Finding the wheel

[Anastasia]

Wrong knowledge, K:L with a subtype of one I know you don't have.

[Nephrite]

Ah! Well then, Take 10 for K:L (whatever it is) for 74. :)

[Anastasia]

You recall a vague story once heard somewhere: A Tower Aurin, one of the Tower Societies in a world drowned in great floods. The fact that he has the name Aurin suggests he's royalty or related to royalty, or otherwise honored.

[Nephrite]

"One of the Tower Societies, right?" Moore asks. "Either way, let's see if I can help you. The Mountain deemed we should be here, so I think there's a good possibility we can help."

[Anastasia]

"So you can tell us," Cresiel says solemnly, "If your cause is just, we will aid you."

The tiefling blows out a breath, "Alright, solar. I need to talk to the Authority, but I can't wake him up. Can you?"

[Nephrite]

"If you're not going to explain your situation, then we can't help you." Moore says with a frown. "So why don't you tell us why you need to talk to him? We may have the power to help you in his stead."

[Anastasia]

"My friends are held hostage," Vale replies, exhaling, "The kidnappers want Ragailan or they'll kill them and take their souls, and a seer told me the Authority of Generosity has it." His voice becomes rapid, faster, "I see so many wonderful things on my walk here...it's been such a trip and taken so long and yet...yet..." his voice trails off, "The dragon won't WAKE UP!" Screaming it, "Why won't he wake up!?"

"Dragons can sleep for weeks after a big meal," Kaja points out, "Not all do, but digestion is better done resting and restoring the dragon's reserves of energy."

"You're a dragon crossbreed," Vale says, voice tense, "Can you wake him up? Get him to wake up so I can get what I need?"

[Nephrite]

Moore raises a hand up. "How about this? Take us there. We can rescue your friends." Moore says with a smile.

[Anastasia]

"A solar will suffice, will I not?" Cresiel asks, all six wings flaring out fully.

"It could be a fun distraction." Jetina agrees, "One with a worthy reward."

Vale stares a moment, "What? Why? You'd do that for me, just because I asked?"

[Nephrite]

"You wouldn't have just found yourself in the cave of the Authority of Generosity if your request wasn't worth the merit." Moore says, still smiling. "So let us help you."

[Anastasia]

"All of you...a solar and companions..." Vale hangs his head, going still, "Just like that."

"It's the right thing to do," Cresiel agrees, "That is enough."

[Nephrite]

"Exactly. Do you have the magic to take us to where we need to go? If not, I can do it." Moore says.

[Anastasia]

Vale lowers his head even more, one glimmering tear tainted with red falling. "You, I mean, I mean, this means so much to me. Are you even of the Towers? Do you understand?"

"So noisy..." Talinalinas murmurs at that, yawning loudly. "Mmmm, Moore. Good morning." Sniffing the air, "Xandra as well. From the smell of it Cresiel and Kaja, as well as a tiefling. What was that about Ragailan?""

[Nephrite]

"Sir Talinalinas." Moore greets him.

"Vale Aurin is here to ask for Ragailan to help save some of his friends. We happened to be in the area and have agreed to help him. Since you're awake, though... could you tell me what exactly Ragailan is? I don't intend to give it over to whomever has kidnapped his friends, but I'm curious as to what they'd want with it."

[Anastasia]

From the pile it emerges - a longsword with a plain hilt, save for the red gemstone that serves a a pommel. It is sheathed in gold inlaid leather, "A longsword capable of severing any mortal enchantment, but at the cost of the user's life energies. Powerful, long thought lost and thirsty. It is not evil, but it thirsts to be used, and in being used, it spreads pain and seeks to be used more, no matter who and the cost. I keep it because it is best it does not see the light of day unless there is no other choice."

Slowly Talinalinas rises, "But fear not, young tiefling. I am offended that kidnappers would pressure you and send you here just to get what you want." With a hearty laugh, "How would you like to ride on my back and serve as my eyes while I deal with them?"