Gossiping (Afina)

[Ebiris]

How very direct for a fey, especially one so high up in the Seelie! Still, Afina can work with that. "Quite simply we're looking to strengthen our Crusade. Killing Abigor was all well and good but those who stood behind him remain out of reach for the time being. The Great Padisha's Shahzada offered to put us in contact with you in exchange for some of my pixie dust, your Highness. Given how well travelled and connected you are, we're hoping to take advantage of your wisdom. Are there any forces opposed to Hell that could join forces with us? Any secret places of power that could strengthen our officers? In particular," she leans forward, "We would be greatly interested in hearing word of any fey that survived Lifasa, should you have heard any stories on your travels. Our current numbers account for barely two score."

[Anastasia]

"The last is the most important," The Waltz Prince says, "Not only do I know where one is, I have one taking shelter in my house." He snaps his fingers, an image appearing in the air. It looks to be a beautiful, sandy haired nymph. "Emerelda," he says, "She managed to escape after the fact and has been been recovering under my protection."

[Ebiris]

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Afina says, delighted at getting such a quick answer! Sure one nymph isn't much, but given all they have is forty three pixies it's still pretty good! "I'm sure Emerelda is quite happy with your hospitality, but if you could let her know she'd be made welcome amongst us any time we'd appreciate it. Do you know what part of Lifasa she came from?" she asks in case she might be known to any of their pixies.

[Anastasia]

"She will. She's only recently opened up after her ordeal, but she's been interested in Aurora," he confirms.

[Nephrite]

"That's wonderful to hear." Moore agrees with a nod. "I've actually been a bit surprised at the reception we've had here thus far... I suppose it's natural for people to put their best foot forward behind a group that's actually accomplishing something notable."

[Ebiris]

"That's a delight to hear," Afina says. "Already this meeting has proven more than worth the effort. If you can keep your eyes and ears open for any others from our home we'd be grateful. It doesn't matter what Courts they came from before, everyone from Lifasa needs to stand together."

[Anastasia]

"I can go fetch her now," Prince Waltz says, "'tis a simple matter."

[Ebiris]

"We're quite happy to wait, in that case," Afina says, looking forward to meeting another Lifasan fey.

[Nephrite]

"Were there a lot of different Courts on Lifasa?" Moore asks Afina. "For some reason I just presumed it was all under Queen Illsenine."

[Ebiris]

Afina snickers at that, shaking her head. "Not even close. Her Majesty ruled a moderately sized court made up almost entirely of pixies in the Gloaming Forest, a small but primal part of Lifasa. That's where all the reactionaries and traditionalists lived, scheming against and murdering each other. Of course we all have shared allegiances through the Seelie or Unseelie and the seasonal courts, but they transcend the boundaries of worlds and are remote things for most fey. There would have been thousands of local courts spread all across Lifasa, but since we survivors are so few we've banded together under her Majesty as the highest ranked fey left to us."

[Anastasia]

The Waltz Prince quickly goes off at that, giving the three a little time alone.

Go ahead and chat a bit, y'all. Let me know when you're done.

[Nephrite]

"Ohh, I see." Moore nods. "I never really fell in with any Courts, I was too... ah..." Moore shrugs. "I guess I was simply not devoted enough to any one thing. But it's good to see everyone refocused, even if it wasn't the best reason to begin with."

I'm good whenever.

[Ebiris]

"I suppose you have Celestia to take their place," Afina says. Honestly she wouldn't normally trust a fey that didn't belong to any courts at all but Celestia's good people.

I'm good likewise

[Anastasia]

That was quick.

The Waltz Prince returns a mere ten minutes later. With him is the nymph you saw in image, dressed in a gown in a green that matches her name. She approaches behind him, striding forward purposefully. "General Devilsbane?" she asks, going right to Afina, "Major Moore?"

[Ebiris]

"You can call me Afina," she smiles warmly at the nymph. "From where in Lifasa did you hail, Emerelda?"