He appeared as silently as snowfall many decades ago to aid Sarapis, the
Logos - and later, the Great Mother - in the Weaving of the realm, as
part of the divine pentad. Without fanfare, with grace, eloquence, and
gentle humour, he wove the weft and warp of Creation for many years, and
in so doing, wove a part of himself into the cloth of Achaea for all
time. Now he has gone, departed to work the weave in other parts of
Creation, remote planes where he is now needed. Remember him well:
Clementius, the Weaver.

Below lies a transcription of the farewell ceremony.

A small natural cavern
Despite appearing a small, cramped cavern from the outside, once
entered, the space within seems to somehow expand to always seem of cosy
yet comfortable dimensions for the precise number of persons within it,
regardless of how many enter or exit the cave. The walls curve gradually
as they rise to form a natural dome overhead, low enough almost to
touch. Packed dirt forms the floor, patches thinning here and there to
reveal rough grey limestone beneath. A soothing warmth radiates through
the cave, though there is no discernible source. A resplendent golden
tapestry drapes across the cavern wall. The seamless, rectangular frame
of an impressive ivory loom oscillates in the ever-changing light.

Clementius arrives.

The Maiden, the Matron, and the Crone seat themselves in an approximate
half-circle upon the earth.

In complete silence, the Crone brings two withered hands to her mouth
and blows upon them gently, black eyes deep and fathomless.

From within them she draws a length of silver material, binding it to
the distaff.

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "Hail, Weaver. For the thread of the
Weave, I give to you the first breath of a newborn babe, and the last
breath of a dying man.

As Urdu passes the distaff to Verthandi, the Matron carefully winds
semi-transparent fibres of pristine ivory reminiscence around the
distaff securely.

Verthandi, the Fruitful Matron says, "When I was a young girl, once on a
full-moon night I sat on an ocean cliffside in the arms of my love, and
we shared ripe black plums and listened in silence to the waves beating
against the shore. My memory of this night, I give to you, Weaver,
for the thread of the Weave."

With youthful, dextrous fingers, the Maiden deftly binds a cluster of
scintillating blood-red fibres from the distaff to the cleft in the top
of the spindle before whirling it around in both hands, twisting the
thread taut before winding it around the spindle's oblong body.

Skuld, the Eternal Maiden says, "Hail, Weaver. I give to your thread the
silken curve of a Sidhe's shoulder, and the lashes of an albino bat
within a cave so deep within the earth that he has never felt the warmth
of dawn."

Skuld, the Eternal Maiden says, "All this and more we give unto you. And
so it shall be woven."

Upon silent feet, Maya, the Great Mother approaches the three lunar
priestesses, who chorus their hails to the goddess.

Maya, the Great Mother says, "For the Weaver's thread, I give to you a
soft down feather plucked from the nape of the Great Grey Owl."

As the goddess utters these words, a soft grey feather appears within
Urdu's hands, and she quickly spins it into the thread.

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "And so it shall be woven."

Ourania, Goddess of the Moon says, "For the Weavers thread, I give to
you the heart of the Evening Star, taken from the centre of its own
fiery heart."

As the goddess utters these words, a fiery black orb appears in the
Crone's hands, and she quickly spins it into the thread.

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "And so it shall be woven."

Shaitan, God of Oppression says, "For the Weavers thread, I give to you
this unbreakable chain of bloodsteel links."

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "And so it shall be woven."

Lorielan, the Enlightened says, "For the Weaver's thread, I give you the
crystal summit of the highest peak of the Kx'Khrah realm."

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "And so it shall be woven."

Valnurana, Goddess of Sleep and Dreams says, "Weave into the thread the
petals of this orchid, imbued with fond dreams of those comforted by the
Weaver."

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "And so it shall be woven."

Valnurana, Goddess of Sleep and Dreams says, "As you are remembered in
the waking, Weaver, so you shall be remembered in the Dream."

A cloud of silvery mist appears in Valnurana's outstretched hand, the
kind countenance of the Weaver flickering within. With a wave of Her
arm, the mist rises to the heavens and disperses in the firmament.

All the world settles in a brief moment of repose as a new reverie is
added to the repertoire of Dreams.

Hermes, the Messenger says, "For the Weaver's thread, I give to you My
first gambling chip."

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "And so it shall be woven."

