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[Ebiris]

"I think a small bolt of lightning might suffice for that," Alicia says drily. "Just to keep her on her toes."

[Anastasia]

"I prefer an apple falling from the sky onto her foot," Syala says, "That gets the message across, too."

It is then you feel a rather remarkable visitor enter your realm - the dragon Kecasandarenala, the icy wyrm appearing atop a sharp, high and snowy peak above one of the myriad new islands in Sylica's oceans.

[Ebiris]

"Ah, and we have a visitor from Io's maze," Alicia says. Didn't he say he'd want a snowy peak surrounded by sand? Though he mentioned wastes rather than a nice beach. She keeps a divine eye on him but doesn't go to intercept him or anything. He can visit and explore Sylica like any other is welcome to. "Kecasandarenala, the dragon that silver and white dragons aspire to be like."

[Anastasia]

"Well, finally," Syala says, "I suppose the Cauldron would be too warm for him. Do you think he'll stay?"

[Ebiris]

"I'm not sure. He seemed nice so I don't know that there'd be a culture clash, but Sylica might be too temperate for him?" Alicia muses.

[Anastasia]

"Maybe," Syala hmmms, "We could use some snowlands, I've been considering it. A high plateau somewhere or similar geography, or a snowy forest." She sits back and taps her fingers, "I don't want us to be seen as catering to that dragon that much, but from what you've said, he'd be worth getting as an ally."

"He was powerful," Antenora agrees, "Assuming his morals are not blackened, there would be merit to doing so, no matter how it appears. With war looming, we would be foolish to neglect this opportunity."

[Ebiris]

"There's some snow on the mountaintop he plane shifted in at," Alicia points out. "I'm not fond of giving visitors to Sylica the hard sell on joining up with us, though. Let him have a look and see if we're to his liking. We can still be friends or allies even if he doesn't stay."

[Anastasia]

Syala doesn't argue it, while Antenora says, "That's a question: In the quest for souls to us, how hard is too hard, Alicia?"

[Ebiris]

"Hard enough for us to appear desperate or oppressive," Alicia answers. "Hard enough to drive people away rather than pull them closer."

[Anastasia]

"Yes, but how hard is that," Antenora asks back, "Is there a standard for that, a rule, some guiding principle which can be reliably followed?"

[Ebiris]

Antenora isn't embodying the best stereotype of her ethos right now. "Like all things social it can't be broken down to hard and fast rules that apply equally in every case. But in this case, with a dragon who so far has only teleported in to stand on a mountain and admire the view? Immediately approaching him before he has a chance to meet anyone or do anything is too much. Let him look around, perhaps make friends with some of the locals. If he looks to be making a lair or approaches us directly then we can talk."

[Anastasia]

Whatever her opinion, Antenora seems content to let that go and...

Got an immediate next move?

[Ebiris]

Nothing pro-active right now. Marie's doing her investigating, we're prepping our forces for Daun/Efreet.

[Anastasia]

Gimme a d100.

[Ebiris]

[18:16] <@Ebiris> roll 1d100
[18:17] <Penuche> Ebiris invokes Penuche's magic: < 24 > [d100=24]