Seira's morning glow

[Corwin]

"That's a bit of a catch," Seira notes. "If they're to be reputable, I can't use any of my own as they would be tied back to me in an instant. And someone else is sponsoring the rest already...."

[Anastasia]

"That is the tricky part," Zaaman Rul considers, fingers drumming, little flames dancing from the contact yet not burning the chair. "A neutral force or deity who could be discretely talked into it may be best, but also challenging to manage. Someone who you don't have many ties to, nor does Aurora."

[Corwin]

"...I know just who to talk to."

[Anastasia]

"Oh?" Zaaman Rul asks, leaning forward again, "Who is it?"+

[Corwin]

"Prepare to be pleasantly surprised!" Seira tells him cheerfully, before asking, "So this is all the prep we can make at present, right? Unless you're busy, want to go to Magma and form All-Elementals with me? I'm pretty sure I've got the technique down pat."

[Anastasia]

"Another time," Zaaman Rul's voice is tinged with regret, "I prepare for a possible offensive against the efreet, should this require it."

[Corwin]

"Another time it is," Seira agrees. "Don't be a stranger, alright? Stop by the Cauldron when your duties allow for it."

[Anastasia]

Okay, you clearly have someone in mind, so what's your next move on this?

[Corwin]

I want to collect Elle and Donald and to go to Magma to try and make another All-Elemental. Also, to chat with them!

If at all possible, I would like to ask Amaryl to talk to Lathander about the possibility of a quest swap. If he has any mortal heroes that could be asked to go bust up the slave trade on Fire, perhaps there's something a few of our heroes could do for his goals in return?

[Anastasia]

Sure. Gimme a quick d100 while I prep something for that super quick.

[Corwin]

20:26 <Lucille> roll 1d100
20:26 <•Penuche> Lucille invokes Penuche's magic: < 19 > [d100=19]

[Anastasia]

You find Elle and Donald practicing, sword on sword. Mostly Donald showing Elle how to parry better, lecturing as he does. "What you want to do is anticipate. You really only get the sense of it from experience, learning to instinctively read your enemy and move to parry. Most serious opponents are so fast you can't react once you realize what they're doing. You have less leeway with a sword than a shield, but you can still block with it."

The two of them are in light practice armor atop a quiet terrace, only a few earth and air elementals about, seeing to this or that.

[Corwin]

"Swordplay! Then I came just in time," Seira exclaims with a grin. "Elle, how would you like to be my proxy? I'm thinking my ability to speed up magic at will is going to be quite popular with you. Or my ability to make things explode over a great stretch of terrain, but you might need to train yourself up for that one a bit, first."

[Anastasia]

Elle pauses at this and lowers her practice sword, wooden tip pointing down. "That's quite the hon-OW!"

Donald steps in and strikes, a deft strike to her ribs that makes Elle grimace. "DONALD!"

Without much of a smile, "I told you not to lower your guard in practice, dear. Better now than with live steel and a hostile enemy." He exhales, "Hi Seira, that would be great for her."

[Corwin]

"Lowering the guard is one thing, but you did ruin the moment somewhat," Seira notes, smiling sweetly at him. Her gaze falls upon Elle, then, and then the powers of a proxy are bestowed upon her oldest friend!