Apollyon, the Suffering says, "I give to you a dusky blue husk bearing
the eggs of a locust. It has no purpose now. It will be useful in its
own time."

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "And so it shall be woven."

Nelinae says, "I give to you a bottle of wine, to sate the palate of the
Weave."

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "And so it shall be woven."

Pygmalion says, "For the Weaver's thread, I give to you this perfect
hourglass that has been filled with grains of sand from each shore of
our world."

Urdu, the Crone of Reckoning says, "And so it shall be woven."

Maya, the Great Mother says, "Mortals, if any of you have a contribution
to give to the thread for the Weaver -- a word of thanks, a blessing, a
treasured memory from your life, something imagined, something real...
whatever it is, however long or short, you may now have your chance.
TELL me your wish to speak, and I will allow you to do so and add
thereby to the Weave."

(Those gathered began to speak, at first in a slow tide of voices, then
in a storm of words...)

Agrias says in a hallowed, fiery voice, "I wish to add to the Weave the
simple memory of a wave lapping against the side of a ship."

Madelyne says with a slight Genji accent, "I wish to add a quill
fashioned from the shocking pink feather of a gregarious flamingo."

Deladan says in a cold, unfeeling voice, "To the great weave I would
like to add a flap of my skin."

Celeris says in a clear voice, "I wish to add to the Weave the memory of
the feeling of how it feels to hold your first sword."

Madame Katia Lokelinde Le'Murzen says, "I would like to add the memory
of too many cookie bribes. So few of them accepted, but all of them
greeted with the spirit they were given."

Postulant Meribella Novice of the Mind says, "I would like to add, my
best wishes to you."

Elowen says in a shy, stuttering voice, "I wish to add to the weave the
gratification one f-feels by helping a stranger for no r-rewards."

Beya says in a warm voice, "For the Weaver's thread, I give you the
memory of dappled shade in treetops, and performing to crowds on the
banks of the Zaphar."

Soludra Ar'thela, the Vida Sophiste says, "I wish to add to the Weave
the memory of an intellect and vocabulary far greater than mine."

Shogakusha of the Hold, Malen says, "To The great weave i wish to add to
the weave a slice of cheesecake to show what kindness in hardship is."

Feria says in a dark, absent voice, "To the Weave, I would simply like
to add my sincere thanks, for all that has been Woven, all Weaved now,
and all to be Woven to come."

Micaelis clears his throat.

Maya, the Great Mother says, "Micaelis and Morthif have a song to add
to the Weave."

<song cut for length>

Clementius, the Weaver says, "Words cannot express the delight I have
experienced just now, at the ending of that song."

Lorielan's eyes sparkle with amusement at Clementius.

Sophis Zsac Taver, Sul esh Delth says, "I wish to add the blessing of
the Spirits to the Weave, may they guide you on whatever walk of life
you stroll down in the future."

Lady Beneficia Silverwind, Arcane Oracle says, "I give a single tear,
perfect and pure, with equal parts of mourning and gratitude, to the
Weave."

Ellodin says in a quiet but clear voice, "I hope that the Weaver's
thread may contain the joy felt upon finding a home after many years of
wandering, or finding a friend after many years apart."

Galvanoth says to Clementius in a wise, calculating voice, "I offer the
Weave all the knowledge that my research has yielded and ever will. The
universe's secrets, be they insignificant to You, Weaver, mean
everything to me."

Imyrr says in a silvery, mellifluous voice, "I would like to contribute
the pride and accomplishment felt at the solving of one of the Weaver's
riddles, and the confusion and satisfaction of attempting to perfectly
word a boon."

Cragheyder says in a languid, sonorous voice, "I too would like to add
the pleasant memory of many a dextrous diatribe by the worthily
word-wrangling Weaver, whose love of language and loquatious legerdemain
quite oustrip my own."

Taraus says with a throaty, lyrical accent, "For the Weaver's thread, I
give to you the page from a Libram, so the love of words may be
preserved."

Ashadra says to Clementius with a slightly clicking accent, "I wish to
add to the Weave the thanks of one who has helped newbies for many
years, to One who has done so much for them and those that help them."

Lovela says to Clementius in a soft, sweet voice, "To the Weave, I offer
the memory of a snowfall as a reminder that we were all once as pure."

Aurianna Alexandrian-Ravenstar says, "I'd like to add to the Weave, the
memory of One who cared for the young and protected them. With great
strength and good humor."

