Onwards

[Corwin]

Likewise. I'll take care of that, Seira responds to Moore.

[Nephrite]

'Thank you.' He sends back. To Xandra he nods.

"She'll be bringing it. So, I have a question for you." Moore says.

He gestures for her to follow him back to his room.

Once there he shuts the door.

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"Do you see in your future you becoming One?" He asks.

[Anastasia]

What?

"I don't know." Xandra admits that openly, "I have no desire for that power, but....circumstances will be what they will be, and my path up the mountain may take me there. If it is needed, I will do it."

[Nephrite]

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"Do you want to?" He asks. "I want to find out what everyone here thinks about the idea eventually, after I do it. It's... a heavy responsibility, but... I feel like you'd be a natural at it, for whatever reason."

[Anastasia]

"I have no yearning for it. Nor will I shirk from it. I will do my duty." Xandra softens that with a smile, "I will do what is needed and what I feel I must do. A journey up the mountain is seldom as expected."

[Nephrite]

"I don't expect we'll get much push from Him." Moore says. "I think it'll be up to each individual to decide what to do. In any event... I think knowing what I know about the Words will help. ...When I used them before, at Foggard..."

He clears his throat. "I'd rather not... risk it again, but it seemed like they were able to be used to create effects similar to that of magic. Is that something you can tell me about?"

[Anastasia]

"I can," Xandra says, "Before that, tell me precisely what you tried to do."

[Nephrite]

He takes in another breath. "There was an... oppressive silence. It was like we were all being stripped of our power to talk, like we were being..."

Here he frowns and looks off to the side for a moment. He takes a breath in, as if savoring it.

"Like we were being choked. So I wanted to try and allow everyone to be able to breathe -- to be able to talk." He explains.

[Anastasia]

"I see. What happened when you did, from your point of view?" Xandra then asks, going to sit in the meantime.

[Nephrite]

"Um... all that was lost from the sheer pain I felt. I... felt an extremely... I felt a force I've never felt before come from me, and then a world of pain afterwards." He says.

[Anastasia]

"Anything else? Any sense of disassociation or mental dissonance?" Xandra asks. "Nothing like that  at all?"

[Nephrite]

"No. Bleeding, I think... from my ears, maybe? But other than that, no." He says.

[Anastasia]

"That's good. In theory, you can create anything with the Words of Creation. Material is not the only thing...I'm told it's rather like combat in the Far Realm. You may wish to confer with those who have been there, or have you been there yourself?" Is the answer you get.

[Nephrite]

"I haven't. I was going to talk to Antenora about it before I went there." He says. "Actually, while we were... together, she did mention she wanted to talk to me about the Words of Creation as well, so I imagine it'll be a similar conversation. I..."

He makes a face for a moment. "I... hm. If I'm going to experiment with what I can do with them, I think doing it in Lifasa is the best idea. When I'm there, I'm bolstered by the land itself, so I may be able to push myself further than I can normally."

[Anastasia]

"That would be wise," Xandra agrees. She steeples her hands together as she sits, then points at you with both pointers, "However, doing so can range from devastating to suicidal. You are creating from yourself, it is not an easy or a safe tactic, as you've grown to understand."