Petal is adorned in her common clothing and is perched on the ground, organizing the potted lily plants that are being given out. The garden is blooming for bring. There is some simple snack available like fresh baked bread and early harvest berries.

Cahal looks cheerful as he steps into the lily garden and looks about for the hostess. He heads directly over towards her, pausing once or twice to look over the lillies on the way, and then smiles to Poppy. "I must say this garden looks lovely Petal."

Sir Floppington, the soulful hound arrives, following Rowenova.

1 Crimson Blades Sergeant, Aegis, a large red Oakhaven bloodhound, Rurik, a prodigal assistant, Rowenova arrive, following Mirk.

Petal peeks over to Cahal, giving the man a smile that reaches her her brown eyes. "Thank you. I worked very hard on it. This garden is in honor of the Archduchess Eleyna. She was called the white lily and used to be my patron."

"You can tell" Cahal tells Petal. "It really is magnificent. I can't stay I'm afraid but I wanted to come by and offer some support."

With a rustle of scarlet southern silks, Valencia makes her way into the gardens, her dark eyes glimmering with wonder at the scene before her. She takes a moment to take it all in, a soft yet sad smile coming to her eyes. "It is so very beautiful," she whispers, a delicate hand gently touching her lips as turns about to see the most glorious lilies everywhere. "She would be so touched," she whispers to no one in particular. "Gods, I wish she could see it."

Petal looks over to Cahal, giving him a smile. "I appreciate you coming. I am not sure that many are to show and so thank you." She says, speaking in the accent of a Shav. "Please feel free to take some of the lily plants." She says to him. She then turns to Valencia, giving her a smile as well. "Oh, Princess Valencia, hi and thank for coming." She says toward her.

Mirk strides into the garden dressed in seasilk and umbra, flashes of leather and fur visible here and there, charms dangling from his beard and hair. Aegis is on his heel, in his role as the dutiful guard dog, and he pauses to take a look at the field for a long moment. "An interesting garden to add to the Lodge. Nothing but lilies as far as the eye can see," he says in a low, rumbling voice. "My compliments, Mistress Petal." It's all said in a neutral tone, no particular emotion to it.

a massive cat with long black fur, Intrigue, a sleek, diminutive raven with blue-black plumage arrive, following Willow.

Cahal is overheard praising Petal.

"Good luck then Petal." Cahal says before weaving his way back out of the area.

Hickory, a young sighthound, Russel, a discreet assistant leave, following Cahal.

Petal looks to Mirk, giving the Lord a smile. "Thank you, Lord Mirk. I am glad that you came as well. Later with those who wish, we are going to head the grove and pray with the hope that such will help the withering I noticed."

Behind and beside Mirk, Nova shows up in silks of her own but nothing as nice as the kind of silk that her Halfshav wears. Around those silks, she is currently wearing her niveous wolf pelt headdress as well as her seal coat with the white bear fur lining, too. Her cobalt-blue/khol-lined eyes are fairly alight with an ongoing smile as she shows up with Sir Floppington the Soulful Hound trotting along beside Bloody Aegis the younger hound here. "Seamstress Petal! Greetings!" says she before waving to all the others who have gathered together. "Lord Cahal, Princess Valencia, Duchess Lisebet!"

Peal looks to Rowenova. "You came, oh, hi, I am glad you did Rowenova." She say and then peeks over to Sir Floppington as well. "Anyone who wishes can take some of the lilies home with you to plant and give a home to."

1 Crimson Blades Sergeant, 1 Crimson Blades Lieutenant, 1 Crimson Blades Private arrive, following Cillian.

The garden is filled with lilies in many different shades and kinds. There is simple food available in the form of fresh berries and recently baked bread. The garden is blooming with lilies. Some are available in pots for people to take.

Valencia offers a warm incline of head and as she takes in the sweet perfume of the blossoms in bloom. A gentle smile is offered to Rowenova and Sir Floppington as well as to Mirk, Willow, and Lisebet. The little vixen takes a moment to focus herself, the effort and thought seeming to touch her heart. "Thank you so much for this, Mistress Petal. I... I wish I could say how much this means that someone should go to such trouble. I cannot speak for my family, but I for one and so very grateful to you. It is... lovely. Thank you for this."

"I've heard of the withering at the Lodge. How far does it extend?" Mirk asks offhandedly as he takes one of the pots of fresh lilies, ignoring the food entirely. He offers a nod of his head aside to Valencia, in greeting, and then to Lisebet, though his attention remains mostly on Petal.