Hidyn says in a calm, quiet voice, "I wish to add my fond memories of
the dazzling light shows bestowed upon us. ...and onto some of us...
much to the delight of us all. Tears of laughter are truly one of the
greatest gifts, and for that, I offer my humble, but most sincerest of
thanks, to the weaver and to
the weave."

Lisbethae says in a low, gentle voice, "I wish to add to the weave the
memory of the view from the Crow's Nest in the warm Eusian Ocean on a
warm Scarlatan evening and our thanks to the Divine that made it
possible."

Szadun says in a deep, hissing voice, "I wish to add to the weave, the
memory brought from a rain of cookies, or the pain and sorrow for he who
the bell tolls."

Isis says in an oddly quiet voice, "I wish to add the memory of your
encouragement of my first sailing trip, going 1 knot was so frustrating
and it was nice to know you were there, cheering me on and how lovely it
was to hit land..(finally) Thank you so much. You will be missed."

Mischa says, "I wish to add to the weave, many thanks, though I was not
around much I will be glad to say I lived in the time of the Great
Weaver. Thanks."

Pauper Mablevi, Merchant in Training says, "I like to add my boots so
you can travel safely."

Sraetrevlis says in a sultry, moonlit voice, "I would like to add to the
weave that I shall remember you fondly, Lord Clementius. You have
brought me many memories, more than we have time to recall now, on my
mortal journey to carry with me always. I would like to remind you of
poledance though."

Aubretia says in a soft, hesitant voice, "I wish to add the warmth of
the smile of a friend, one who knows everything about you yet loves you
all the same."

Mardosi says with a thick Cyrenian accent, "I wish to add to the weave
the joy of new experiences, from getting assaulted by malevolent sea
creatures, to being zapped for speaking the unspeakable word."

The Tragic Troubadour, Despe Kanku'Dai, Musicant says, "I wish to give
my fond goodbye to the Lord weaver and also the inspiration of one bard
for all songs and words I write, all in all the essence the heart of a
poet."

Des says with a gruff, dwarven accent, "I wish to add the spirit of wit
and a tongue of quicksilver."

Exoskelus says, "To the Great Weave, I would like to contribute my
newly-acquired Bronze belt, gained through proceeds from the Weaver's
blessed Great Hunt. Remember us, Great Weaver, for we shall never forget
thee."

Clementius remembers.

Minxie says in a soft, purring voice, "I wish to add to the weave, the
memory of meeting new people whether it was a friend or a foe."

Baatti says in a deep and resonant voice, "Wish to add my memories of
pleasant discipline and helpful direction the Weaver granted all of us.
Go well M'Lord."

Tatiana Arkios, Initiate of the Mace says, "I wish to add to the thread
for the Weaver the memory of first smiles of those I love the most."

Angua says in a soft, soothing voice, "I wish to add a golden sovereign
to bless the Weave with good fortune."

Suiren says in a sweet and calm voice, "I wish to add to the weave The
memory of my first time to wield the Elemental Forces, and the first
time I bonded to my grove and became a true Sylvan. Lord Weaver you will
be very much so missed."

Vinkai, Raven of the Aerinewild says, "I would like to add to the weave,
my first impression of the Lord WEaver, his First and Last Favour upon
me, Thank you Lord Weaver."

Marmilot says in an unusually crispy voice, "For the Weaver's thread, I
give to you the secret of His Darker Utensil."

Dr. Drauka, Researcher says, "Lord Clementius, I'd like to offer a scale
from the chubby dragon, the great Gamdian (stolen while he was eating
another pie)... in memory of challenges and adventures (and pie) we all
face, that you have helped weave possible. Thank you, Lord."

Alethiea says in a timid, quiet voice, "I'd like to add to the Weave the
memories of friends gained and lost, and of loves gained and loves lost.
Thank you, Lord Clementius, for all you have done for all of us."

Ephram de'Ehre says, "I would like to add a kola nut, a gift from
Bonsai, from his time spent wandering in Shala-Khulia, and from
myself... my lasting gratitude."

Brother Demfrax, Soldier of War says, "I wish to add to the Weaver's
thread, the many thanks that go untold for all of your hard work to keep
everyone happy no matter what you do for them, whether it be big or
small it has always been appreciated."

