#wavescrest

You feel stillness and motion pressing upon you from all sides. A familiar stirring draws you forward, and you wake once more from the long quiet.

You, FLAYN find yourself once more standing before the Terminus Tower. It has remained just as you once knew it, teeming with life. A guardian approaches.

Well, well, well. It seems that your time here is not yet over. You know the drill Echo. I'm sure you won't have an issue readjusting.

The guardian hands you the following:

A House Key. Emblazoned upon it is: 211, Seaside Province

Your former possessions, abilities, and emblems have been restored to you.

Welcome back to Aevum Isles.

He sat at a chair on the patio of a cafe in Seaside, making finnicky adjustments to the setup of teacups, bag of leaves, and teapot before him and his guest. It had been awhile since he did a reading of tea leaves. It had been taught to him that the ceremony of it all was important. He didn't put much stock into this kind of art himself--in truth he didn't actually consciously use a divination spell to make tasseography work-- but it was a parlor trick that made a lot of other people happy. So he learned it from his master.

"I apologize for not being able to do much more than this...I have had some trouble with conjuring visions while here at the Isles, so..." This would have to do.

Elias opened the pouch of finely cut loose leaf green tea, scooping a little over a teaspoon into the bottom of Flayn's cup. Just for fun, he decided he would do his own reading as well.

not quite in the temporal gardens , but just before in the alley-streets of the central district , stood a most familiar sight. green hair and eyes so much like her own. a dress that mimicked the design of a uniform she knew well.

"— flayn-...." she breathed the girl's name like a hastened prayer , an unfinished thought , and found her steps staggering against the cobblestone underfoot. leather dragged on stone as byleth stilled. relief and trepidation , joy and a distant fear all broiled in her , competing against to scale the confines of her chest and leap out into the open.

none of them did.

"time's flow ... it has brought you here too."

You feel stillness and motion pressing upon you from all sides. A familiar stirring draws you forward, and you wake once more from the long quiet.

You, FLAYN find yourself once more standing before the Terminus Tower. It has remained just as you once knew it, teeming with life. A guardian approaches.

Well, well, well. It seems that your time here is not yet over. You know the drill Echo. I'm sure you won't have an issue readjusting.

The guardian hands you the following:

A House Key. Emblazoned upon it is: 211, Seaside Province

Your former possessions, abilities, and emblems have been restored to you.

Welcome back to Aevum Isles.

You feel stillness and motion pressing upon you from all sides. From this, you are stirred, and spurred by your awakening, you step from the long quiet.

You, FLAYN, find yourself standing before the Temporal Tower, in a garden seemingly tucked away from the seasons of time. Still, people flock here beneath the borealis that lights the sky above, here to greet you.

A Guardian approaches.

Hello…. Echo. Well don’t look so confused, everything is exactly as it was made to be in preparation for your arrival. I would know. Yada yada yada, we hope you enjoy your stay… don’t break anything.

You receive the following:

A House Key. Emblazoned upon it is: 211, Seaside Province.

A Standard Issue Phone. It lights up when it manifests in your hand.

A small Fish-shaped Purse. The guardian hands the items to you with a simple nod and a comment that they hope she may find peace in this land.

Welcome to the Aevum Isles.