Latha's sunrise (Moore and Tryll; 84 days left)

[Nephrite]

You would also get +4 due to Surge of Hope. It's a good spell!

[Yuthirin]

Tryll[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+21 : 12 + 21, total 33[/blockquote]
Calleigh[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+20 : 1 + 20, total 21[/blockquote]

[Yuthirin]

That seems bad.

[Anastasia]

Oh boy. What's Calleigh's hit points?

[Yuthirin]

190

[Anastasia]

Hours of ritualism passes. Moore works on the ritual as you go through purifications and preparations, hours and hours and hours yet.

At last, when the final moment of it happens?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Tell me why.

[Yuthirin]

How do you want me to answer this, and what specifically are you looking for?

[Anastasia]

Answering IC is fine, and your answer is up to you.

[Yuthirin]

After like thirty different rewrites, here we go. Ultimately, a long and involved answer isn't really needed. It's magic, and can probably judge my worth and intent on its own.

"Because Chaos is important, and we cant just let freedom and joy and fun and art be snuffed out by awful devil stuff!" Calleigh answers, as though it were obvious.

At the same time, Tryll replies, 'Because my destiny is my own, and it's time to choose what to do with it. I am the future of my people and I will define who we are to be. I have chosen to rise, instead of hide.'

[Anastasia]

Backlash.

Pain.

The world swirls around Moore, Tryll and Calleigh.

Reality is put into a blender and voted on by committee, pureed into oddness and oddities. All of you withstand, Calleigh shuddering. Her body rebels, captured by eldritch energies that rip through her. It leaves her slumped and bleeding, dazed and beaten.

150 damage to Calleigh.

In the aftermath of this, the three of you stand in nonsensical reality. Everything is twisting, feeling, touching.

After all, we are not without but within.

To become a paragon is a journey within.

Ahead of you stands a single door, undistorted and untouched.

[Nephrite]

Moore puts a hand on Calleigh to heal her. Although, are they even in the real world anymore...?

Heal spell, should top her off.

"It's your journey." Moore says with a gesture in that direction. ...Whatever direction that is.

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh's eyes point in three different directions. "...owie."

[Yuthirin]

Meanwhile, Tryll reaches out and opens the door with his brain. 'Thank you, Moore.'

[Nephrite]

"I'm a little bit surprised I'm here too, wherever here is..." Moore admits and then shrugs.

[Anastasia]

The door opens. Ahead is water and within Tryll floats. Another Tryll, a perfect physical copy of Tryll. He watches you as the door opens.

'How can I be a paragon when I let my race die and be forgotten?' he asks in your minds.