Requa says in a clear, lilting voice, "I wish to add to the Weave, a
single rustling leaf from the shrub that was once an unrepentant slayer
of younglings, in honour of He who was the Champion of Newbies."

Dread Lord Dethea de Soulis, Master of the Four Shores says, "I wish to
add to the weave the gratitude of all who have benefited from the wisdom
of the Pentad over the years."

Rean says in a guttural, trollish voice, "I would like to add to the
Weave all the simple thanks for what the Lord's done, from the thousands
He has doubtlessly helped or guided who are not present to thank Him
themselves, as well as the simple joy the Lord's work and dedication has
brought to everyone."

Fauscht says with a deep, trollish accent, "I wish to add to the Weave
the fear of Lightning crackling through the sky as a new toad has just
been created."

Sir Grandue Shae of the Lighthawks says, "For the Weaver's thread, I
give the memory of watching our children take their first stumbling
steps, when even if the will to walk is there, you are pleased even with
their stumbles."

Druid Eurulis Lighthawk says, "I wish to add the memory of first love,
and my pack. The love being beautiful and painful, and the pack... well,
not much in it, I'm poor, but the pack itself may come in handy!"

Trici Gothfraidh-Stormblade says, "I wish to add to the weave my heart,
a tear from my eye, and a hope from my being. My heart for it has been
touched many a time by that which you have done selflessly, so that you
may know you own it more than any other. You have been a true
inspiration, unrivaled by any others I have met. A tear for I cry
knowing that no other novice will be blessed to know that which is Your
brilliant self. And I finally add my hope, that whatever you go on to
do, will bring you great happiness and luck."

Nicia says in a gloomy air-like voice, "I wish to add to the weave, the
memory of the wheel of fortune, odd tasting cookies, and the thought of
Lord Aegis baking them."

Ulrike says in a clipped contralto voice, "To the Weave, the sight of
the last dying light in the eyes of an innocent."

Leighann says in a small, sweet voice, "I'd like to add to the Weave,
the comfort of a simple hug."

Murg Yuy D'Stellis says, "I wish to add to the Weave the thrill I
recieve when exploring new, exciting, and interesting places, which were
in fact Weaved themselves."

Micaelis says in a small, squeaky voice, "I wish to add to the Weave a
small fraction of the honor that all Admirals, Captains, Sailors, and
stowaways alike feel at being a part of the Seafaring endeavor that You
have worked so endlessly for, and allowed us to come along for the ride.
You are loved, and you will be missed (fix crew morale before you go)
dearly!"

Uli says in Cyrenese with a grave, dwarvish accent, "To the weave i
would add the gratitude of one dwarven heart, tried and true."

Kitri, Studious Wanderer says, "I would offer to the weave the probable
millions of combined memories that shall forever hold your influence to
time eternal, thank you."

Maya, the Great Mother says, "All those remaining with a contribution to
the Weave, you may now
speak."

Weslle says in a friendly, calm voice, "I wish to add to the Weave the
sound of a friend's laughter, so you might remember the joy you brought
to the realms."

Dream Disciple Cieran Corten-Tasa, Ithmian Joker says, "I wish to add to
the Weave my memories of every Dream I have ever experienced. Each of
these memories are very near to my heart, and they are something I
willingly and gladly give in honor of Lord Weaver."

Fallyn says in a soft voice, "I wish to add to the weave my gratitude
for hard lessons learned and for the joy of boundless new discoveries
created by the divine hands of a hard-working soul."

Khyran says to Clementius in a soft, caring voice, "I wish to add to the
weave the appreciation of well needed and good intentioned wisdom and
advice."

Bluef says in a dulcet, trilling voice, "I would like to add the Spirit
of a small cricket to the Weaver's thread in honour of all the insect
exterminations overseen by Him, its chirping likely reminiscent of our
small but persistent voices in His ear. Thank You for challenging us to
look for ways to improve the Weave, not just for tears within its
fabric."

Druidess Kaiya Winterwind says, "To the Weave, I wish to add the feel of
the earth beneath my feet and the wind and water against my skin. May
you always experience these for yourself wherever you go."

Lady Sindri Lionblaze, Imperiate of Cyrene says, "I wish to add to the
weave the simple joy of new horizons and the sustaining support from a
loved past."

Sefton says in a smooth, lyrical voice, "I would like to add to the
Weave, the joy a student feels when he learns his first lessons, and
thank you for the first one you taught me."