When Willow shows up, she is barefoot, her long inky curls the blacker against the darkly iridescing silk clinging to her diminutive, northern-pale frame. She drops into a meticulous and precise curtsey to Valencia, smiling and waving to Mirk and Rowenova and Lisebet in turn before his words to Petap draw her off toward he and Petal, duskstone eyes registering curiosity piqued by snatches of overheard conversation.

2 House Velenosa Guards, Matteo arrive, following Arman.

Petal looks upon Valencia, giving her another smile. "I am very honored that you came princess. She was my patron and I figured this would be a way to remember her and help the lodge at the very same time." She says before turning her attention to Mirk. "So far it is just in the Grove. I am concerned about it though. I think it might be like the situation at the Stone Grove, but don't know for sure." She then turns her focus to Willow, giving her a smile. "Lady, Willow, hi!"

Ok, that was a longer walk than the elder prince had expected. It showed a touch as Arman leaned just a little more heavily upon his walking stick when entering the garden and his man Matteo lingered just a bit closer to his charge as they went. Once past the threshold entrance he paused there to simply... take it all in. His visage remained impassive for the moment as he let dark gaze scan the breadth of the garden from his place.

Nova sets aside three bunches of lovely lillies. As she does so, she looks up with a bright smile, "I did! I promised to be at the Celebration of Life for the former Archduchess, and I try hard to show up to every Petrichor event, too!" Then, she reaches over and gently rubs Sir Flop on his floppy earbits. Agreeing with Valencia, she nods once. "It is very lovely, and thank you for hosting this, Mistress Petal." Mirk might be ignoring the food, but not Nova because she soon opens her body language to hear answers but while backing up toward the party food, too. "Lady Willow! Prince Arman! Master Matteo!" Yes, Floppers moves away from Nova to go see Matteo, even. Such fond/soulful eyes!

Lisebet is here, quietly praying and listening. Very quietly. She does acknoweledge those who greet her.

Petal lifts her gaze to the prince, giving him a smile. "Welcome." She says softly to him. "Everyone can take some lilies home if they wish. Just take care good care of them. As most of you know these lilies are planted in the honor of the Late Archduchess who was my patron and well be missed by all of Compact." She then pauses for a moment. "And as some of you know there has been withering in the lodge and I would like everyone who wishes to join me in the grove and to pray to Petrichor for his aid in protecting the land here."

Cillian was running a bit behind but he is here! the young sword of house Blackwood comes walking onto the grounds dressed in his leathers with his sword on his hip and bow across his back. His eyes searching looking from person to person some he knows and some he does not. He looks for Petal searching her out he moves over to stand at her side.

Petal tries to give Cillian's cheek a kiss. "Cillian." She says softly, seemingly happy to see the warrior.

"I see," Mirk says with a slow nod of his head. "Write me about that, soon enough, though I'll remain with the lilies rather than accompany you to the Grove." He heads over to Rowenova, having a few quiet words before he prepares to part ways with the others, a distracted frown on his face.

That name! Willow partially turns, dropping into a deep and studied curtsey to Arman in greeting. "I would be honored to join you," she tells Petal, her dark brows pinching as she considers the information shared between Mirk and Petal. She smiles and offers Cillian a little quiet nod of greeting.

When Mirk strides closer, Nova momentarily delays the fooding situation, her whole focus finding him. Then, she leans close with a slight nod, too, then quietly replies to him.

Petal looks over to Mirk. "I will write you, although I don't have much more information to share yet. I am hoping to get more soon." She says thoughtfully and with a somber note in her tone.

"If you can spare some for my Hart I would be grateful," Valencia offers gently with a graceful incline of head. Again, she turns with wonder. "I have never seen the like," she smile. "How did you manage so many?" she begins only to pause as Arman is greeted. She turns and her face lights up with delight, "My sweetest uncle! You are here. I'm so very glad this is so," she smiles as she offers an apologetic nod as she excuses herself to go and greet him proper. "You have no idea how happy I am you are here."

Petal adds. "Also I have two lily gowns to give away. I will do it on a random draw, if you want to put your name in for such."

Petal drops a lovely summer lily seasilk gown.

Petal drops springtime lily seasilk slippers.

Willow checked luck at difficulty 15, rolling 16 higher.

