Knowledge shall lead the...

[Corwin]

Getting Imix to turn tail and run, finally cutting loose on the battlefield... regular soldiers would know better than facing her on the field of battle in the future. Afterwards, political battles against Fire and Earth, convincing Water to finally step in, bringing the Court of the Stars, Arvandor and Lathander's armies to fight alongside Celestia once more....

[Anastasia]

Your mind drifts.

Kascha. Elle. Lady Sanzha. Your friends rise up to meet you, more of them establishing themselves as you grow.

[Corwin]

Donald and Ranbar will join them soon enough. She will make sure of it. And maybe Xera as well? Should Seira direct her towards one of the groups, or just keep her in reserve and assist her in going through the One ritual? Perhaps she could form a team with Zariel and Yemimah that way....

[Anastasia]

Your mind sees it when your name is uttered. A flash.

Oberuth walks, the last rays of sunset illuminating the path to a muddy, plain wooden hut.  Primitive, simple. In his arms he carries a youth of no more than ten wrapped in white cloth, save for his face. He is asleep in Oberuth's arms. The muddy path he walks is flanked by dozens in dirty, crude clothes, to which Oberuth stands out like a knight amid the peasants. They watch him in open fear and awe.

As Oberuth approaches the hut, a man and woman come out. Weathered and tanned, they wear mud stained clothes. The woman has blonde hair and yet the darkness on her face lifts as she begins to cry, shaking as she asks, "H-how? My...my son." She kneels and all the others follow, "Thank you, you heard my prayers! Thank you my lord! I will offer all our goats and sheep to you, all of our spices and all of our silver."

Oberuth lays the child down, face impassive. He lays the sleeping child at his mother's feet before he rises. "I am not a god, do not make offerings to me." He turns away to go, "Your son shouldn't have died. A follower of Shar was behind it, all to sow sorrow in your community. Justice has been done, for tonight that soul screams in torment." A pause for a moment, "There are others to praise. Tyr and Ilmater, Helm and Alicia. Seira, Amaryl, Syala. Wise men will come, ask to learn of them. They will bring with them magic, miracles and advancements. Welcome them with hospitality and in turn they will give you all you need."

Once Oberuth has left them behind, he murmurs quietly, "Shar, I'm coming for you. Count the days." His hand goes to the hilt of Tears, a tight grip on it. "Soon."

[Corwin]

To follow up on Oberuth's promise, and simply because it feels these people need the help, Seira delegates the dispatch of her faithful to Ranbar. Her high priestess will make certain these people receive the aid they need to recover from Shar's plots.

[Anastasia]

The question looms deep amid yourself as you do that: What are you, exactly?

[Corwin]

It hasn't changed since she became One, that event only allowed Seira to be honest with herself about where the border between the present and her desired future passes. Seira is a beacon of hope for all in Creation, seeking to provide those who wish desperately for success against all odds the chance to prevail.

[Anastasia]

Deeds and victories bubble within you.

[Corwin]

Once we got going again, we'll keep on going full steam all the way!

[Anastasia]

Alicia gains glory as you speak, while Moore adjusts to his new station. Many advance or are on the cusp of advancement, as are you.

[Corwin]

If it's the glory I'm thinking of, I'm going to head off on a quest of my own as soon as I arrange things with Xera and Zariel.

[Anastasia]

Be cautious. You have been given much, but do not think he has made provisions for all you need, nor the most important things that you need.

[Corwin]

Not all that I have for that mission came from him, Seira responds. If you have any information or advice, such as trying to bring Torm along, I'm all ears.

[Anastasia]

One of the greatest tricks Hell plays is to make those that stay there want to stay, no matter how horrific it is. Yemimah may not wish to be rescued in part or in whole.

She has come to care for Dispater as a father, and Dispater has come to care for her as well.

[Corwin]

Sometimes people find themselves in abusive relationships through no fault of their own. Helping them and rescuing them is the right choice, as far as I'm concerned. Seira pauses briefly, before adding, I apologize for the tone, but my mind is made up. I'm not interested in being swayed out of this, but rather asking you whether there is any way you would like to assist in order to make my success more likely, even if it means advice about those companions I bring along or any resources I should be securing before leaving.