As Gwydion made his way over the cobblestoned path he was busy ignoring the Archluc as well. They were always about these places, policing the place as if they were a superior race fit to judge the world. He, alike many Cheza, disapproved of them. Their pride would be their downfall, the Cheza knew. Everytime Gwydion came where they were too, he kept as much distance as he could. His mind flashed back to that one wedding, that had given him enough experience with the Archluc to last for a lifetime. It was difficult to believe one of their own had truly chosen to spend the rest of her life with the Archluc. But then again, Mother nature had mysterious ways, who knew what good the bond may bring over time?<br/><br/>Knowing the Archluc did not like them, Gwydion was rather sure he'd be out of their sight soon enough. He could think of no reason for them to visit the city gardens. Those creatures were far too proud to be busy with nature. It relieved him when the city gardens came into sight. The luscious green trees, bushes and plants delighted him. In a language unknown to men he heard them greet him. The plants here told him how well the devotees had been doing their jobs. It was the perfect way to teach them, as he didn't need to be near to know how well they were doing. The city gardens were rather big, as this marvellous garden was something that the humans were proud of. Even if they had spend no energy or time on it themselves, the city garden was truly a sight to behold. The garden was divided in several sections and enclosed by conifers, providing a natural wall between the city gardens and the city itself. Right next to the conifers were intensely coloured rhododendrons, displaying a wonderful  transition from fuchsia to hues of red, shades of pink and -further into the gardens,- even yellow tints moving into intense white. The white ones went on, right to the core of the city gardens. A great display of plant diversity was visible in the city garden, something which Gwydion had caused. Before it had only been a field merely to harvest specific plants which the humans would eat. However, the humans had never minded the fact that plants need each other to thrive. What one takes from the earth, is what the other gives. It had been a blessing for these plants here that devotees had come to be and to listen to the Cheza.<br/><br/>Gwydion continued deeper into the garden. The initial bits of the garden were plants that were mostly there for their pleasant looks and scents, though they were most useful to dye clothes with as well. Coming further into the gardens, there was quite a decent pond with low hanging willows around it.  It was the true centre of the gardens, this lake. There was a path around the lake, with about two to three meters distance to it so the trees were not bothered. On the other side of the path were the edible plants. On one side, apple trees had been made to grow with their branches horizontally to their left and right, providing perfect living growing racks for other fruits, like the grape that really liked to climb up. Bushes of all sorts of berries were near as well, as well as some ground bound vegetables and such. On the other side were herbs, useful for all sorts of means. But he walked on, to deepest part of the gardens. There was a small wooden building there, looking somewhat like a chapel. There they would always gather as the devotees kept their equipment in that building. As he entered, it seemed only a few had gotten here. Just a handful, but it was alright. Gwydion knew he was rather early today.<br/><br/>With the usual greeting "Sha'm aemta'rr gzu" (May nature bless you) he welcomed the familiar humans who had already arrived.<br/>It didn't take long before more arrived. With a pleasant smile upon his face he awaited the rest. He had sat down upon the ground, the other devotees had done the same. Soon the group had  all gathered. It seemed one of them had brought along the Archluc, which was somewhat stresful to Gwydion. He had hoped they would not come here, as he surely did not need their negative energy here. But as they had all gathered, and sat down and the greetings had been done, it was time to get started. Time was short today.<br/><br/>"Today there will be less time than usual," Gwydion began, ignoring the Archluc. "Tonight is very important, as the alignment of the moons will take place. This only takes place once every few centuries, only so few humans get to experience it in their lifetime. To reap the most benefits of this powerful event, it's very important to stick to certain rules" Gwydion let his serious look slide over the different people, accidentally letting his eyes rest upon a specific Archluc for a longer moment before returning his gaze to the circle. "If the ritual is disturbed during the alignment, it will affect the harvests of the coming years tremendously. I hope you have all gathered the loose stones and sticks as I had requested you all to do so. We'll begin immediately" Gwydion stated, as he got up on his feet. "We'll first lay a circle of stones around the pond, then a circle of branches and finally, a drawn circle"