A Return

[Corwin]

Seira nods again, and this nod is in approval of how you can't be too careful, even where they are.

"Sentient and sapient, I take it?" she muses. "Nothing to force compliance or servitude, of course, since we can't make any slaves. A conscience and the understanding of righteousness? And we do have the means to destroy the weapon if it Falls, like pretty much anything Good in Creation is capable of?"

[Anastasia]

"It's not intelligent," Hanali says, "Hmmm, tempting, but no. It's a weapon, not a being."

[Corwin]

"Not by design, then. But it might get there due to the situation," Seira posits. "Still, given all elven deities live in a heaven, wouldn't it make sense to make Good a part of it?"

Other than that, she doesn't really have any comments. By keeping things simple the Seldarine have already limited the vast majority of accidents waiting to happen in such situations, after all.

"Just one more question. Can it be stolen and used against us? Or against, say, Celestia?"

[Anastasia]

"It should not be, hence why we're keeping it secret," Hanali says, "It's a trump to overcome. So keep it quiet, Seira." She bats her eyelashes at you at that, smiling, "Please?"

[Corwin]

"Just Amaryl and I, no one else," Seira affirms. "It won't go further, not even if you annoy Amaryl with your flirting~"

[Anastasia]

An airy giggle at that, "Oh, she'll live. Besides, maybe I'll flirt with both of you," she says, then slowly parts and slips away.

[Corwin]

"Don't be a stranger~" Seira calls after her. "Stop by more often, Hanali!"

She finishes her drink, then, and replaces it with a fresh one before seeking out Amaryl.

[Anastasia]

Roll 1d100.

[Corwin]

22:59 <Lucille> roll 1d100
22:59 <Rei-chan> Lucille rolled : 1d100 --> [ 1d100=81 ]{81}

[Anastasia]

As you go, Hanali pauses, "Mmmm," she says, pondering something obviously, making a show of thinking, bowing her head.

[Corwin]

"Yeeees?" Seira drawls, snagging another drink that she brings over to Hanali. "Miss me already? I couldn't ignore such an obvious cry for attention from a friend~"

[Anastasia]

"Oh, just thinking of how cute you are when you're proud," she purrs, reaching out to pat your head. "Shoo shoo now, Amaryl's waiting for you."

[Corwin]

Blowing Hanali a kiss, Seira practically skips over to Amaryl!

[Anastasia]

Amid all of the festivities is a table. Here three sit. The first is Amaryl, drinking deeply from a glass of fruit wine, as bards gently fill the air with unearthly, beautiful music. The second is the Three-As-One, the Triune Goddess. Clad in armor and with her spear nearby, she sits at the Elf-Father's side, who pauses what he is saying as you draw close. "Welcome, friend of the forest and sister of the forest." Corellon Larethian greets you.

[Corwin]

"I'm honored to be greeted such by the Preserver of Life," Seira responds demurely, curtsying, while her drink drifts in the air next to her. "And beyond all, I'm glad that Amaryl and I could share this experience with the Fellowship."