Kane Bloom's Story

Chellana Navette was completely lost to the visuals of the flowers. They had begun to glow, which was the icing on the cake. The calmest of calms washed over her. She had never known that clovers could do this, and wondered if anyone that worked at the botanical gardens had even the slightest of a clue. After a few moments she closed her eyes and embraced the moment.

Kane Bloom hears the comments of drinks from the dwarf. Kane, being whom he was, could very easily understand the stranger. Since there were kids around, he could not explain what he was about to do, but hoped the dwarf would understand.

Kane pulled out a small vial from his hip, and caught some of his tears. The golden tears were activators of sorts, very rare stuff. He went over to a patch of golden clovers, whispered to it, and plucked a few. Instantly, they grew back, as if never having been plucked. He placed the clover in the vial, and shook it. He went over to the misses, and placed the vial next to her. The vial would have a golden liquid that would double in volume as it dissolved the clover inside.

He would pull out another vial and do the same thing he did before. But this time, he would use gold AND orange clovers. He would place the vial down next the dwarf. The dwarf would, in a couple of seconds, smell a sweet alcoholic scent coming from the vial. If either of them were to drink from thier respective vials, the liquid would multiply for the next half hour. Not running out, as if the clover itself was producing more liquid. Once the clover withered after a half hour, they would know the effects have ended.

"Orange for the taste of brew, gold for the taste of heaven." He would whisper, expecting no one to really hear it.

Durgur sniffs the vial and then grins eagerly gulping it down

Kane Bloom goes to sit down. Quietly looking at the newcomer that had appeared outta no where. Startling him a bit.

Kane Bloom was unfamiliar with THIS particular language. Maybe if he heard enough of it, he would be able to understand. But for now, this was his first encounter. Kane looked on, and simply said.

"Enjoy the Clovers" in common, because he too did not know where he was. Just like the clovers, he would eventually fade back into nature and popup somewhere else.

Durgur has keeled over now from the booze and air, and is now snoring like a freight train

Chellana Navette fluttered her eyes open at the sounds of snores. The light was getting low, glowing clovers like lanterns guiding the guests about the garden. Giant fractals shimmered off of the petals through the lenses of her spectrum enhancers. She stared at one of the clovers, memorizing the pattern of the flower's growth. Her heart skipped a beat as an idea for a new piece bloomed in her minds eye. Chellana grinned to herself. The best part was she knew just the place to get the emeralds.

Chellana Navette hadn't heard Calabrese since she was a kid. She answered absentmindedly, still focusing to memorize the clover by her side,

Florens Botanical Gardens, Annual Clover Bloom.

Kane Bloom began glow a brighter green, similar to the bright green clover. He was stuff in place as his entire being became completely one with the plants around him. Kane simply disintegrated into pollen. A noticeable poof of brilliant gold, green and blue. A scent of heightened bliss will wash over everyone in the garden as the pollen wash throughout the garden.

Patrick McGuinness skips off into the Town Square, resuming his jolly day with a wobbly jaunt in his step.