Surraruthru and spellhoarding (Surraruthru)

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru blinks.

"Ah, of course. I was just talking theory, though the more I think of it, the more I want to develop the spell regardless, but yes. I would like to make this room carved out of precious stones. Perhaps a small waterfall in the back? Some fertile soil, as well. A garden for rare herbs or plants to freshen the air. A stone that can simulate sunlight for them and make light for visitors. Kascha seems to have all but moved in, apparently."

[Anastasia]

That gets Kascha to blush and turn, ioun stones whirling around her head.

> roll 1d20+8
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 20 > [d20=12]

Kascha turns on a time and manages, "W-well, it's not like that! You're supposed to look after me, but I feel like more looking after y-you!" She bursts into a bright red blush, deepening as she talks.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru raises an eyebrow.

"I feel quite differently. While I'm looking after you, I am not your parent nor are you a child. You are free to do as you will, I will simply be with you to prevent you from dying. The phoenix incident aside, I feel I've done well at that. Though the generals' decision on deployment options do get in the way of that at times."

[Anastasia]

Still blushing, "I-it just sounds wrong when you say it like that! Like we're a couple!" Kascha wrings her hands together.

Elena's smiling by the end of it, "Well, that's why Mystra made shape changing magic?"

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru slowly turns to stare at Elena before his form twists and shifts, becoming the 'brother' of Lady Amaryl once again.

"Perhaps. I wouldn't put it past Seira and Lady Amaryl to engineer such a prank to become more than their entertainment."

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+8
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 27 > [d20=19]

Kascha startles, quickly keeps her balance and says, "Don't say things like that!" She beats a quick retreat, hurrying out of the room.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru chuckles at that.

"Who's treat who like a kid now, hm? Anyway, Elena, what can we do to modify this room? Is there something you need me to do to help?"

[Anastasia]

"Well, we have some control over it," Elena says, "But it's somewhat limited. Sir Medi made things for a fortress rather than getting into customization."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Hm. Do you need me to research into it, or would should I just acquire the material, move it in, and manipulate it as I wish? Such would not impact the structure itself."

[Anastasia]

"Do the research first," Elena says, "We'll figure it out once you get that far."

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru nods.

"I'll let you know once I have. Thank you."

With that, Surraruthru heads out to the library but decides to stop and spend time with the hydras first.

[Anastasia]

As you step out of your room, you find 27 blocking the way. He sits and looks up at you, a single white feather held in his mouth.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru squeezes his eyes shut as if in great pain and deeply sighs; the sigh of a weary, put-upon soul who knows more pain is sure to come.

"Yes, what is it? Who's feather is this, and what path is it supposed to lead me to?"

[Anastasia]

"Hanna's," 27 puts it on the floor before you, "You need her luck. They're coming for you now."

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru raises an eye-ridge at that.

"They? Devils or others?"

Surraruthru reaches over and takes the feather, tucking it into his shirt, under the edge of one of his scales.