Information

Tea Party
Legacy Name: Tea Party

The

Glade Archan
Owner:

JelloStar

Age: 13 years, 7 months, 1 week

Born: September 18th, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 7 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: September 18th, 2010

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Statistics

Level: 21
Strength: 53
Defense: 50
Speed: 42
Health: 42
HP: 42/42
Intelligence: 43
Books Read: 42
Food Eaten: 1
Job: Horticulturist

"You're late you know.", the Archan whispers softly. Vivid eyes look up from the table laden with everything one could dream or hope for in a proper tea. Though none of the cups match and there is an odd assortment of teapots in varying sizes there's something quaint about it. Familiar almost. As though you've been to this tea party before. Perhaps you have, a very long time ago. Or maybe it was all a dream.

"It isn't nice to keep me waiting.", there's a sadness to the soft voice, an unspoken something he seems to keep to himself. " wish you wouldn't stay away so long. It is lonely here without you. When you leave so do the others. Please stay this time. Promise me you will." The Archan looks at you with his vivid eyes like endless pools of blackberry jam. Almost instantly you promise to stay. A smile tugs at the corners of his mouth, causing him to almost smile. How you wish he would. Deep down you know you know that smile. If only he would share it with you again.

The afternoon is spent chattering away, catching up with one another. As the hours fly others join and by the time nightfall comes there's a merry group prattling away and laughing like long lost friends. All seem happy and as they should be. The Archan has grown more animated and is every bit the fellow you know him to be by this time. Talking grows quieter as guests turn to look at you. While you have said nothing there's something about your demeanor that has altered them to your desire to leave for the night. To return to your own home and sleep in your own bed. Nodding his head the Archan silently releases you from your promise. Grateful you hastily agree you'll be back again tomorrow, which the other guests happily declare so will they.

Once all have gone and the Archan is left to a deserted tea party again he looks around the table. With a sad smile he says, "So we are here again." Tapping a cup with a spoon he rises slowly to his great back paws. Leaning over the table with cup raised the great Archan states, "lone. As always I shall be. Your merriment touches my heart but for a brief time and then you leave me in sorrow until you return. If you return. This time I do not think you shall."; Slumping back into his chair eyes glaze over as he mumbles, "Why must I stay? Please free me from this cursed existence."; No one hears though and he is left truly alone. Always alone and so he shall remain. Trapped forever at a tea party that knows no end and for which guests are few and very far between. He'll go mad in this existence of his. Then again isn't everyone?