Meeting Hell (Afina, Jaela, Tryll)

[Ebiris]

"General of Aurora, Baroness of Alfheimr," Afina gives her two solitary titles. "If I had to make one up for myself I'd want to refer to my uniquely prismatic state, though I could ask Baleruk to bestow one on me."

[Yuthirin]

'We were favored students of Renbuu, once upon a time. Not sure if it still applies. Can't think of anything else that wouldn't be...indulgent.'

[Anastasia]

"Those will do," Morniel says.

Ready to move along now, y'all?

[Corwin]

Yes, let's.

[Ebiris]

Sure

[Yuthirin]

Yep

[Anastasia]

Quick run down of the full party so I have it all straight?

[Corwin]

Afina, Antenora, Calleigh+Tryll, Jaela, Mirajane, Morniel.

We'll be linked with interplanar telepathic bond together and with Vul'lath, in case he has interesting insights into the gith and to keep in touch with Aurora.

[Anastasia]

Done.

Shir'kandor is a slab of land that floats in the Astral Plane. It several acres big, forested land surrounding a large country manor. As you approach, a detachment of githyanki troops approach with a white flag of truce.

"Aurora," they call, "We come on command of the Queen of the Gith."

[Ebiris]

Afina is wearing her white and silver ensemble with a feathered white capelet over her shoulders, the colourless yet avant garde cut of her outfit able to pick up and highlight the odd refractions of prismatic colour the flash from her skin and hair as she moves. She flies along to Jaela's left and a little behind, allowing her to take the lead on things. She's just here for security after all.

[Corwin]

"I'm Jaela of Aurora," she introduces herself at that. "You already know Morniel, but this is the rest of our delegation. Afina, Antenora, Calleigh, Tryll and my daughter Mirajane. I believe we are expected?"

Jaela has come wearing voluminous red robes held together with a golden sash, her hair gathered into a raised ponytail with the band that usually covers one of her eyes on a mission. Her gauntlets have morphed to fit her chosen dress, which was tailored to allow for proper mobility and with openings for her wings, and a bit of apparent vanity is responsible for how she bends the light around her to make clothing and hair alike to sparkle.

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh is wearing a bright pink and purple dress in popular Brightwater style. Tryll is Tryll, and thusly both invisible and naked.

Calleigh waves cheerfully at the gith. "Hiiiiii!"

[Anastasia]

"You are," The gith who receives you is clad in full armor and helmet, only his eyes visible. "Follow us. Do not wander, the grounds are magically protected. Speak up if you need to stop or if there's a problem."

[Corwin]

"Are we the first to arrive?" Jaela asks, stepping assuredly after them.

[Anastasia]

"No, the Duke and his contingent arrived a half hour ago," The gith says, "There will be two hours to freshen up and prepare before we begin."