Ahead lies the great light that...

[Nephrite]

Moore sends his thanks with a pulse of his divine will to the plane itself.

Take 10 on KP for 118 or K:L Arcadia for 100 if that's better. Do I have any idea what Labalyn's Memorial is? I assume it's in Arcadia...

[Anastasia]

You recall a faint, obscure bit of lore. On the first portals to Buxenus, the second layer of Arcadia, it's said that the portals are inscribed with certain names. Labalyn may be one of those, you recall.

[Nephrite]

Assuming nothing is going to stop them from going there, Moore will teleport them there.

[Anastasia]

"Wait," Jetina speaks up, "What happened?"

Kaja looks over, "Did you succeed?"

[Nephrite]

"Of course!" Moore says. "We're going somewhere I think has the answer. Hang on!"

[Anastasia]

To one of those portals?

[Nephrite]

Wherever these portals inscribed with names are.

[Anastasia]

Where ever they are, something's interfering. Then, ancient first portals are usually powerful stuff.

If this was Celestia or Hope's Landing you'd go right through anything like that, but Arcadia is a separate plane.

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. He figured as much. In that case, he'll have to get some divine assistance, since he probably can't get there without their help.

Is there any deity that oversees Arcadia any more than anyone in particular?

[Anastasia]

House of the Triad has the most influence here: Helm, Tyr and Ilmater.

[Nephrite]

Okay.

Ilmater, hello. This is Moore of Celestia. May I please come and speak with you?

[Anastasia]

There is no verbal reply, but a simple sense of acceptance and welcoming instead.

[Nephrite]

Moore will take them to wherever it is that Ilmater deems is appropriate to send them!

[Anastasia]

It is a dusty road, windswept and empty. Yet on Ilmater walks, stumbling along. His hands are gnarled, his back broken as he stumbles along. He walks hunched over, arms dangling. He is bald and wears naught but a simple loincloth, he on he walks. As he does burns blister his left leg while his arm snaps audibly.

"Moore," Ilmater greets, "Welcome."

[Nephrite]

"Lord Illmater." Moore greets him as he walks along. "Thank you again for all you did for me when I was cursed. I hope I can repay you for that at some point."