One step forward and many to go

[Anastasia]

"Shh!" Amaryl says, eyes closed tight.

> roll 1d20 Amaryl
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20 Amaryl --> [ 1d20=15 ]{15}

Kascha goes silent at that, looking at you in confusion.

[Corwin]

Well then. Nodding slightly at Kascha so that she humors Amaryl's request, Seira tries to see which of her worshippers could have drawn her attention so.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20 Amaryl
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20 Amaryl --> [ 1d20=18 ]{18}

Lucky.

An elf.

An elf kneeling in a grove in Balmuria, the Elven Mission.

Her name is Ales as you hear her speak. "Dragon Princess and Dragon Consort, my boyfriend is in danger now, and I cannot help him. Please watch over him...Amaryl most of all, for I know you understand this."

You can feel Amaryl, yearning towards the prayer, as if metaphysically reaching for it with all her being.

[Corwin]

Here is how, Seira tries to relay to Amaryl without words, without even the comfort of telepathy, merely with the familiarity of their years of marriage. Seira's not so old she's forgotten how that first time connecting to a worshipper's felt, and that experience suits her well now, augmented by Kascha's spell.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20 Amaryl one more check
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20 Amaryl one more check --> [ 1d20=3 ]{3}

Amaryl reaches, hearing faintly, more and more...before it ends and she loses the connection. "Close!" Amaryl hisses out, "I can still feel her voice, almost. So close."

[Corwin]

"We are here," the fiery manifestation that wasn't there a moment ago speaks to the elf. It hovers a foot away from her at eye level, golden and warm yet not dangerous to anything or anyone in the grove. "We are listening, Amaryl and I."

She's decided to be even more hands on that she'd already been, and Seira extends that to Amaryl as well. They have a telepathic bond that's endured for decades, and possess magic that makes the sharing of senses trivial. Her recent experience with connections with her proxy, Donald, and with Kascha just then drive Seira to follow the same link she has to Amaryl and see about turning it on for just the moment she'd need to guide her.

[Anastasia]

"Ah!" The elf gasps softly, a hand to her mouth. "Thank you," she says quickly, "Please make it so that Cormac comes back alive. I've heard what happens when Sharrans attack."

Amaryl's senses are plain to you, focus and awe, need and pressure, presence and will.

[Corwin]

Focus, Seira instructs Amaryl gently. Channel that need into presence and open the link back to bring perception into play.

The flame wavers, while Seira checks up on Cormac and the Sharrans. The link to it weakens, hopefully enough that Amaryl could slide right in through an exertion of her will.

[Anastasia]

A basic divination shows that the battle is over, the Crimson Guard and a pair of Syalans healing up from it.

> roll 1d20 Amaryl one more check
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20 Amaryl one more check --> [ 1d20=7 ]{7}

Amaryl's close, painfully close - but in the end, she's still not quite there and ready. Soon for sure, but that last hurdle is not quite ready to be surmounted.

[Corwin]

"Ease your fears," Seira tells Ales. "Cormac is fine, as are his companions. Nothing a little healing cannot fix, and he's getting the help he needs."

The fire burns itself out, several locks of hair dropping out of it instead of ash. "A little something for when he tries to finish the job. Be well, Ales."

[Anastasia]

"Thank you," Ales says as you return to the Cauldron. Amaryl...

> roll 1d20+8
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20+8 --> [ 1d20=7 ]{15}

Has finished her first cake and Kascha is passing her a second. "So close!" she declares, "Oh Seira, I'm so close!"

[Corwin]

"Well, we can just take a trip to Lifasa earlier than I planned, then? It's got the best symbolic connection I can think of." After all, Amaryl was there for the fight against Bel.

"Kascha, do you mind staying on top of things here in the meanwhile?"

[Anastasia]

"Of course, Seira," Kascha consents, "Go get them," she adds with a smile, getting up, "Oh, do eithe rof you want another cake?"

> roll 1d20+8
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20+8 --> [ 1d20=16 ]{24}

Of course, she does this perfectly, no dropping them all over Amaryl or anything silly like that.

[Corwin]

"Thanks, I'm good," Seira tells her with a grin, offering Amaryl her hand. "Shall we, love?"

This time, there is no need to go through the Cauldron. Seira simply wills Amaryl to depart, arriving at the library her avatar is building through magic and the aid of locals!

[Anastasia]

It's getting late in the session, so lemme do some table setting for tomorrow real quick. What's your plans here on Lifasa?