Eternal questions (Ithea)

[Anastasia]

"I...I know what some of it means." Balyss slowly blinks and rubs her eyes.

[Merc]

"That's one of us then," Ithea notes.

[Anastasia]

Balyss ever so slowly rubs her face. "There's six sisters, mortal sextuplets who were made into Shards of Selune as a reward for a lifetime of service. They serve Phoebe, an angel said to be sprung from the blood of Selune, shed during battles against the Lady of Loss. It's obscure but true lore of the faith. For the rest, I saw them on the moon. There's something important that has to happen there, some sort of festival. A celebration, a frolic. I'm not sure what it's about, but I know that it's vitally important. Selune ensured I knew how important it was when I saw it."

A longer pause as Balyss slumps in her chair. She stays that way a little while, eyes closed. "The sun and the moon, light and dark. Forever apart but dancing one after another."

[Merc]

"I'm still kind of lost. Is it basically a suggestion to recruit these sisters? I know we have people trying to recruit again, so is Selune offerig her own suggestions?"

[Anastasia]

"I'm not sure. I don't think so. I think...I think it's just what I saw. You don't understand, Ithea. Selune is so much. So much!" She sits up now, eyes snapping open, "I saw only a little of it, a few splashes from the ocean of everything she sees. My mind's still reeling from that contact. She guided me and protected me, but it's still overwhelming. It's just..."

[Merc]

Ithea snaps her fingers in front of Balyss. "If you keep thinking about the experience, you'll just keep stuck in a loop. Stop and try thinking of other stuff."

[Anastasia]

With a great, heaving shudder, Balyss sits up. "Y-yeah. I need to. It's just better than focusing on the present."

[Merc]

Ithea grimaces a bit at that. "Did I mention the slaad sent an invitation? Just think of giant boulders rolling down a staircase, black holes behind doors and fights against dragons atop a burning star. I bet that will distract you?" She offers.

[Anastasia]

"...right. Back to being delirium." Balyss says after a beat, "Maybe if I focus hard I can lose a few days in rapture."

[Merc]

"Better than splashing poor innocent girls with water."

[Anastasia]

"Better th-" Balyss stops and groans, "Oh, nevermind that one. That's entirely the wrong sort of joke to make. Anyway, so there's another dungeon invitation?"

[Merc]

"Well not yet, technically. Maybe. I think."

"Was mostly just distracting you with memories of you screaming in abject terror, though he did send a letter even if he mentioned he doesn't have a dungeon ready for us. On the other hand, he invited me to this other place...and recommended I take a healer with me. And friends. Which kind of implies a dungeon of sorts, even if not of his making."

[Anastasia]

"Take Hanna and 27," Balyss says immediately, "Friends and a healer. It'll work out great."

[Merc]

"Uhuh."

Ithea just gives Balyss a flat look.

[Anastasia]

"They will. Elena, could you tell Hanna that she's going out with 27 and Ithea? Thanks." Balyss just smiles wider now, "27'll think you're the best anarch ever."