Granon says in a deep, resonant voice, "I wish to add to the Weave the
memory of a single peaceful moment. As during His time I think we
mortals did not allow the Weaver many."

Herenicus says in a practiced, baritone voice, "I wish to offer Lord
Clementius my heartfelt thanks for His many efforts and thereby permit
myself to take leave from this maudlin affair both politely and
quickly."

Anarwaen says, "I wish to add the joys of the world as I have known
them. Every colour, every song, every moment, and every soul who by the
Weaver's presence was enrichened. And every pun He put up with and did
not zap me for!"

Lukan says, "I would like to offer to the Weaver the nearly-worthless
soul of Fez, and can I have your autograph?"

Leota says in a soft voice, "I would like to add the immeasurable
feeling of a job well done and all the possibilities that lay ahead, the
feeling of the unreachable becoming plausible and doors once locked
opening to new opportunities."

Archfiend Gorlasintan says, "I humbly offer the lesson of never mangling
the Weaver's name, upon pain of death."

Eldrielle says in a deep, brazen voice, "I wish to add to the weave the
memory of a panoramic view of an island that is the last barrier between
the mainland the sea, the known and the unknown."

Kuei says in a soft sinister voice, "I wish to add to the weave, the
friendship of the first two cities Ashtan and Shallam and all the other
cities that followed."

Selene's Voice, Beloved Nat Sa'Rithven-Campbell says, "To the Weave, I
would like to add the memory of Satisfaction. The satisfaction upon
feeling the completion of a scroll while having another begin."

Valnamonen says in a strangely soothing voice, "I would ask that the
innocence, confusion, and curiosity of the novice mind be added to the
weave."

Ashir says in a warm, rumbling voice, "To the great weave, I would like
to add a bottle of tequila, because getting drunk is fun, and I am quite
sure no one here deserves it more than You."

Trilliana Drake-Xanatov says, "To the Weave I offer the memories of gold
falling from the skies."

Daemonic Cleric Zalai says in Mhaldorian, "I'd like to add one of my
first memories as a young Apostate, knowing the meaning behind his
words: "Unusually perceptive of you, Morcelu. Well done.""

Wild Flower Zoey, Aspirant of Galadriel says, "To the weave we all add
our love."

Antras says with a faint Ulangian accent, "I wish to add to the Weave
the adrenaline of cheating death at every turn."

Daughter of the Triple Suns, Mirane Op'Shae-De'Arc says, "To the Weave,
I would like to add the memory of pale dawn breaking on a new day."

Wielder of Knowledge, Azzad Alexandrian-Ravenstar says, "I would like to
add to the weave the feeling of being loved, and knowing that someone is
always there for you."

Darroth says to Clementius in a smooth, calm voice, "I wish to add my
thanks to the Weave for simply being able to meet you, Lord Clementius.
It was an honour and a privilege. I will keep your guidance with me on
the path of knighthood and life."

Admiral Blujixapug Lucoster says, "I wish to add to the Weaver's thread
the breadth of a mortal's outlook for the future."

Lexa says in a soft, seductive voice, "I'd like to add to the weave the
love and gratitude of us all, for the ever protective Lord Weaver during
our youth."

Lucky Little Tetsuo Darkholme, Teddy Bear Tank says, "I'd like to add to
the Weave the memory of gaining three times the amount of gold you've
ever had in your life just to lose it all in a few hands of blackjack."

Morthif says in a cool, confident voice, "I would just like to add my
love and admiration and a resounding, HERE HERE!"

Erhon says in a deep, muffled voice, "I offer the memory of the
occassion where His wit accomplished the impossible and struck Khalid
speechless."

Rinzai says humbly with a soft, atavian accent, "I wish to add to the
weave the memory of attaining the Black Belt, a sign that the journey
has ended."

Sir Silas Maynard says, "To the Weaver's thread, I offer a platinum
scale from the dragon Atanamir, the memory of the light as it glows from
the domes of Shallam, and the resounding chorus of the Basilican choir."

Karmic Scholar Tyrian says, "I wish to add my appreciation for my
existance and my humble wishes for your continued happiness."

Joz Dicondron says, "I wish to add to the weave the memory of my first
prank."

Svatopluk S. Zlikovsky says, "I'll toss in a sugarcube to dissolve any
leftover bitterness. And an Endless Cup of Kawhe to assist You in future
endeavors."

