Calypsic that would help in the research.

Ea'raldor often spends long hours in the library with Calypsic or going to fetch her anything she needs or asks for, joining in with her research and contemplation, often in a light airy mood.

After the first attempt at summoning Caoimhin or his avatar, he sighs before heading back off to fetch Calypsic some more things before sitting determinedly with her, focussing the majority of his time on helping her, otherwise offering light conversation with Auryne or An'ar when they're around.

At her second attempt at summoning the Arch Fey, Ea'ral stands off to the side and watches her, a glint of hope in his eye and a faint smile towards Calypsic as she finishes, waiting ever watchful before that very small killmoulis creature appeared behind her, draped in the gossamer armor and grumbling ever faintly. He stood by Calypsic and slowly turned her to face the tiny Arch Fey.

When Calypsic is turned toward the grumbling fey, her eyes open. She jumps back slightly a bit startled. She'd thought he was ignoring her and she was doubting he would show. After milliseconds, she regains her composure and speaks to the fey.

"(In broken Sylvan) Greetings Caoimhin. It is I who summoned you. I've called on you to make a pleading request for help." she says as she grabs a cookie from the table and offers it to him.

The killmoulis takes a bite from the cookie and seems to be judging the taste of it as he chews much like a food critic. He looks pleased when he finishes the cookie and responds.

"(In fluent Sylvan) Good cook. Yes, I will listen to your plea... what is it that you need?"he asks as he eyes the others in the room suspiciously.

Calypsic takes a deep breath and speaks slowly as she tries to ask in Sylvan properly.

"(Slightly less broken Sylvan) I am bound to a demon by a pact my ancestors made. I ask of you to help me break free from this lesser demon." Calypsic says as she lowers her head.

The killmoulis places in hand on his face as he thinks. He looks Calypsic over and then to her friends. His face lights up when an idea crosses his face. He disappears for a moment and returns with a flute. He hands it to Calypsic.

"(In Sylvan) If you will play this flute well and your friends dance to it... if I am properly entertained, I will consider helping you."He chuckles

Calypsic looks down at her flute and then back toward An'aroluth, Ea'raldor, and Auryne.

An'ar, who had probably stumbled into this as it was happening, actually let out a bit of a sly smirk at the fey's words, and she answered it directly, in rather fluent sylvan.

"I'm an Eilistraeean, I do it on a nightly basis."

She chuckled and began to sway in a rather alluring pattern, and tapped her foot to start a beat the others could work with.

Ea'raldor watches the two for a little before, he shrugs.

"If this is what usst must do... easy." he grinned a little over to his bond partner and began to dance, badly, quite badly indeed but seemed to enjoy himself never the less.

*Auryne smiles as the little Killmoulis appears and watches him for a while... as Calypsic starts to dance she smiles and jumps to join in the dance... swirling away in a joyful dance... giggling and laughing*

The dancing and flute playing continue on for hours as the little killmoulis eats the food offerings and watches. He holds up his hand and gestures for them all to stop so he can speak.

"(In Sylvan) You have all shown me a good time. Come here girl, let me peer into your pact."

He gestures for Calypsic to come forward. He holds his little hand over her and closes his eyes. Not two minutes later the little Killmoulis falls to the ground laughing. Calypsic looks back at Ea'raldor with a confused look and then back to Caomhin.

"(In Sylvan) This demon who pacted your ancestors was either very very deceiving or your ancestors were straight up fools!"He is barely able to say in his laughing. "(Sylvan)This pact was made with not only a lesser demon, but a lesser of the lesser demons."

Calypsic looks at the killmoulis with a soft smile. "(Sylvan)Then will you help me, Caomhin?" She looks hopeful.

"(In Sylvan) Yes, yes I will help you. These are my conditions. Firstly and most importantly, you will make me these delicious cookies every day." He chuckles. "(Still Sylvan) Second, you will dance and you will learn to play the flute even better. I like hearing the flute played. I will keep this lesser demon from coming near you, however, the first time you do any evil act, this pact will be broken." He smiles and looks over Calypsic. "(Sylvan) You are a good lady. I think we will be good friends. That I do. I will keep this lesser demon from you and we will be forever friends." With that, the killmoulis disappears into thin air and the room fills with music briefly and then fades away.

Ea'raldor can barely control the grin on his face at Caoimhin's words, he starts over to Calypsic and hugs her tightly, swaying her in his arms as he speaks.

"Dos are free from the demon Ceela... finally dos can be happy to dosst hearts content."

Afterwhich, he gave her a quick kiss before heading off to spread the news to the others in the Glade.

*Auryne smiles broadly as the little fey lord disapears again... she takes a deep breath as she remembers the day her pact was made and her smile briefly falters, then she shakes the thoughts from her head again and runs to Calypsic to hug her...*

"you did it Calypsic..you are free from your dark pact... that calls for a celebration"
*she pulls out several bottles of wine from her backpack and grins*

"let the party beginn!"