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Meanwhile at the Randolph Bakery Phoebe and Calliope experiment with new recipes!

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I forgot I switched out my Ani pb to Tara Emad for my last posts I used the wrong pb! Lol ))

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After all the gifts and offerings were brought and ceremonial rituals completed, Ani walked to the center of the area and crowd gathered. She held the torch she was given up. “Praise be, Queen Elisheeva Fatima rests. We thank her loyalty and duty. May her praises be sung forever and her legacy known!” The crowd responded with “Praise Be”. She lifted the torch and spoke again. “I am the torch bringer! I am your guiding light. I am the Holy Mother and Bride of our tribes. I beg the gods to enlighten me, strengthen me so that I may be the priestess of these tribes.” She set the torch to a large trough of oil. It lit immediately and travelled the area so that a circle formed except for a three foot break.

Whenever Ani would speak this would be lit going forward. She handed the torch off and stood in the middle. “By fire and flame I will be yours. I look to Ila Notay now.” She turned and looked to Ila. “By fire and flame if she accepts she will be an extension of me as I see fit….” Whether magic or a trick of the oil no one would truly questioned but she dipped her hand into the flames and they danced on her palm. “Ila by fire and by flame be my hand in this new life of the tribes?”

As the circle of fire surrounded Ani, Ila was called forth and with careful steps, bare feet carried her towards her Queen and bowed her head, keeping her eyes downcast as she was asked if she was ready to accept her official position as her Hand.

Placing her hand over the dragonfly pin, placed near her heart, she met Ani's gaze, and whispered words back. "I come to you, humble, and at your behest, please accept these few words." and began.

"By fire and flame, I will honor and graciously accept the position to protect your words, heed them as you see fit, guide you, take counsel with you, and assure that your word remains just to the people, for you are their sainted bride."

Ani nodded and smiled speaking once more to affirm. I am Anisoptera Ekkam.,,I am the light..,the torch..,bride and mother of your tribes and Ila Notay is my Sister, my Hand and my Heart. By Fire and flame and by wind and by rain…she is my olive branch and my sword when need be….”

“Praise Be….” Sienna had a new Queen.

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After all the gifts and offerings were brought and ceremonial rituals completed, Ani walked to the center of the area and crowd gathered. She held the torch she was given up. “Praise be, Queen Elisheeva Fatima rests. We thank her loyalty and duty. May her praises be sung forever and her legacy known!” The crowd responded with “Praise Be”. She lifted the torch and spoke again. “I am the torch bringer! I am your guiding light. I am the Holy Mother and Bride of our tribes. I beg the gods to enlighten me, strengthen me so that I may be the priestess of these tribes.” She set the torch to a large trough of oil. It lit immediately and travelled the area so that a circle formed except for a three foot break.

Whenever Ani would speak this would be lit going forward. She handed the torch off and stood in the middle. “By fire and flame I will be yours. I look to Ila Notay now.” She turned and looked to Ila. “By fire and flame if she accepts she will be an extension of me as I see fit….” Whether magic or a trick of the oil no one would truly questioned but she dipped her hand into the flames and they danced on her palm. “Ila by fire and by flame be my hand in this new life of the tribes?”

As the circle of fire surrounded Ani, Ila was called forth and with careful steps, bare feet carried her towards her Queen and bowed her head, keeping her eyes downcast as she was asked if she was ready to accept her official position as her Hand.

Placing her hand over the dragonfly pin, placed near her heart, she met Ani's gaze, and whispered words back. "I come to you, humble, and at your behest, please accept these few words." and began.

"By fire and flame, I will honor and graciously accept the position to protect your words, heed them as you see fit, guide you, take counsel with you, and assure that your word remains just to the people, for you are their sainted bride."

Ani nodded and smiled speaking once more to affirm. I am Anisoptera Ekkam.,,I am the light..,the torch..,bride and mother of your tribes and Ila Notay is my Sister, my Hand and my Heart. By Fire and flame and by wind and by rain…she is my olive branch and my sword when need be….”

“Praise Be….” Sienna had a new Queen.

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Lorna lay in repose. Her belongings had been all but packed and her time in Arbor would find its zenith. She was still weak, but her wounds had finally healed close, the poison of Sadira's blade all but siphoned from her body. She had taken full advantage of Dominic's strength, and he had packed both their things, while women ogled at the bare chested man, and she watched from the shadows. She heard whispers, talk of a magical redhead here and felt the tiniest twinge of response. And lost herself to her past thoughts. Past memories of a time when life was quite different. Pink Dust.