Arman tipped a slight nod to both Rowenova and Willow each in turn before his pace picked up at Petal's beckon to prayer. His features also seemed to soften at the mention of Eleyna directly. Meanwhile, Matteo eyeballed Floppington though remained staunch at the prince's side until Arman gave the man a mere slight nod to release him for the moment. The disfigured valet immediately dropped to his knees for Floppington ear scritches as Arman continued forward without him. "I would be grateful to keep a lily as well, though I may need some instruction in its care." He voiced toward Petal. Mirk got his own nod of greeting though with Valencia called to him he directed his pace toward her, small smile growing along the edges of his lips. "Valencia, my dear. I am happy to see you and glad another of our family was able to make it and pay proper respects to both the gardner and the figure the lillies represent." He extended his arm to the fellow royal in offer of escort.

Petal then lifts her gaze to Valencia and then to Arman. "Oh, I can show you both about their care. They be replanted in the earth if you want as well. You can both take as many as you want. I have plenty. I grew many lilies this spring."

Sir Floppington, the soulful hound leaves, following Rowenova.

1 Crimson Blades Sergeant, Aegis, a large red Oakhaven bloodhound, Rurik, a prodigal assistant, Rowenova leave, following Mirk.

Sir Floppington, the soulful hound arrives, following Rowenova.

1 Crimson Blades Sergeant, Aegis, a large red Oakhaven bloodhound, Rurik, a prodigal assistant, Rowenova arrive, following Mirk.

1 Crimson Blades Sergeant, Aegis, a large red Oakhaven bloodhound, Rurik, a prodigal assistant leave, following Mirk.

Arman bowed his head a bit more deeply to Petal in response to her reply. "Thank you, goodwoman. I appreciate that as well as you making this place as... well, it is a breathtaking reminder of the White Lily."

Lisebet stirs a bit, having no doubt missed anything that was said to her. But of course, she's listening and if there's anything to do with a gown, that always catches her attention. The petite dark haired duchess is definitely quiet here, not all that good with plants.

Lisebet checked luck at difficulty 15, rolling 2 lower.

The little vixen bows her head gratefully to Arman, her fingers gently curling about the offered arm as she offers him an affectionate kiss up on the cheek. "I feel same. You have been missed," she smiles up at him obvious adoration. Turning back, another sweet but sad smile touches her lips. "And yes. Mistress Petal is truly magical it would seem. I have not seen some of these varieties before. Elyena would be so touched, yes?" she sighs gently. "I miss her."

When the paper for the drawing comes by, Nova takes one of the slips then conveniently pulls a quill from a vial in her knife belt, scrawls down her preferred nickname 'Nova', and then passes off said note to Petal before sliding away the quill into the vial on her belt again. Such alchemy there! Smiling back to the new arrivals, she picks up a food plate she loads up. Meanwhile, Sir Floppington happily accepts those lovely scritches from Matteo and lifts up his greying muzzle and locks gazes whilst happily wagging!

Rowenova checked luck at difficulty 15, rolling 13 higher.

Petal peeks over to Valencia with another smile. She starts writing down names and seems to be getting ready to draw one. "Princess Valencia, are you putting in your name, anyone else, before I draw?" She asks, speaking in her heavy accent.

Floral and silk at the same time? Willow looks sad she can't fill out more than one entry, and keeps smiling every time she looks at the slippers.

Arman spoke up toward petal, "Would it be possible to put in my name so I may gift it to someone?"

Lisebet raises a hand, "I'll put in my name," she says merrily. "just to add to the fun."

The little vixen's eyes widen and she shakes her head. "Oh, no. That would not be right, please," Valencia nods warmly, her cheeks colouring softly. "I wish good luck to all. They are beautiful dresses."

Petal look over to Arman, nodding to him. "Oh, absolutely, anyone who wins can give the give the dress to whoever they wish, your Highness." She then has a smile for Valencia.

Arman inclined his head, "Thank you, I would like to then."

Arman checked luck at difficulty 15, rolling 10 lower.

Petal draws out a name and before she reads such off, Willow is given a smile. "Lady Willow, it is your name and the dress is yours." She softly says. She goes to hand her the seasilk gown and slippers.

"Congratulations, Lady Willow," Lisebet says, with grace and warmth.

Cillian smiles when Petal gives his cheek a kiss and he ducks down to return the kiss to her's, "Hello, Orcid." he says softly to her and looks about giving everyone a smile and a nod of greeting.

Petal peeks to Cillian once more. "I am glad you could make it. You take lilies too, if you want some for your estate."

After piling up a whole bunch of the party food, Nova steps closer to the party people, especially close to Matteo and Flop to whom she wolfishly grins before looking forth to Willow, "Congratulations, Lady Nightgold!" Then, the Wolfy scout pipes up, "Greetings, Sword Cillian."

