C.A.R.P.S.

Flamyras enters the woods, hoping to find someone who could help the infliction befallen Jason during the last battle with the accursed necromancer. The stories of the fae being the only who could restore one whose years have been stolen had been told repeatedly the last few nights. Lucky, it seemed to him, that Flamyras had spent an entire moon within the fae realm with Spring. Hopefully he isn't too upset about my getting out on my own, Flamyras muses to himself.

He heads for two locations, the place he remembered seeing through the golden door in Spring, where he assumed the entrance was. He also stops at the place where he found himself after exiting through a different gate, afraid of the fires that seemed to be randomly appearing with Spring gone for so long from his realm. Every day, he makes the trip between the two places and scouts the area, hoping to encounter Spring or Willow, whichever he has taken to calling himself at this time.

"Spring... never trust spring... she made Skoor..."

"While wandering the woods Flamyras sees the woodelf mage Aroura"

"when she spots him looking for something she approaches"

Can I help you find something?

"Oh, hi Aurora. I'm just... hoping to get lucky and run into Willow. When he took me into what he called Spring, I could see this area through the entrance way. I guess I'm just hoping that he still uses this place as an entrance."

Thinking for a moment, "You wouldn't happen to know how to contact the fae, would you?"

I can take you into the Fae realm if you wish. From there you just call out for spring and if he feels like responding (looks alittle perplexed calling spring he) he should.

May I ask what you need of the Fae since I have to stay with you till he answers or you give up?

"During the last fight with that necromancer, several of those that went with us were struck with some life-stealing attacks, causing them to age rapidly. Jason took several, aging him well into his 80s at the least. I've been told that the last time something like this happened, only the fae knew a way to restore those lost years. Since I spent a great deal of time there last moon, I was hoping that I could find him to see what he knows."

*maka runs by naked and screaming with a mug of rot gut*

Grasping the bridge of his nose, "Dammit, Maka..."

While the Fae may know ways, but I know the essance mages know a way. I am currently awaiting their answer regarding essance blooms that are dry. I know a spell can be done with freshly harvested blooms but they are checking on dried.

Looking visibly relieved, "That's... honestly, great news. I was seriously worried about this, seeing as how fickle the fae can be. Even knowing who Spring used to be, there isn't much I could do if he decided that I was in his debt or something. Which I probably am, anyways...", he says, sighing at the end.
"Alright, well if we have another method for this, I'll wait until we learn more."

i assure you we have a couple options right now. we are first waiting to hear back from the essance mages then if that doesn't work we have something else we will try. i will keep you informed

*a naked maka peaks out from behind a bush, still holding a mug of rotgut*

SPRING'S A FEMALE, STUPID!

*she scrambles away alternately giggling and yelling*

*Stag runs by naked and screaming, holding a mug of something that appears to be smoking*

"AAheeeeeee!"