Re: 01 Destined of Arvandor: Odd Kinship
Faerema says, "Small, reptilian creatures. They spoke a language I'm not familiar with."
When the pieces are assembled, the parchment becomes whole. It glows bright and then projects and image of a female eladrin. She has brown hair, fairy wings, and wears green to match her opalescent eyes. She says, "The pieces have been assembled. This must mean the conditions were met; At least one elf, one eladrin, and one drow have brought these pieces together. Lay your hands on each others' hands and I will give you a gift."
June's eyes are wide. She had never seen illusory magic before. Faerema's eyes are fixed like a kid who just saw a fudge factory. June leans forward, holding her hand out, above the parchment.
Faerema gulps, looking at the others nervously, but slowly reaches her hand out, putting it on top of June's.