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Started by Anastasia, July 22, 2019, 10:13:11 PM

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Anastasia

"It is someone radiant. I would think Xerona," Old Lymosh says, as you can see the river ahead. Almost back now. "But she serves Chronias, so there may be little difference."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"That's too bad. Maybe I'll still write a letter." Moore says. "That at least would arrive eventually."

A smile and a nod.

"Thank you again for sharing your wisdom. I hope I can return the favor somehow, someday."

Anastasia

THus you come to a stop, Old Lymosh turning away and walking away. Once he's gone, Cresiel simply asks, "Did you accomplish your goals?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"You asked that last time. Is there some significance to the question that I'm missing?" He asks. "If I say no, do I keep walking?"

Anastasia

"Nothing but my own curiosity," Cresiel admits, shaking his head.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore offers a smile. "I did. Would you care to come to Dweomerheart with me?"

Anastasia

A simple nod is your answer to that.

Okay, goal at Dweomerheart?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

I assume Dweomerheart has embassies of some nature -- if so, let's go to Celestia's and explain what we're looking for. I think in this case we're working on Official Mount Celestia business.

Anastasia

You've been here before, I believe?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

I don't remember if we went to the embassy. I think we were just pointed to someone last time...

Erran Valin and his tower.

Anastasia

Thank you.

Give me a Diplo check for GI with a +10 bonus.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite


Anastasia

With aid from the embassy, it's not hard to locate some leads.

Whispers state that Dal Gromos dabbles in the arts of anathemic knowledge. A reclusive dwarf who serves Mystra, he resides in the Heartstone Masoleum, said to be a tomb for sundered and slain magic.

You receive a confidental report that Saluiel may well know the secrets you seek. He is an aid to one of the Stars of Mystra, wrapped in research deep in the great libraries of Mystra.

Finally, hints direct you towards Madaman, a reclusive wizard of unknown origins, who resides deep in the Spellvaults, underground reserves of magical lore said to hold copies of every spell in Creation. Just in case of disaster, an archive of all known magic.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Of those, he decides to start with Saluiel!

There are probably plenty of great libraries here, but with the right information it shouldn't be an impossibility to find him!

Anastasia

The Great Libraries of Mystra are in her palace, though diplomatic credentials and rank get you escorted into there. You go in...and it's endless rows, floors, bookshelves and more. They wind on and on ahead and above and to the sides. The front area is dominated by dozens of mages, celestials and other creatures - food is available, as well as simple beds to rest on. It's bustling and noisy in this part at least on account of it, the smell of food overwhelming the smell of dust and paper and leather.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?