Squire Wyd Vorondil-Windsong says, "I wish to add to the Weave, the
clear, resonant ringing of a deepsea diving bell that whispers of riches
and treasures yet to be discovered."

Lovela says in a soft, sweet voice, "To the Weave, I wish to add the
memory of tears shed out of love and all the happiness birthed from
them."

Decan says in a calm and collected voice, "To the weave I would add good
fortune and light spirits to You in all Youur days."

Captain Delphinus Windancer says to Clementius, "I wish to add to the
Weave the sense of breathless discovery, and the sensation of sighting a
new shore as one crests a theretofore unseen horizon. May the sun of
every other land shine fairly upon your brow, wheresoever your travels
may lead, and may you affect the lives of the peoples there as
fortuitously as you have affected mine."

Golden Dragon, Ninus van Heur, Seeker of Wisdom says, "I wish to add a
single ivory rose to the Weave, to signify the general feeling of calm I
get from you, but at the same time carrying thorns, which seem to be
mainly directed at those wishing to hurt the young ones of the lands."

Lucky Little Tetsuo Darkholme, Teddy Bear Tank says, "The memory of
seeing a fully grown man skipping about and frolicking amongst the
flowers. Naked."

Agrias says in a hallowed, fiery voice, "Per Kakon's humble request, he
wishes to add to the weave the memory of skipping about."

Kazu says to Clementius in a strong, calm voice, "Lord Clementius, I
would like to offer the joy of a first victory in battle, and the desire
to never give up that goes with it."

Aurianna Alexandrian-Ravenstar says to Clementius, "Missed, and always,
always remembered, so long as the Weave endures."

Platonus says in a slow, deeply resonant voice, "I wish to add the
memory of telepathic powers far beyond my grasp, the understanding of
these realms, of which will never be equaled."

Voxvun Sparrow-Ta'sa says to Clementius, "I thank you for the memory of
being afflicted with all things imaginable when saying a personal
farewell."

Bayla Wolfstamme Stormwind says, "To the weave, I would add a simple act
of kindness; a hug that surprises you from the ether. Lord Clementius,
you will not be forgotten."

Captain Delphinus Windancer says, "Jaizsur wishes to add the memory of
his 'Lemming' title, and his thanks for such. It changed his life."

Queen of Spades, Berol Euphegenia Lorenia says, "For the Weaver's
thread, I would like to offer a toad, representing all of the comments,
actions, and decisions, appropriate or not, that have garnered such a
punishment for us mortals."

Jishi says in a calm, collected voice, "I wish to add to the weave a
piece of Sentinel Hospitality to celebrate your neverending hospitality
through the ages."

Brother Demfrax, Soldier of War says, "All Hail, the mightiest of
Weavers, we will miss you Lord. May your travels be exciting and filled
with many of cookies."

Lupine Lady Mysterion, Fallen Leaf says, "I wish to add to the Weave the
thrill and excitement of the Hunt."

Madame Katia Lokelinde Le'Murzen says to Clementius, "Gonna miss you
Boss, I think that sums it all up."

Ashir says in a warm, rumbling voice, "To the weave I add two words,
inadequate maybe, but depthless: Thank You."

Prophet of Babel, Flair Ze'Dekiah, Eye of Oblivion says, "Damn, I have
something to say not very poetic, but I just want to add a thank you.
When I was a very young Occultists you are the one who helped me to fall
in love with this realm. If no for you, I'd have never become the
obsessed Babelonian I ended up. You're one of the reasons we kept our
faith, and you just made my experience here so much better. Once Dread
Lord Dagon started throwing the dead bodies of bartenders at me, I knew
I'd found my home. It's amazing that you even took notice of my
silliness, and often I think to myself, when dealing with a youngster,
what would Lord Clementius do? And I end up having a lot more patience
with them. Thank you so much."

Druid Eurulis Lighthawk says to Clementius, "Wish You well on Your
journey, Lord."

Ulvgar says with a cleaving dwarven accent, "You have the respect and
love of all, Lord Clementius. You will never be forgotten, and I hope
you find happiness in all you do, Lord."

Wild Flower Zoey, Aspirant of Galadriel says, "We love you."

Fauscht says with a deep, trollish accent, "We truly do."

Lovela says in a soft, sweet voice, "That's without saying."

