The aromas of roasting boar, salmon and beef filled the noses as they people filled in, dressed in their best. Golden torques glimmered as folk laughed and chatted waiting for the Druid and Bard to enter. Suddenly a hush fell upon them as Leyla Brigantes and her escort, Conor arrived. The Bard smiled and touched his harp which sent out a high sweet song.

Lexi stood and called out, "Welcome Leyla and Conor enter and give us the blessing of the Mother." A path was cut as the two made their way to the platform, newly built that morning by Tuatha's servants. The Druid stepped up, her Bard at her back and raising her hood she let it drop, revealing her shining hair. Eyes flashing she reminded the people of their duty and then began the ancient prayer, "Blessing Of The Three:

The Sacred Three
My fortress be
Encircling me,
Come and be round
My hearth, my home.
Fend Thou my kin
And every sleeping thing within
From scathe, from sin.
Thy care our peace
Through mid of night
To light's release. "

When she finished Conor began to play on the harp as people called out for drink and food. Soon the hall was filled with laughter and good cheer. "Lexi," Leyla said. "Yes what is it Leyla?" She asked, a frown developing. "Conor and I will not be taking the torch. Wait! I have found another." Standing she rose like a ghost and made her way to the front and called out, Conor playing upon his harp strongly now calling to the people. Heads turned as voices died.

"I have been called away, so Conor and myself will not be here for this honor of the torch, but I have found a worthly replacement." She paused as the people began to chatter. "Silence! I call Morrigan Trinovantes, she will be your runner! And Proud you should be!" Leyla's strong voice echoed through the chamber as heads turned to look.