Boots on the ground (Moore)

[Anastasia]

"I don't need to be a prophetess to tell that, but it helps," Balyss murmurs, "Destiny's moving, I can feel it. We're not done yet."

[Nephrite]

"Yeah, I think we'd all be surprised if Taelfagn didn't show up." Moore says. "But this is the sort of thing I was sent here for."

[Anastasia]

"We have to stop him. All of Lifasa's counting on us," Balyss says, as many of the other healers sit down and rest. "An entire world's depending on us. How did helping a candy store turn into this?" she murmurs, resting her head in her hand.

[Nephrite]

Moore blinks, then laughs a little. "Is that what you were doing before joining? It's funny, I just sort of... I don't know, It's hard for me to think of people outside... before Aurora, I mean."

[Anastasia]

It was the flames of the forge. Does a sword remember the fires that forged it?

"I was a priestess of Selune in a city known as Balmuria. One of the Lunatics, an order that serves Selune. I ended up getting tangled in with a candy shop that branched into problem solving. It's where I met Sylvie and Simmer, as well as when things really started to get crazy." Balyss smiles, tiredly and fondly at once. "I sort of fell into it and it was Selune's will to help them. Then more and more happened, and one day I fell into all of this, trained and ready to handle it from all my adventures there."

[Nephrite]

Moore seems like he's not listening for just a moment, before he nods. "That sounds like it'd be a lot of fun, if nothing else. Do you still have a sweet tooth?" He asks with a small grin.

[Anastasia]

"A little, mostly for fruit," Balyss admits, "I have to take better care of myself. Even with magic, a strong body is built from what you put into it."

[Nephrite]

"Dried fruit tends to have a lot more sweetness, I've found." Moore says with a glance around. "Hm... I suppose there's not much to do but to keep everyone's spirits up."

[Anastasia]

"Yeah. Why don't you perform for us?" Balyss offers, "We could use a distraction."

[Nephrite]

"I can manage that." He says with a nod and gets his harp out!

What follows is a most wonderful relaxing tune, one that you'd probably hear while watching rain fall on a cold fall morning -- the type that you bundle up for and drink something warm, or have a hearty stew.

He's going to take 10 for 80 on this, because he absolutely can.

[Anastasia]

You play for a time, the mood growing quieter as everyone rests. In due time you get a message from Tepen, "Moore, would you report to the meeting room?"

[Nephrite]

Moore finishes up and then gives everyone a bow. "If you'll all excuse me... and you," He turns to Balyss. "You keep resting." He makes a motherly wagging finger motion at her before he flies off to the meeting room!

[Anastasia]

OW! Something bounces off the back of your head as you go towards the portal.

[Nephrite]

Ow indeed!

Moore turns to look at what it is!

[Anastasia]

Balyss smiles innocently as a wad of paper lies on the floor. "Get gong, mother," she rolls her eyes.