Crushed Slavers

[Anastasia]

Sure. That your next move then?

[Corwin]

Yes

[Anastasia]

Kascha follows as you meet Xera. She is freshly cleansed from the battle, hair still damp as she smiles. "Mother," she says, "We won!" A warm smile creases her face, "We did rather well, didn't we?"

[Corwin]

"That you did," Seira readily agrees, returning the smile. "With the operation on Fire, and with keeping Kascha safe on her trip. I have to admit I worried a bit that a transition from training might be difficult at first, but you've done quite well! I have only praise for you."

[Anastasia]

"Thank you," Xera says, "It feels good and right to finally take the battle to evil. I can only train so long before it feels as if I'm going nowhere."

[Corwin]

"I have two new missions lined up for you," Seira tells her daughter. "I need a liaison to Aurora to keep up the good fight, there, and I would also like someone competent to accompany Zariel and help her in her quest." Sadly, Seira has no choice but be vague there unless Xera ends up choosing that one. "Of course, you're under no obligation to accept either of them."

[Anastasia]

Xera is silent as she considers that, Kascha tilting her head to the side slowly.

"Which one do you think is best for me, Mother?" Xera asks.

[Corwin]

"The Aurora posting will help you grow as a leader in your own right, and let you hone your magical specialty," Seira responds honestly. "Going with Zariel will help you find your own reasons to fight, and will call upon your spiritual training. The choice of specialization, we can call it, is yours."

[Anastasia]

"Zariel," No hesitation there, not in the slightest. "All the might and magic is meaningless if you don't know why and how to use it. It is a lesson that Pistis Sophia has ensured that I know, mother."

Quietly in the meantime, Kascha comes over and murmurs to you, "Jannel's here, Seira."

[Corwin]

It's the choice Seira would have made, and she smiles at her daughter again. "Then how about you go and see her? She's with Lagann right now," she tells Xera. "Feel free to bring another, if you need it to ensure your safety."

Ready to meet Jannel!

[Anastasia]

Jannel is tall, with black hair and deep blue eyes. He moves with a grace that belies his heavily muscled form. He wears a rich golden tunic and white leggings, a shield on his back but nothing else save for a single sack.

Go ahead and set up how you're receiving him and where, I'll respond to it.

[Corwin]

Seira is waiting for Jannel in a sitting room, small and comfortable and set for three. Like many of her palace's rooms, it has large windows that show the view of the Cauldron's lake of lava and the golden flame burning above in her temple.

"Welcome, Jannel," she greets him, gesturing at one of the open seats.

[Anastasia]

His common has an accent, light and exotic, "Dragon Princess," he greets you, "Lovely Kascha," he seconds, getting Kascha to faintly redden as she takes her own seat. "It's a pleasure to meet you, face to face. Thank you for the honor."

[Corwin]

"I'm happy to do it, and doubly so for those who recognize Kascha's loveliness," Seira assures him, gesturing at the empty cups set before them. "What would you prefer? Tea? Coffee? Juice or, perhaps, some water?"

[Anastasia]

"Tea with milk and mint," He answers, "Of course, Kascha's beauty is obvious," He answers with a wide smile, Kascha reddening even more. "But merely a star to the sun of your beauty."