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[Anastasia]

I know, ask him about it. It's not just a seeming contradiction.

"Cone of cold," he answers, "It freezes things so well, like a harsh wind high in the sky." You're flying towards the tower in the meantime up and up towards the roof there.

[Nephrite]

Okay, so it's not user error this time!!

"That is a good one." Moore agrees. "I need to add a few more offensive spells to my own repertoire. Say, you introduced yourself originally as Prosperity, but your real name is Aerwing?" Moore asks.

[Anastasia]

"Prosperity is a title," The winds do not interfere at all as you fly in, staying unnaturally quiet. "It is given to those who prosper."

[Nephrite]

"So would Prosperity Aerwing be the polite way to refer to you?" Moore asks as they fly along.

[Anastasia]

"One or the other...but you can use both if you want," he says. The roof is smooth stone, large and with plenty of space to land. As he swoops in, several pegasi tied up here, drinking from troughs of water, "I'll get you right on in, Duke Moore."

[Nephrite]

"Thank you very much." Moore says. "You can just call me Moore, if you'd like. I try and not get too tied up with titles if I can help it."

[Anastasia]

"That will do." As you land, another voice sounds. A man's voice, rather average and unremarkable. He appears next to Prosperity, clad in flowing red robes and hood, an iron mask over his face, painted white with red swirls across the cheeks, side and forehead.

"Before anything else? Duke Moore, is this an official diplomatic effort from Mount Celestia?"

[Nephrite]

Moore blinks and rubs his chin for a moment.

"I... hmm." He considers, again as he looks upward at the sky. "I have been given authority to speak on behalf of Mount Celestia. You can consider this an official diplomatic effort from there, yes." He nods afterwards, seemingly satisfied with that answer. "To add, they did not send me to find you, the reason for being here is my own."

[Anastasia]

The man holds out a glove covered hand, "Come with me, then," he says. "Take my hand."

[Nephrite]

Moore gives a not to Prosperity before he takes the man's hand!

Hopefully it isn't just a fancy way of asking him to leave.

[Anastasia]

In an instant you are elsewhere.

A hallway of portraits, showing wizards of all shapes and sizes. You can tell they are wizards by the fact that each name is followed by a noting of a circle beneath it, such as second circle, tenth circle and so on and so forth. It stretches far and longer, longer than you can see in either direction. The robed man begins to walk, "Speak then," he says, "Explain."

[Nephrite]

"Ah... the short version." Moore says as he clears his throat. "I found myself here some time ago on accident. The master of this place helped me get back to where I needed to be. Since then, a lot has happened and I've found myself in a position to search for allies against Shar." He says. "I believe Makim, if that's the correct name, would be a strong ally against her forces."

He clears his throat afterwards as he flies along. "That's the short-short version. I'm happy to go into longer specifics if you'd like to hear them, I don't want to bore you, though."

[Anastasia]

"If you wish to meet Makim," The man replies, "You will have to be found worthy. Tell me, why are you worthy?"

[Nephrite]

"Because my words and actions are always true to my beliefs." Moore says. "I've endured hardships that would shatter the souls of normal people and have come from them stronger -- and yet still humble of my knowledge." He adds.

He takes a breath at this. "I'm worthy because I make myself worthy. Because I make others worthy. I wouldn't have attained the heights of where I am if I wasn't."

[Anastasia]

Diplo, +5 bonus. You said something in there that connected.