Muirfinn's diary (Moore)

[Nephrite]

Time for some more wandering. If it affects anything, Moore's first order of business is to find out whether or not there's any way to "save" The Father, be it by sending his soul to Zaphkiel to be reborn one day or even to just try and fill him with something other than the hatred and malice and rejection he received from his progenitors to end his madness.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100
<Kobot> Kowork rolled 1d100 --> [ 1d100=19 ]{19}

You wander for a little bit, until you come on a path leading up to the mountain proper. Cresiel takes a look at it, "We are drawn higher," he says, walking towards it.

[Nephrite]

Moore will fly along. "There's a spell that lets you see the land all around you for miles in an instant... I always had a theory that if I tried to use it here it just wouldn't work. What you seek to find around here has to be shown to you, you can't just... cut corners."

[Anastasia]

"Wisdom," Cresiel agrees, "Lunia is infinite. It is a sphere without end, distance matters little here. It is not the distance you cover but the path that you take, shortcuts are missing the point."

[Nephrite]

"Indeed. I think of the mountain itself as merely a symbol for being able to climb up -- the challenge and the merit of getting to the top. It also helps to think of it as rising above what you were before... I'm sure that was the intention when It was created." Moore says as they go along.

[Anastasia]

Just gonna follow the path on up then?

[Nephrite]

He sees no reason to do anything but.

[Anastasia]

You walk a time. It is a silent walk given to self reflection and consideration.

In time you come to an archway of stone, one that leads to a path going further up. "A passageway to Mercuria," Cresiel notes, "We are desired higher up."

[Nephrite]

"Someone must really want to tell me my idea is really good or really stupid." Moore says with a bit of a smile. Regardless, he will head through the archway and further up.

[Anastasia]

You step through. You find yourself in the gentle hills of Mercuria, golden light shed from the ground itself.

"A new layer can provide new insight," Cresiel remarks, "I would suggest meditating again."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. Well, he -is- technically closer to the light now...

"Certainly, I'll try." He says, moving over to find a nice place to sit and get comfortable.

[Anastasia]

Wis check.

[Nephrite]

[22:06] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+5 Moore really needs some better wis boosters
[22:06] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+5 Moore really needs some better wis boosters --> [ 1d20=18 ]{23}

[Anastasia]

You settle in and meditate again. Good dog. Good dog. Macaron?

You drift in the gentle embrace of your own mind, because you wouldn't accept it. You chose the path of danger and walked it until the end. You looked past the light. You refused to surrender. All of you fought on.

[Nephrite]

But why? He always was a good dog, wasn't he. But why was he with that foul-mouthed...

Why not just remember everything that happened?

And are his memories resurfacing because of That?

Is it safe?

No, safe doesn't matter -- is it the right thing to do? It has to be, doesn't it?

He continues to breathe, in and out, trying to stay focused.

He has to stay focused to solve this.

He has to.