Getting the band together

[Corwin]

"I'm very reassured to hear that," Seira tells him. "I became aware that the boy, Calley, was drafting an arcane thesis that he himself did not seem to understand. Would you be willing to look over my annotated notes and provide insights into them?"

[Anastasia]

"I am aware of your work, through not of the work itself," Oghma agrees, "I will see any unknown knowledge, it is my duty."

[Corwin]

Seira is all too happy to provide her copy of the notes, as well as her interpretations of them.

"--and it seems like it's all gearing up towards creating a portal somewhere outside Creation, which is pretty interesting! But I still can't narrow it down properly."

[Anastasia]

Oghma looks the notes over and writes away, "You know most of what I have, and I cannot make the connections I should be able to," he says, "This is the work of 21. Still, there are a few bits of aid I can supply."

Oghma proceeds to write some notes, passing them over to Seira.

[Corwin]

"Thank you! And this visit also got me thinking into a fresh direction. Would you be able to provide me with a list of specialists in the field of making portals and transportation magic? Perhaps they would have a few interesting insights, and wouldn't be blinded by 21 like we regrettably are. In fact, is Aurora's creator, Medi, one of them? His fate always seemed vague, though here I am, thinking that you of all may well hold the answer to that. If he were still alive and kicking, I could either go to try and rescue him or approach him with an interesting research project. And the same goes for other accomplished wizards of his stature, of course!"

[Anastasia]

"What you ask for is powerful knowledge," Oghma says, "I will provide so, if you provide me with knowledge of equal measure and importance."

[Corwin]

"It's hard for me to judge the worth of knowledge without being privy to it," Seira admits. "I'm wary of offending with a low-bidding offer. Is a unique spell of the eighteenth circle anywhere close? What of a vision of the birth of 21?"

[Anastasia]

Oghma places his quill down and says, "I would see that memory," he declares, turning towards the two of you at last. "Such a memory would be a fine addition to all I know."

Kascha stays out of it by and large, but adds now, "It must be remarkable."

[Corwin]

"I must say this in advance, but I wish to keep its origin a secret. But in the end, they are not what the memory is about. If that is acceptable...."

Seira waits for Oghma to object, and in case he doesn't places his hand on his shoulder while sharing a vision of the memory shown to her by Galaurskax. If he kept to the original offer, it would've been only her own to see, but given he shared it with more than just Seira it's up to her discretion to use! The only changes she makes are to obscure both he and Io, so that the original owner of the memory cannot be divined, which should be in accordance of Io's wishes to remain hidden.

Kascha, too, gets to see this memory as Seira's other hand lands softly on her head and pats it.

Essentially this, with the stated edits.

[Anastasia]

Kascha is the first to speak after seeing it, "Oh!" A murmur, thick and powerful. "What a terrible thing, Seira! 21 was never like that before." Kascha hugs herself and shrinks back, "What is that horrible light?"

Oghma is silent, save for the scratching of his quill. He writes with no great haste, yet page after page is filled night instantly, a book being written in an instant, appearing as Oghma writes. The book vanishes after, gone to whatever place Oghma wills.

"It is done," Oghma says, "You will have your list. You also had questions about Medi?"

[Corwin]

"Yes. From what I know of the lore, he was either captured and held prisoner in the lower planes after being betrayed on one of his Crusades, managed to escape somewhere after being disillusioned by these events, or was destroyed. I would like to know for certain, and either contact him or try to rescue him. That made me think of another. I would like any information existing that could aid in the successful rescue of Yemimah. One of our own, held in captivity in Dis. That's just not right, and I would like to request your aid in this."

[Anastasia]

"Medi died," Oghma says, shaking his head, "There's no great mystery to it, only those who refuse to believe he accepted his death."

At this Kascha sighs softly, "That's too bad. I always hoped Elena would get to see him again."

"Death is not the end. Medi slept for a long time, but he has awakened from death." Oghma says, chuckling. Before you his forms shifts - to a gaily dressed bard, lute in hand, a day's dark shadow of beard across his lantern jaw and a ready smile. "It makes a ballad for the ages. Especially because he's rather grumpy about it. Ah, you would think he is merely upset about being woken up early on a day of rest."

[Corwin]

"Who killed him?" Seira asks out of curiosity. "And who brought him back? Where is he now, and why has he chosen to stay away from Aurora? In fact, how long ago was he resurrected?"

[Anastasia]

"My insight to Medi is limited," Oghma admits, "Because he is hidden from me, but his companion is not. He works for another purpose now, with bad graces but acceptance. He speaks only indirectly save to complain, but nonetheless sees to his tasks. I believe he seeks to help against Shar and against the Prophecy of Primus, so doubtless some deity roused him and convinced him to resurrect."

Shaking his head at that, "It may be his own work, he has a way of overcoming the impossible."

[Corwin]

"What of this companion, who is not hidden from you? Who is he? How can I reach him? Working against Shar and the Prophecy of Primus is what I'm after, and one of the reasons the Cauldron is seeking to expand its influence," Seira says, nodding at Kascha.