Pink Dust born to Sierra Blake, sister to Bianca, sister to Mavis, sister to Ayla, sister to Edith. The last born daughter to Sierra. Touched by fire, in more ways than one. Her destiny was said to be that of a life of both intrigue and turmoil. Her childhood one of love and learning the healing arts with her sisters, and honored mother. Her teen years proved different, something she always kept hidden now. For death would not be allowed to change her path. But it did. Pink's life became one of collar and chains, stubbornly believing it was love. The healer that was Pink Dust thought she was living happily, despite the maltreatment. Despite life amongst the black sands, of the Beachside Castle, where she learned not just to heal, but to cater to men and women of all kinds and trade. Jormun was his name, The Scaly King. And Pink thought it was love. The harem of the Beachside Castle was renown. The secrets of Kings, Queens, princes, princesses, noblemen and women was their currency. The Castle thrived under the overbearing thumb of Jormun.

Until it did not, and unwarranted bruises were the norm for Pink. Jormun had begun to thrive in hurting her. And when his malfience turned to the other in his harem, it was over. And Pink Dust found herself the rightful owner of the Beachside Castle in Basildon. The redhead could not forget that she was ruling with bloodstained hands, yet she would rule differently. All were given a choice. Some chose to follow the skin trade, some left with gold and wares to find their lives, and some even chose to learn the healing arts from Pink. Her conscience plagued her, even as fewer visitors found their way to the weather beaten Beachside Castle. It remained opulent, despite its outward appearance, none of it though could wash away the memory of what she had done. In the beginning she had convinced herself it was done for good reasons, that it was the only solution. And only one solution came to mind.

Jormun had made many enemies amongst the trade, he stole, he killed for the best, and his harem had been amongst the elite. Pink traveled with him, as his personal medicine woman, and saw sands of many different colors, and remembered. Steeling herself, she took the last of her harem with her across the sands and found her way amongst the sands of Sienna, to the Harem of Qadesh, and to Clara Rose.

And her decision would be a gamble. Her small battered harem traveled, leaving the black sands behind. She found herself instead on the blue sands of The Badlands of Azure Bay, and with Clara Rose. Pink shared her truth with her, told her what she knew she already knew, and a barter was made. The Beachside Castle and the black sands for a chance at a new life. Where Pink Dust would be no more.

The Rings of Isis were those who were imbued with a magic like no other, an almost god-like power to create change, all for a sacrifice. The ritual was tedious, long, and as tears streamed down her eyes, Pink Dust began to fade away.

Features reformed, and kept hidden for a full moon, she would emerge. Still a firestarter, but a redhead no more.

"What shall be your new name?" She was asked. She remembered her sisters, and her mother, lost to her. They were a lifetime ago she felt, but they were with her, "I have chosen to bear my family name. And my name shall be Lorna, Lorna Blake."

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Legend tells the tale of a Sienna Royal named Karifa. She was a compassionate Holy Woman and found the need to help those abused or left to struggle and suffer extreme torments. Under the guise of a simple Sand Peddler she would find ways to help refugees to the deeper part of the desert where she collected her new friends and helped them in ways unimaginable. With the powers beset upon her by the gods she would transform and help heal these people. In exchange for such gifts and new life they would train to be elite warriors and for some…the gifts of magic were bestowed upon them. Forever loyal to the bloodline of Karifa down to the new Queen to be Anisoptera Ekkam, they would come when called.

So be warned….wayward traveler or evil doer. Deep in the oranges and browns of Umber’s sands there is a Den of Scorpions…

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Allow me to introduce Clara Rose Bradford. She was originally of Barley. The middle sister of two brothers, Chase (deceased) and Reed (Resident and married to a Princess of Snow).

Clara Rose was a lady of interest at one time to the King of Snow but found she had a different calling and at one point was the manager of the Dark Courts there.

Clara enjoyed such a life but she knew there could be more. She was interested in much more and she moved her own holdings to Sienna.

Clara started an honest business in East Garnet where the sands were pink and she created a very legal and profitable “entertainment center” aptly named the Coral Oasis.

Using the very nice profits she made new endeavors.

In the Badlands at Azure Bay she created the Harem of Qadesh where gambling and your fantasy awaited.

And in Umber, the deepest parts where life could hang in the balance crossing the sands…if you could reach the Rings of Isis you could seek the magic dwellers and the knowledge of the gods…

In the meantime, the Coral Oasis had gained a reputation to host the elite, the richest and the exotic, here your darkest, deepest wishes could come true…

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Luma and Eric had left them in the hands of Anisoptera’s cousin. A 5th cousin to be exact and 10th Prince to Andestine a region of Sienna. Remi Malik was there to help get her safely to Merlot. Once in his hands they began to travel to Merlot from the oasis they had found each other. The closer they got to Merlot the redder the sands. Colors of wine and burgundy painted the particles of sand making it beautiful scenery. Whenever they stopped now people knew the covered woman was someone special. The children gathered around her and she gave them fruit and candy and spoke to them quietly of the new ways coming to the land.

She blessed the sick but never was it confirmed whom the new holy woman was. Some called her Fatima and she only spoke softly. I am not the Fatima…but I am the Dragonfly…every move she made was under the watchful eye of Ila her advisor and her Cousin the Prince.

The beginning of a new reign was upon Sienna….

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Where the desert lands are named after the color of the sand in that region.