Establishment

[Anastasia]

"Tryll!" The voice of Renbuu booms throughout the gallery, "Good sir, answer me this: Orange arsenal rides the three headed salad! Show me art!"

[Yuthirin]

'Was that a question or a demand?' Tryll asks abidingly.

[Anastasia]

"BOTH!" Renbuu's voice echos, "Answer me!"

[Yuthirin]

'My response is thusly: sausage biscuits with royal purple taffeta. We turned a bland and boring sword into a multifaceted bust!'

[Anastasia]

"Brilliant!" Renbuu's voice booms, "Tell me of the subtle artistry of the sausages and the delicate curves of the biscuits! Now the sword must be eaten, as is only proper!"

[Yuthirin]

'Aha! The sword has already been consumed! It was then re-purposed into a bust!'

[Anastasia]

"Well said!" Renbuu declares, "Well said!"

[Yuthirin]

'Also, sausages fried with deep violet ties, fabric as crisp as casing's skin. Wrapped in a flaky biscuit and baked to perfection.'

[Anastasia]

"I agree!" Renbuu's voice booms again, "Tell me what brought you back here, Tryll!"

[Yuthirin]

'We were hoping to ask if you'd heard anything about a psychic grimoire somewhere here in Limbo. Apparently, someone made off with it and came here. I desire it. I've never heard of such a thing. I must see it for myself!'

[Anastasia]

"Oh, that thing. It's right now in the Floating Plateau," Renbuu says, "It's boring, hardly worth any time at all."

[Yuthirin]

'Oh? Why do you say?'

[Anastasia]

"It bores me. Go see yourself." Before you a whirling portal appears.

"Well finally,"D ana mutters, rolling her neck. "Thanks!"

[Yuthirin]

"Thanks, Great Teacher Renbuu!" Calleigh shouts, flying through the portal with the others.

[Anastasia]

Fire. You are surrounded by fire, only to part as you pass through the portal. Ahead in Limbo is a mountain, a vast thing looming high amid the raw chaos-stuff. Yet atop it is thins out to a tiny, tiny strand of rock, before expanding and flattening back out into a plateau, atop of which looks to be a thick, sprawling jungle of some kind.