Taraus says to Clementius with a throaty, lyrical accent, "Thank You,
Weaver, for everything. Travel safe."

Des says to Clementius with a gruff, dwarven accent, "May the road
always rise to meet your feet!"

Celeris says in a clear voice, "Algiz protect you, Lord Clementius."

Mardosi says with a thick Cyrenian accent, "Go with song, Lord
Clementius."

Druid Hart Ebonsnow, Kopaka Awha says, "Arani, Weaver."

Vinkai, Raven of the Aerinewild says to Clementius, "May fair winds
always blow, to lighten your step!"

Lord Metzger de'Nakat, the Iron Lion says, "Algiz protect, Clementius."

Ephram de'Ehre says, "I can't believe this day has come. Farewell,
Weaver."

Lexa says in a soft, seductive voice, "Go well Lord Weaver, you will be
missed."

Isis says in an oddly quiet voice, "Travel safely."

Soludra Ar'thela, the Vida Sophiste says, "Fare well, Lord Weaver, on
your travels. We will never forget you."

Captain Delphinus Windancer says to Clementius, "May your new shores be
ever fair."

Ulrike says to Clementius in a clipped contralto voice, "Strength and
Suffering."

Kazu says in a strong, calm voice, "Farewell Lord Weaver, and may your
journies be pleasant and fun."

Hedge Wytch Micwa smiles and says, "Farewell. Drink as much absinthe as
you can, Lord Weaver."

Kuei says in a soft sinister voice, "Happy Trails Lord Weaver."

Captain Delphinus Windancer says to Clementius, "And thank you. For
everything."

Lisbethae says in a low, gentle voice, "We will think of you always."

Dream Disciple Cieran Corten-Tasa, Ithmian Joker says, "Be safe and very
well, Lord Weaver."

Ikue says in a soft, purring feline voice, "Shine on, Weaver."

Rolland says in a deep raspy voice, "Fare you well Lord Weaver."

Anarwaen says, "Be well, Lord... we will never forget you."

Khyran says in a soft, caring voice, "Be well Lord Weaver and may your
ventures reward you as you have rewarded us."

The Tragic Troubadour, Despe Kanku'Dai, Musicant says, "Go with song,
Lord weaver!"

Suiren says in a sweet and calm voice, "Dream Big Lord Weaver."


As Urdu, the Crone, continues to spin the thread, her sister priestesses
rise to their feet and begin separating out the thread, deftly weaving
them into the warp and weft of the loom at the centre of the cave.

Urdu, the Crone rises and joins her sisters at the loom, catching hold
of the fabric woven from the loom and setting upon it with needle,
thread, and scissors, shaping the cloth in motions to quick for the eyes
to decipher.

Urdu, the Crone rises and joins her sisters at the loom, catching hold
of the fabric woven from the loom and setting upon it with needle,
thread, and scissors, shaping the cloth in motions to quick for the eyes
to decipher.

Verthandi and Skuld cease in their work, and silently the crone Urdu
holds up a seemingly plain traveller's cloak, long and cowled, and
offers it reverently to the Great Mother. A single thread from the
bottom hem of the cloak connects it still to the loom; however, no
matter how far it is stretched, the thread seems to magically lengthen
to traverse the distance.

Maya, the Great Mother takes the cloak and sets it gently across
Clementius, the Weaver's shoulders, and the fabric seems to flow around
him to fit like a glove.

Maya, the Great Mother says, "With your wise and subtle ways and words,
you have Woven yourself into the fabric of Achaea eternally."

Maya, the Great Mother says, "You will be dearly missed in your travels,
and none shall forget you. Farewell - for now, beloved Weaver."

Clementius clasps His hands before Himself and performs a simple,
respectful bow.

Clementius, the Weaver says, "Honour to you all."

Clementius, the Weaver says, "And thanks for the goodies!"

Clementius departs.

As the Weaver departs, the remaining cloth upon the loom seems to burst
into life, spilling over onto the cavern floor in a tangle of silken
ferns.

Maya, the Great Mother says, "In memory of the Weaver, as you leave,
take with you a single Weaver's Beard fern. Take it with you to a spot
-- any spot of your choosing, and leave it there. Be sure that you do
not drop it anywhere you do not wish for it to remain. Wherever you
leave it, there it shall bloom, in honour of Clementius the Weaver."

Penned by My hand on the 4th of Daedalan, in the year 489 AF.