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Started by Anastasia, September 17, 2018, 10:51:14 AM

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Anastasia

For the moment at least, you have peace and rest.

As you find it often is, your gaze is towards radiant Chronias far above you. You are lost in thoughts of it, lost in contemplating yourself. You sit at your window, your reverie complete and total.

Be strong ahead. You have the gift of hearing me, so know that I seek to undo a self inflicted sorrow in the coming days. Remember justice and remember mercy, for both will be your watchwords.

They will repent.


You are startled from your reverie by the door opening. Grias floats in, "Moore," he calls, bobbing in the air and then looping around to you. "There you are! Sir Romiel is here to visit, I believe it's about the elemental matters and striking against slavery?"

Then floating close and leaning in, as if looking at you without having a face, "Were you napping or...oh, oh, oh."  He bobs up and to the window, "Of course, of course! I should have knocked. Forgive me for disturbing your meditation!" The lantern archon colors a rosy red all over, "I'll just be waiting for you with everyone!" He quickly flees, zipping out of the room.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore blinks a few times.

Is it possible that the voice is...?

Moore shakes his head quickly as Grias comes in -- he nods once and is about to say something before the lantern archon is off!


"Tell him I'm on my way." Moore calls out. He changes his clothes to go meet with Romiel!


Can you also review my loot post question when you have a second? It may be relevant soon.

Anastasia

Posted there. We'll sort that out first.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Anastasia

Romiel is there, along with Cresiel and the others. "Moore," Romiel greets, rising once you enter, "It's good to see you again."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Sir Romiel, I am glad to see you in good health." Moore says, flying over to give him a handshake.

"No more intruders, I hope?" He asks.

Anastasia

Romiel's grip is strong as he smiles slightly, "None. No trouble in your section of paradise?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"None, barring being spied on by an ancient devil and having Shar bother me." Moore says with a huff. "So nothing out of the usual."

Anastasia

Jetina pipes up here, "Yes, but we can handle it."

"We can and we will," Cresiel agrees, "Is all else well, father?"

Romiel returns to his seat, "All is well. Shall we begin in earnest, Moore?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore nods. "Please go ahead."

Anastasia

"We are preparing Operation Summer Blaze," Romiel begins, "We will dispatch seven groups to attack the efreet on Fire. Your group is one of them. The assault is dedicated to the anti slavery efforts, though not all of them will be directly targeted at slaving operations. It is intentional to sow some possible confusion over our total motives to the efreet, though all the targets are ones worthy of being smote."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore nods.

"That sounds fine. How soon were you wanting to start this operation and where exactly will be going?" He asks.

Anastasia

"Soon likely, but we're coordinating it with Seira's forces as we speak," Romiel says, a slight headshake, "You'll have three hours of notice at the absolute least."

"Time to prepare," Cresiel agrees, "Time enough."

"Bah, waiting," Kaja frowns, "Who are the other groups?"

At this Romiel shakes his head, "In the event of treachery or spying, that isn't being shared yet. There's no need, none of your objects should be close enough for your strikes to intersect."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore nods.

"That's fine. Can you at least tell us about the place we'll be going? I'd like to strategize for it if possible. Also, how should we handle it if the efreet call on favors and we have someone unexpectedly powerful show up? I mean, if Seira is going, I imagine that would give Hell cause to throw their own Dukes and more into it, unless you think that's the wrong way they'd go about it?" He asks.

Anastasia

"That is your choice," Romiel says, "Due to your associations with Aurora, where you strike has extra meaning."

"So wait, do we get to chose our target then?" Jetina asks.

Xandra's eyes are closed as she murmurs, "Tell us more, Romiel."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Ah, so it'll probably draw them out." Moore says. "But yes, please do go on."