The second seal (Moore)

[Anastasia]

Okay. Same party as last time or any changes?

[Nephrite]

Same party is fine.

[Anastasia]

You gate back and find an ancient man waiting in the study for you. He has a beard down to his middle and is otherwise bald. He wears blue robes trimmed with gold and a chain around his neck, which is tucked into the robe. Standing behind him are two men wearing metal masks, hiding their faces. They wear robes of black and carry staves.

"I am Ule of the Eighth Circle," The old man greets you, "Moore of circle unknown, Dana of circle unknown and Balyss of circle unknown. Am I correct?"

[Nephrite]

"Ah... in your terminology, yes, that would be correct." Moore says. "We are from a place called Aurora, it is both an organization as well as a place of its own -- ah, but perhaps you already know that. I understand you had time to do divinations on this subject." Moore says.

[Anastasia]

"Yes. Before that, could you identify the circle each of you has reached?" Ule asks, hands together and hidden by the long sleeves of his robe.

[Nephrite]

"Oh, um... well, as you can probably tell, I'm not much of a wizard, but I am familiar with the 8th level of bardic arcane casting and the 6th level of some divine magic." Moore says. "Dana, you use mental magic, don't you? Does that even have circles?" He asks, glancing back at her.

[Anastasia]

"Seventh, if you really fucking care. Like it matters what it is if it kills you or helps you," Dana says.

"The tenth." Balyss says, meeting his eyes, "Selune walks with me, I wield magic beyond mortal means."

Ule is silent as he considers, "The divinations point to our destruction if we help you. Ruin follows you like flowers after spring rains."

[Nephrite]

Moore blinks. Really? Can that be right...?

"I... can you be any more specific than that?" Moore asks. "I'm not doubting your words, but... if it's something we can prevent somehow, we would certainly do so."

[Anastasia]

"Samgan burns," His voice raises as he points at you, an old, gnarled finger shaking. "Catastrophe comes from the sky. The earth is rent apart. Fields of grain turn to ash and the people go hungry."

The two black robed men behind him shuffle forward slightly, closer to Ule.

"He we fucking go," Dana rolls her eyes, "One, fuck prophecies, we're in the business of kicking those in the balls until they die. Two, you can bet your ass we're going to cast our own superior divinations to see how full of shit you are. Three, fuck you and fuck your fearmongering cocksheathes back there. Do you think you're going to intimidate us or chase of off?"

[Nephrite]

"Dana." Moore says, shaking his head at her. "They're probably more scared of us than they think we are of them."

"Sir Ule." Moore begins, looking him in the eye. "You yourself know that divinations give you a glimpse into the future, but are not to always be fully relied upon for all aspects of life, do you not? But whatever happens, I give you my word as someone who has been touched by the light of Mount Celestia that we would never allow destruction to befall your world because of us. If Hell comes, then we will stand upon your soil and fight it. We would never -ever- allow for this to come to pass because of actions that we've taken. If just our arriving here has caused a problem, then we will work to make it right again." He insists. "I have no way to prove to you the intent of our actions except through what I hope you can hear in the sincerity of my words."

At this, he takes a breath. "However, if you simply wish us to leave, then we will do so." Moore says. "We only came here for information on someone... if that is all you wish to share with us, then that is fine. If you do not even wish to share that information at this point... well, I won't try and force you. But I think it would be a very disappointing experience all together if nothing at all came of this except fear of others."

[Anastasia]

Make a diplo check for your diplomacy.

[Nephrite]

Taking 10 and using Divine Insight for 71.

[Anastasia]

Ule reaches into his robes, tightly holding a pendant in his fist. You don't really get a look at it, hand around it before he brings it out.

"Yes, if you want to banish the most powerful magic you'll ever see, go ahead. We can take care of those problems and more, Selune will guide us." Balyss adds, stepping forward. "Selune lights the way for lost, wayward travelers. She will light your way forward, if you only ask."

[Nephrite]

"We did not come here to threaten or frighten you or your people. Surely, you know that." Moore says. "Please, we will do all we can to help your people and show you what lies beyond what you thought were your limits -- and we will not allow Hell or any evil power to come and destroy your world. You do not need magic to know our words are true." Moore says.

"Balyss is right -- the Light of Selune, or the Wisdom of Celestia... can you so easily turn those away? As I said when I came here a day ago, all we came here for was information -- we could have forced it out of someone or just threatened them. We have followed your customs as well as we can, so I hope that shows our patience, resolve, and willingness to help." Moore adds.

[Anastasia]

"You...you're...you're right," He says slowly, as the sound of glass breaking follows. Ule grunts as he opens his hand, crumbling glass falling down his robes.