<strong>Location:</strong>Malfeas, Apartments of Rhikki-Annha Vase-Weaver<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>All Present plus Silk<br/><br/>The scrape of whetstone is an underlying percussion that puts an edge to Chorgath's details.<br/><br/>First to speak is Quiet Samaro.  He's recovered best from his wounds, as they were ones that the sesseljae could play away.  After he recovered, which only took a few days, he's been in and out, speaking next to nothing of his errands, but he's one of the few that have stayed.  "I don't know what I will be able to assist you with in acquiring the Wake of Mercury," he says, honestly.  "I have wandered long and far in Creation, and the only place that would spot me for what I am faster than Lookshy would be the halls of the Blessed Isle.  Our ways must part when we return to Creation, but if it is any consolation, I do not believe they will part for long."<br/><br/>Suicides rises from his chair, acknowledging Samaro with a nod.<strong>"It seems,"</strong>he announces,<strong>"that in the absence of the young woman who seemed so eager to take the helm of the Wake, that you will need a pilot.  Fortunate we, then, that--"</strong><br/><br/>The doors open suddenly, revealing both Ruby and Cerulean-- a little out of breath, a little mussed, like they'd been running for some distance.  "Please excuse us, lords and ladies," Ruby says, a victorious smile on her face, "but we've found that element we've spoken to you about.  Allow us the honor..."<br/><br/>They step forward and part, revealing another woman behind them.  "Of introducing Dreams of Silken Nights," Cerulean finishes, "Mistress of the Closed Lotus Plateau and the Sapphire Shadow."