The hunt for companionship (Calleigh)

[Yuthirin]

Tryll is a tiny headsquid, Wrapped loosely around the top of Calleigh's head like a strange winter hat. The pair is surrounded as ever by a very thin cloud of mist. "We're headed into the Deep Ethereal today, to a place called Famille! We're looking for another of Tryll's race, who may or may not be the owner of the place. A micro-plane? Demi-plane? Whatever. It's in the Deep Ethereal! Everybody good?"

[Nephrite]

"Everyone had a chance to use the arch, right?" Moore asks. He's wearing a rather fanciful-looking mask for some reason. "We should take the opportunity to gain Aurora's might."

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh eyeballs Moore for a moment with tiny eyeballs. "Sure. What's with the mask?"

Moore and Hanna can see Tryll's form floating placidly in midair, facial tentacles waving lazily  around Calleigh as though underwater.

[Nephrite]

"It's got some strong magic that I think, considering our location, will truly shine." Moore explains. "But as you can see, it forces me to rhyme." He sighs after that. "It gets a little annoying at times. ...argh!"

[Anastasia]

Hanna smiles a little bit, "Oh, that's a common one back in the Court. A clause that you are forced to rhyme when you wear it. I once had an ax like that, but I ultimately grew weary of rhyming to the max."

[Yuthirin]

"So if you had to say the word, 'acquiesce,' how would you rhyme it?"

[Nephrite]

Moore gives that some thought for a moment. "Well, with a word like Acquiesce, you'd probably end up saying 'yes.'" He says, then he rubs his chin. "I wonder if that was me or the mask..."

[Anastasia]

"ANYWAY," Simmer cuts in, "How about we get going? We have ethereal stalkers to burn and psychic mind squids to find."

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh spins in mid air, turning to point at Simmer excitedly, "YEAH! Explosions!"

[Nephrite]

"All right. Well, Tryll, you know where we're going, right? So by all means, illuminate our path with your light." Moore says with a gesture outside of Aurora's gates.

[Anastasia]

Okay. Ball's in your court to declare where precisely you're gating/shifting to. Once you do, I'll move us along, Yuth.

[Yuthirin]

Close as we can get to our destination. Divination to locate if necessary. If not, we'll head to the Deep Ethereal and move from there.

[Anastasia]

The Deep Ethereal is chilly, foggy. You appear floating in it, nothing but thick mists in every direction. However, your divinations suggest it should be ahead of you a little ways.

Hanna looks around, a hand on her axe handle. Once nothing happens she lowers it, "On guard, you can find strange things here most unexpectedly."

[Nephrite]

Moore looks around himself, then casts Lay of the Land to get an idea of what actually -is- around them, if anything at all.

[Yuthirin]

"It's the ethereal! It could be anything! Ghosts! Ravagers! Mushrooms! ANYTHING!" Calleigh loops and dives around Hanna's head.