Miasma (Moore, 86 days left)

[Anastasia]

'Done,' Tepen says, 'Finnegan says that they're in a palace in Air, and Westwind is in some sort of trouble with his fellow djinn.'

[Corwin]

"Can't be helped," Jaela says, suppressing a sigh. "Afina, I'll be counting on your magic to get us in and out."

Then, she calls upon her devotion to the Triune to display Finnegan's current location and surroundings!

Miracle to scry on it with the usual floating image so we can all see it. Divine Insight and Sign precast with swifts beforehand.

[Nephrite]

Moore furrows his brow and takes in a breath. 'If it's because of a result of what happened, then I should be the one to try and smooth things over. It's my responsibility, at any rate.'

If that's the case, then...

He will cast Divine Insight and Greater Improvisation in preparation, in case he needs to go and be a diplomancer.

[Anastasia]

Finnegan sits on a plush chair floating in empty Air, a room of loosely defined blue-white air that's opaque, forming a rom. Westwind is nearby, pacing back and forth.

[Ebiris]

Afina drops her planar bubble and obligingly casts a gate spell to that location, flying directly through it.

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Afina: 329/329
active spells: glaciante's spiteful ward (CL 29 attached to epic mage armour), heroes feast (CL 20), mind blank (CL 17), fortunate fate (CL 15), planar tolerance (CL 7), epic mage armour (CL 27), many moments of prescience (CL 29), greater heroism (CL 25), afina's perfect vision (CL 27), shield (CL 27), death ward (CL 20), sublime revelry (CL 31), good hope (CL 30), control winds (CL 27), interplanar telepathic bond (CL 26), haste (CL 27)
defences: AC 97 (touch 60), spell resistance 42, immunity to fire, water, earth, cold, disease, poison, fear, mind-affecting, critical hits, negative energy, 50% miss chance, freedom of movement
perceptions: blindsight 200, low-light vision, darkvision 60, all-around vision, see invisible/ethereal, spot +70, listen +70
spell slots: 6/9/10/7/7/6/2/8/0/0/1/0/2

[Corwin]

Jaela follows after her!

[Nephrite]

Moore will fly through after them. "I'll talk to them. It's probably something to do with him using his powers to get out of there. So if possible, I want to try and do what I can do."

[Anastasia]

The room's nice in an airy sort of way, fresh air and not a hint of Smoke's miasma. "You made it out," Finnegan looks right at Moore, "Jetina?"

Westwind is pacing back and forth in the meanwhile, hands behind his back.

[Corwin]

"We didn't get to her in time," Jaela tells Finnegan, shaking her head. "I'm sorry." She moves past him, then, lingering only to place her hand on his shoulder before she approaches Westwind.

[Nephrite]

Moore winces at that and takes a breath, as his expression hardens.

"It's nothing for you to apologize for, Jaela. I'm the one who got caught in a trap, we're lucky that you and Afina were able to find us so quickly at all. But there's time for admonishment over all of this later -- what's going on, Prince Westwind? If this is due to my actions, then please let me make things right, if I can." He says with a look over at the pacing one.

[Ebiris]

Afina just lingers in the background. Her presence can be an impediment to delicate elemental matters given she's as much of Earth as of Air, and she doesn't see much point getting caught up in recriminations at the moment. She'll listen to what Westwind's predicament is and they can figure out a solution from there.

[Anastasia]

"Did her soul get away?" Finnegan asks, voice soft and head bowed.

Westwind turns to you, "My friends, I will be glad to help you with this hereafter, assuming I am able and capable, both of which are in serious doubt."

[Corwin]

"I believe so," Jaela responds to Finnegan. "The anchor was dispelled by then, and it wasn't a cursed blade that struck her down but area attacks."

As Westwind speaks, rather cryptically, she asks him, "Are you being kept prisoner here?"

[Nephrite]

"I didn't see any reason to believe anything untoward happened." Moore answers to Finnegan with a sad smile. He turns to Westwind and takes another breath, as if steadying himself. "Can you please explain what's going on? Are you in trouble because of what I asked you to do?"

[Anastasia]

Finnegan nods and settles back down into his chair without comment.

"No, but I abused the power given to me by the Whirlwind Throne," Westwind says, "There are rules, pacts and limits to the wishes we djinn can grant. I violated several of them above and beyond any question." He slumps back, "Terrible! I'll be lucky if I don't spent several centuries demoted to the low nobility or worse!"