Journey abroad (Jaela)

[Anastasia]

"Antenora...?" There's a pause from Mirima, before she says, "Ooooh, the angel from Sylica? Is she here?"

[Corwin]

"Much like me, she's wherever she wants to be with just a spell," Jaela says in amusement. "I just wanted to run the names by you before sending out the invitations."

[Anastasia]

"I have no objection," Mirima says, "She's a fearsome warrior and knows the city, no? What is there to object to?"

[Corwin]

Jaela shrugs. "Maybe I'm just worried pointlessly because of Balyss and Sylvie. Want to invite Balyss while I catch up with Ellese?"

Using a Miracle, she Sends to Antenora, "It's been a while. I'm planning a trip to Balmuria incognito. Would you like to join me and my friends?"

[Anastasia]

The answer is thus, "Spiritual wound is a concern. Turns world to opal. Must consult with Alicia and Syala. Will send reply."

[Corwin]

To be fair, that's one more reason Jaela wants to pay the city a visit before she pursues that sort of power herself. Though a deity can work through avatars, so maybe they can manage the same for a favored servant?

"She says she needs to check her schedule and she'll get back to us," Jaela voices. "Which is fine, since I need to wait for my magic to recover anyway. See you in the cafeteria for a snack in half an hour, Mirima? No fish, I promise!"

[Anastasia]

A half hour passes. Jaela gets breakfast in the cafeteria - a hearty meal of oatmeal, sausages, a bit of cheese and some sliced fruits. She can casually listen to all the chatter - upbeat on the whole, mostly discussing the last battle or ways to have fun now that the recent surge is over.

Mirima soon comes in, leaning in to kiss Jaela as she sits. She concentrates, pulling out a bowl of broth. She holds it up and sips from it, closing her eyes and breathing in the steam. Once done, "I didn't see Balyss personally, but Elena said she's drunk." She wiggles her nose, "Some sort of celebration with Ithea and Sylvie, they ended some personal argument. I didn't see any point of asking her when she's like that. I'd rather wait for that to pass and then use magic to sober her up."

[Corwin]

"If they made up, we might as well give up on her," Jaela muses. "We'll just pick up Ellese after we eat and see about a Veil to hide me before plane shifting over. If Antenora doesn't have an answer by then, she could always just catch up."

[Anastasia]

"A veil? What should we look like?" Mirima considers thoughtfully, then eyes Jaela. "You'd make a stunning blonde."

[Corwin]

"I'll give it a try. Humans, this time around? You could see if long black hair suits you."

[Anastasia]

Ellese is found in the library. She's deep in a book by herself, one wider and taller than she is. The writing in it looks to be a strange sort of cuneiform, ink pressed into the pages thickly. It's all wedges and angles, irregular shapes and the occasional drawing added to it.

She seems completely lost in it. Her eyes roam the pages, her attention wholly on it. Her posture is straight and strong, not a flinch or shudder to her.

[Corwin]

Jaela pulls up a chair at her side, content to wait for Ellese to notice her.

[Anastasia]

Mirima stands behind Jaela, arms crossed. A good minute passes and then another, then another and several more yet. Ellese snaps her fingers, the page turning on its own at that. The momentary distraction seems to be enough, as she looks up. "Jaela?" she says aloud, going up to rub her eyes.

[Corwin]

"I know what it's like to lose yourself in a good book," Jaela says. "How is it? Are you at a good pausing spot?"

[Anastasia]

"No point is a bad pausing point," Ellese rubs her temples ever so slowly, "This is the book of Zar-Red, a mad cloud giant wizard that came back from the deepest parts of Gehenna. He knew terrible and powerful magic after he came back, but it slowly destroyed him. To try and understand it is the effort of years."