Smith (Jaela, Calleigh, Surraruthru)

[Anastasia]

This gets Balyss to nod, turning her attention from Jaela. "Some sects use scimitars and other curved swords that resemble the crescent moon." She smiles a little bit, "Would you like to know more about Selune later?"

[Yuthirin]

"I know aaaaaaaallll about Seluuuuuuune!" Calleigh says, rotating end over end counter-clockwise. "She likes moons and sometimes she IS a moon and her followers are called lunatics which is ALso a word for crazy people but they tend not to be crazy except the WEREWOLVES which are sometimes still fun even though they're sorta grumpy sometimes but that's okay I'd be grumpy too if I was gray all the time. I mean why don't they have more colors? The moon changes colors sometimes! The planes need red and blue and green and orange werewolves!"

[Anastasia]

"No," Balyss says firmly, "We do not need a rainbow of werewolves. She doesn't just like the moon, she is the moon. She also helps women stand up for themselves and follow the natural intuition and wisdom they're given."

[Yuthirin]

"Uhm, why not?"

[Anastasia]

"That's not important, but we'll talk about Selune and all of that later," Balyss says with a hint of a smile, "There's a lot Selune can help you with."

[Yuthirin]

"Maybe she'll be more open to the fact that there need to be rainbow werewolves. And wererats. And weresharks. And WEREBEARS! Big blue bears! This is a great idea! We'll go talk to her after we're done giving this rift the boot!" Calleigh nods.

[Corwin]

"The more you have of a thing the less special it is, so no rainbow wereanything," Jaela decides after taking that all in. "So the sword, huh? You were totally more important than some sword, Balyss. But if Selune wants us to have it back, pray for the sword when you think the time's right. Hey, maybe it'd appear all set in stone for you to draw?"

[Anastasia]

"I wasn't even there," Balyss remarks, "If Selune says that the sword will return, it will. I'll pray when I think the time is right," She pauses to poke her finger right at Jaela, "But it may not be me who is the one to do it. Or I may not be in a position to when the times comes."

[Iron Dragoon]

"You know, if rainbows are what you're interested in, a lot of Faerie Dragons have prismatic scales. You could try to become one."

[Corwin]

"Just make sure to have spotters out throughout our entire taskforce looking for the sword. We can spare a few people for that if Selune took the time to say hi."

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d100 --> [ 1d100=11 ]{11}

As the army waits, magicking the area and preparing, a scout cries out from the left flank, "Incoming devils!" he announces, "Incoming devils!"

[Corwin]

"Cresiel! Go ruin their day!" Jaela orders without delaying or waiting on coordination with Ithea. "Simmer, Vul'lath, go with him. Kascha, Surraruthru, organize support. Balyss, healing! Tepen, make sure we don't get flanked."

That leaves Tryll free to recover his magic and his force in reserve along with Canderella's, while Jaela's own self-assigned duty would be to counter devil magic and break their commanders.

[Anastasia]

Turning, the party sees the devils - a grand total of two. One is a gelugon, body blasted with burns all over. Its eyes are gone, entire face burnt horrifically. It wears the tattered remnant of a black robe. It is guided along by a battered barbazu, who calls gruffly, "White flag! Not with the daemons!"

Cresiel is already gliding forward, pausing to glance at Jaela and the officers at this.

[Corwin]

She can't fire that scout for his highly inaccurate and unjustifiably panicked description, so Jaela will have to contend with finding the shittiest assignments for him for the next month instead.

"Seriously?" she calls out.

[Anastasia]

The gelugon hisses in pain, "No choice," it calls, "Help us and we'll tell you about the daemon that ambushed us."