Knowledge shall lead the...

[Corwin]

With a nod, Seira makes her way to the war room and opens the book there.

[Anastasia]

Sure enough, another page opens up and is taken up by an image of it.

[Corwin]

Seira takes a closer look!

[Anastasia]

You do and woosh. A moment later you see yourself, Amaryl and Elle there. All three of you look exhausted, tired, worn. From the looks of it you appear to be locked in an argument.

Donald takes one look and says, "Huh, must be a war that went bad," he says, "None of them look like it's going well."

[Corwin]

Seira listens in on her arguing with the others, which is not as strange for her as one might think given all the avatars running around.

[Anastasia]

Thus the pictures move and voices come from them.

"The gith still aren't negotiating, whatever Vlaakith was given was enough." Elle says, sounding exhausted. The picture shows her resting her head in her hands.

"Anything from the others?" Amaryl says, voice tense. "Anyone?"

"Nothing can get through what was done," Elle goes on, as she buries her face into her hands. "The next attack will be the last one."

You see yourself close your eyes tight for a few moments before, "There's still a way. I have a plan, just believe in me."

[Corwin]

"I bet it's Arondaaq."

[Anastasia]

"...that might end up with everyone dead," Donald agrees at last. "Maybe we managed a mutual destruction?"

[Corwin]

"I suppose," Seira muses. "Thing is, we have the most important resource that's not being shown here. Not just our friendships along the heavens or our alliance with Celestia specifically. Our closest friends will have stood with us, so that's why this could have never passed. Where is Alicia? What about Waukeen? Even Demedais and Oberuth would have stood with us had things been that grim."

[Anastasia]

"Something must have happened," Donald says at last, as you distantly hear Xera's childish laughter. "Or it's another end to the story, ready to go back and do it all over again?"

[Corwin]

Wondering whether she'll see a confirmation of her alternate self's plans, Seira lingers a bit in this scene!

[Anastasia]

The picture has frozen at that, no further progress from this time.

[Corwin]

"The next spot should be on the main balcony," Seira muses, heading there with Donald. She like to entertain close friends there, so it could be interesting.

[Anastasia]

Thus you go there without problem and without complaint.  Donald looks about and waits for you to open the book.

[Corwin]

Seira opens it, focusing her mind on Antenora.