Pre game current events (Seira)

[Anastasia]

"I'm back!"

Donald's voice is cheery as he strolls on in. He's in full armor and gear, though cleaned up. He's sans is sword and shield, but otherwise prepared. Your study is a quiet place of work, contrasting with Donald's call.

"Got a report on what's going on everywhere, just like you wanted." He taps the side of his head, "All up here." He goes and takes a seat, kicking back a bit. "Where did you want to begin?"

[Corwin]

"Let's start with my old pal," Seira muses, moving from behind her desk to a comfortable armchair opposite Donald's while a minute exertion of her will summons a drink for the two of them. "Any movements from Zquuj or his patron to reposition themselves in the aftermath?"

[Anastasia]

"No sign of it," Donald puts his feet up on the table, taking his drink and having a long gulp. "Ah." He pauses to take off his helmet, putting it aside before going on. "Who knows with Pale Night involved, but I heard he's been focusing on internal issues, keeping the demons in his thrall in line. No sign of them pouncing on Avernus again. Didn't visit myself, but I got solid information on it. Got a demon selling good information on the side there."

[Corwin]

"Sensible, if unfortunate." She grins at him, asking, "What sort of lies was the demon peddling?"

[Anastasia]

"The usual," Donald shrugs ab it in his armor, the faint clink of metal moving heard. "Evil will win, you smell bad, your wife loves someone else. You know. Demon shit." Donald smiles over his drink, "I tuned it out, it's never important. Speaking of the Abyss, I heard Orcus is awake and causing trouble right now. He's throwing in more effort than usual to his skirmishes with Demogorgon."

[Corwin]

"Any reason?"

[Anastasia]

"Dunno," Donald finishes his drink in a gulp and puts the empty glass aside. "Last time I walked up to a demon lord and asked them why they're doing something, it didn't work out well. Say, Amaryl's busy? I thought she'd be here for this."

[Corwin]

"Arranging a visit to Seldarine," Seira responds. "I was hoping to get Hanali's help with something even before the recent gossip reached us. But if it's important enough to have her over, you know Amaryl's always just a thought away."

[Anastasia]

"Nah, no need to interrupt her poetry time," Donald smiles, "Hell's going crazy now. I dropped in, it's what you'd expect, something out a necromancer's wet dreams. No more fireballs in the sky, though. Lixer has things under control, I heard anyone who isn't in favor of the new regime vanishes or relocates. Acheron's getting a lot more devil outcasts, too. Refill?" He grabs his glass and presents it to you.

[Corwin]

Seira gives him a look, the look that says 'surely all the magic I have taught you allows you to show off yourself and handle this part' and volumes besides, but still refills the glass. Drinking from her own, she muses, "Glasya must be pissed. Hey, any chance we could look into Zariel before Lixer solidifies his control?"

[Anastasia]

"Yeah, we could," Donald says, "You're calling the shots there, not me." He drinks deeply, "Managed to find Renbuu on Limbo, heard he was sticking around a hunk of Limbo doing art. The best part is what he's making colorful - a greater shadow. Bet you it's one of Shar's and he caught it trying to get up to no good. Last I saw it, it was a lovely puce and green color."

If Donald notices your look, he shows no signs of it.

[Corwin]

"That's nasty," Seira says with a grimace, needing a bigger drink afterwards. "Still, Limbo! Any chance you found a good maid candidate? That's one position we've been trying to fill for decades!"

[Anastasia]

"Yep."

Donald waits a beat for you to react and after, "You'll need to look into yourself. Look for Vayley, an unusual white slaad. Got pretty good info that he's good for that and interested." Finishing his second drink off, "Dropped by Mechanus afterwards, the gears are still going. Two things. First, I saw Jessica there, standing in a long line. Wanted no part of that, didn't say hi. Second, I heard something about Chronias being brighter. So I headed to Celestia after that and yeah, it's brighter. Shining like the sun high up, all the natives are stirred up about it. No one seems to have a clue why."

[Corwin]

Seira files the crucial information away, before shrugging. "Mechanus is always weird like that. Let's ask through Helm's people. Celestia, though? Weird. Any noticeable changes on the lower reaches of the mountain?"

[Anastasia]

"Yeah, I could see the light of Chronias from when I was at Lunia," Donald says, "All the archons and angels there are in a state of religious ecstasy." Tapping a gauntlet clad finger against his lips thoughtfully, "You'd think they'd tell everyone with all that organization they have, but I guess the message isn't trickling down."