Limping return

[Anastasia]

The Child of Jormugandr stops and slowly turns around, coming closer and closer. "You can avoid me and yet you're cursed to be weak?!" It declares, "What manner of hero are you?!"

[Nephrite]

Moore laughs quietly. "I had some help as you'll recall. A comrade of mine is here to help me. It's not so different from you using the frozen lava." He explains.

"My name is Moore. I worked with Aurora before, and Celestia now. Aurora is where I heard about the type of strength your father has, and since so far I've been unsuccessful in getting this curse removed, it made sense to try another way." He explains.

He pauses, then snaps his fingers. " If you really want a fight, if you'll help me find him, once I get this removed I'll fight you until you're content. That's a hero's promise."

[Anastasia]

Give me a second Diplo check, +1 bonus. He's listening and considering big time but torn.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 79 (forgot a booster last time...)

[Anastasia]

"A hero's promise?" The Child of Jormugandr declares, "Get on."

[Nephrite]

Does that mean he wants him to continue on like... keep talking or like... leave.

[Anastasia]

As you hesitate, the Child declares, "Get on! The lava won't freeze either of you. I can carry an archon and a pixie."

[Nephrite]

"Thank you." Moore says as he flies to get on and then calls out. "I'd say no one will believe us, Xandra, but somehow we've seen stranger."

[Anastasia]

Xandra flies on - and sure enough, not a speck of the frozen lava is even remotely chilly to you now. "My thanks," Xandra agrees.

"There's only one thing to do now - make sure you don't fall off," The Child of Jormugandr says, grinning. "If you manage that, I may even tell you my name." Then like a bolt of lightning, he's off. FAST. FAST FAST FAST FAST FAST. Far faster than any of you move running with haste aiding you, a blaze of speed that leaves you hanging on for dear life, the great serpent weaving amid the mountains of ice with unnatural alacrity.

[Nephrite]

"I'll do my best!" Moore promises him!

He indeed, will do his best to keep a hold on!

[Anastasia]

Strength check.

[Nephrite]

That's going to end up being a hilariously negative number for Moore.

Do you really need to know how negative?

[21:42] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+8 Xandra
[21:42] <Penuche2> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 10 > [d20=2]

[Anastasia]

Well, what happens when massive speed hits you and you aren't moving? You usually end up moving with it. You barely have a chance to react before you're off flying, and only a moment later you slam into the side of a wall rather harshly.

> roll 20d6 owwies
<Penuche2> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 64 > [d6=4,1,4,2,4,5,2,4,3,1,3,3,1,5,1,2,5,5,6,3]

[Nephrite]

The temporary HP saves the day again! Brings it to 33 left.

"This is not me at my most graceful." Moore says as he peels himself off yet another wall.

[Anastasia]

Xandra is nearby, the two of you in another tunnel again. Must've missed that with moving far faster than anything should.

Meanwhile the Child does a 180 - how is a mystery, as space doesn't seem to allow it but somehow it does - and approaches back. A big, smug grin is on its face, "I said to hold on, right?"

Shaking her head clear of rock dust and ice fragments, "You did. Intent and reality so often differ, I find."