A warm smile finds the little southern princess' lips and she applauds and nods to the winner, then offers a polite incline of head to Cillian along with a welcoming, "Sir."

Valencia claims this

Excitement widens Willow's smile and she says, "Thank you," as she reaches for the slippers. "Any who wilk like the dress?"

Cillian smiles, "I am sorry I am late." he looks over and grins, "Scout Rowenova, it is good to see you." when he speaks its with a thick northern Shav accent. He looks to Valencia, "And your highness yes?" he makes sure he has her title correct.

Petal looks over to Cillian. "Oh, no worries, I know you are busy Master Cillian. I am glad you could make it all." She says softly in her heavy accent. "So those who are included, would you like to come now to the grove. The grove is where Mistress Cybele and Mistress Bashira gave their lives in defense of the lodge and trees grew on that spot and it also is the sight were I noticed the withering."

She smiles gently to Cillian, her cheeks flushing softly. "I have been called so," Valencia smiles playfully. "I am the lost Velenosan," she laughs gently. "I'm pleased to meet you, sir. I am sorry we have not met before. You are friends with Mistress Petal and Wolfscout Rowenova, then?" she nods with approval.

Nova pulls a fork from her knife belt into her left hand, too. She just has everything there, whilst wielding her piled plate in her right hand. Then, the curious scout pipes up, "Lady Willow, do you only wish for the slippers then?" To Cillian, "You, too!" To Valencia, "Yes, this is Princess Valencia Velenosa, the owner of the Golden Hart. It is by the Bear Threads and the bank, and not far from my home, too. I love living within easy walking distance." When Cybele and Bashira are mentioned, Nova looks down to her plate and then forks up a bite to past her cherry-stained lips.

Valencia blushes with embarrassment at having interrupted the proceedings and hushes.

Petal gives Valencia a smile. "Oh, Princess, Mistress Cybele always liked others to have fun and I am sure you would like that now too." She says softly. The girl then tries to lead those who will follow toward the grove which is an area were lush trees grow. The withering is hard to notice.

Nodding softly at Nova, Willow says, gesturing to her bare feet. "The slippers would be lovely but there is no reason to get greedy." She then follows Petal into the grove.

Willow gets springtime lily seasilk slippers.

Nova grunts softly in the 'agreeable tone' that Northerners sometimes to when they do not really want to say anything but simply acknowledge agreement when Petal explains Cybele. She does not stop eating besides that singular noise, at least until Willow speaks, then she swallows a bite in a polite way then speaks up, "Well, they seem to be an outfit together, no? You won fairly, so that is not greedy." She following along whilst taking bites here and there.

When they reach the grove Petal goes to stand in the center. "I don't know as much about the gods as many not having been raised in the Faith. What I do know is that land is special to Petrichor and blessed by him. This land has given a home to my flowers. To the lilies to Eleyna. A place for Cybele and Bashira to rest. It helps to defend Compact from the slaver. Today I pray that Petichor help us to cleanse to the land. Helps us to protect the land. Helps the land to heal. Helps to guide us in the right direction."

Arman is overheard praising Petal.

2 House Velenosa Guards, Matteo leave, following Arman.

A heave breath taken, Valencia is quiet in her prayers, her eyes lowering gently as her uncle takes his leave.

When Petal speaks about Petrichor, Floppers seems to part from Matteo and then go to stand at attention among the group of humans and critters alike.

Moving to be beside but behind Sir Floppington, Nova stays quiet whilst the chewing commences within her closed maw, but she keenly watches not only her canine companion but also peeks around to everyone else from time to time.

Willow gets a lovely summer lily seasilk gown.

Willow is overheard praising Petal.

Lisebet goes along to the grave, quietly. She promised she'd help, and she intends to do so. She listens to Petal, and echoes her prayers silently. After a moment, she adds, "Petrichor, we thank you for your grace and and the wonderful blessings from this, your land. Please help us to help cleanse it, so that it remains true to your calling."

Cillian nods his head, "She is a it more then a friend." he smiles looking to Petal then looks to Valencia, "IT is a pleasure to meet you."

Petal look over to Lisebet at her prayer, giving her a gentle smile that reaches her browne eyes. "Thank you." She says softly. The girl then peeks over to Cillian, nodding. "We are getting married. The Shama, Princess Drea is going to marry us."

Again the smiles comes and the little vixen offers and warm incline of head. "Thank you for doing this for my cousin, Mistress Petal Many have been so kind, but in this, that it will live on for generations, it is a beautiful way to remember her and for us to remember the sweetest Cybele and bold Bashira. All so remarkable and beautiful. True blossoms of Arx that parted from us far too soon. Thank you for this," she curtsies gently to the woman. "I know many will fall in love with this place and that the land will be cleansed. With those such as the people gathered here today, how can it not be?"

Keski, a nervous disciple of Petrichor, Aletta, an even more nervous disciple of Petrichor, 1 Templar Knight guards, Oswald, the war pig, a lively Ostrian gelding arrive, following Brigida.

Petal looks over to Valencia, giving her another smile that reaches her brown eyes. "Thank you. I have done my best and well I very much hope that people come to enjoy the lilies and the lodge heals." She says. The group is gathered in the groove of trees, in the location where Cybele and Bashira lost there lives in defense of the lodge.

Nova sets her fork upon the edge of her plate and lowers it to quietly speak, "Thank you, Petrichor." says she as she looks around, doing so beyond the group to the trees and all around then smiles gratefully to Lady Willow.

Brigida enters the area, her staff preceding her along with her voice as she talks to her Disciples. "Now if you two don't show the proper respect to this place, I'll box your ears so hard that... oh we're here." She pauses and squints around the area at everyone.

Lisebet is with the others, glancing about, and seeing how things are. She kneels down at a spot that looks like it could maybe need some help and offers some more prayers quietly.

Sir Floppington bows himself into a doggie stretch and holds it a moment before standing back up with bright, soulful eyes and a wig-wagging tail.

Petal peeks over to Brigida, giving her a smile. "Oh, Archlector, it is an hour that you are here. We are just finishing up prayers, but if you wanted to say something?" She says to her.

Behind Sir Floppington is the young scout with a seasilk gown draped neatly over a single shoulder and a plate of partly eaten food in one hand while her other hand is free to pat Flops on his flank, "Good Boy, the very best boy, even."

A warm smile is offered to Brigida as she arrives, the Blessed offered a bright smile as she is greeted by Petal. Valenica turns to Rowenova to offer a chance to smell the lilies selected for her Hart's secret gardens.

Brigida clears her throat at the offer of saying a prayer and she finds a spot where she can first keep an eye on everyone before taking a deep breath.

King Stag, Forest Lord, Monarch of the Soil.
From one make three,
From three make ten,
Bless this field,
Bless this copse,
Bless this sacred glen,
King Stag, Forest Lord, Monarch of the Soil."

Petal is overheard praising Brigida: Wonderful prayer!

Petal is overheard praising Valencia: A wonderful princess!

Petal is overheard praising Lisebet: The duchess has such lovely prayers

Petal is overheard praising Willow: Yeah, she won the dress and is wonderful to have around.

Petal is overheard praising Rowenova: She came to the lodge and gave her support and is very wonderful.

Petal is overheard praising Cillian: Best sword and boyfriend!

Petal is overheard praising Arman: The prince came to show his support and I appreciate that.

Petal listens to Brigida's prayers. "Thank you Archlector, that was very lovely and well thank you and take some lilies if you want, but of course you can visit them here too." She says.

Leaning to Valencia, Nova breathes in the lovely scents of the lilies which will be in the gardens at the Hart. She smiles dreamily after doing so with a tiny nod of approval. Then, she stands up and looks to Brigida, "Thank you, Archlector." Sir Floppington wags up to the Archlector then doggie bows to her before standing up anew.

Lisebet ducks her head as Brigida gives her prayer, and then she nods, once that is done. "Thank you - that was lovely," she says. "I shall have to work on my own, I think."

Valencia smiles softly at the prayer, her thanks offered in a gentle murmur. Drawing a gentle breath, her gazes drifts to about and she seem at peace for the moment.

Valencia is overheard praising Petal: So kind and thoughtful. Elyena would be touched. I'm so grateful.

Brigida smiles widely as she finishes her prayer and bows her head slightly before offering everyone a blessed wave. "I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner. I can't ride as fast as I used to."

Lisebet is overheard praising Petal: Beautiful, sweet and generous.

1 Crimson Blades Sergeant have been dismissed.

1 Crimson Blades Lieutenant have been dismissed.

1 Crimson Blades Private have been dismissed.

"It is okay. I am glad you could make it Archlector." Petal says softly. She seems to be in a cheerful mood and a hopeful one. "Thank you all for coming." The girl adds.