Rebirth and redemption

[Anastasia]

A hand is offered to you. "That's what it was like for myself as well," Antenora is there and helps you up, as meanwhile Bastian finishes coughing and looks up. "Welcome to our ranks, Alyssa."

"That's a trip I'd rather not take again," he says at last. "Worked, though."

Latha finishes healing Jarem and calls, "You have my congratulations as well."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa hugs everyone, "Thank you so much. Hopefully we won't have to deal with anything like that again. But if we do, I'll be the one on defense for you. I think we could all use some rest and time to wind down."

[Anastasia]

"You could," Antenora says, but with an understanding smile, "But our real duties only begin now."

"They begin tomorrow," Jarem says with firmness, "Let's go home."

"Thanks, Aunties," Emily is all smiles, "I'll let everyone know we succeeded!"

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa, "I'm sure I'll have questions, but for now... It's been a long couple days. I want a bath and a bed, even if I don't really need to sleep anymore."

[Anastasia]

Strange question, but what sort of bathroom/bath set up does Alyssa have for when she bathes? Just like it is a private tub, a bigger set up or even a public baths sort of deal?

[Iron Dragoon]

It would be a private bath, but nothing super fancy. We really haven't discussed design/layout of the tower, but I'd imagine her to have like a large tub sectioned off somewhere. A room would be fine if one is available, but an area with a big tub sectioned off with screens or something would work for her as well.

[Anastasia]

Home.

No resistance. No great happenings. You feel different and yet..your mind needs rest.

When you step into your baths, it is anything but. An elegant, open air bath is not what you expected. The full moon shines bright above as a marble and shining silver inlaid tub big enough for twenty awaits you. It's sunken into the ground and pillars of of stone surround the tub.

At the edge of the tub sits a young woman, clad in a towel and nothing else, wrapped around her body. She is beautiful and with silver hair that blends and flows into the moonlight from above.

It is time that we talk, Alyssa.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa inclines her head in acknowledgement, not only of the talk but her position in regards to the other Goddess, "Yes, it is. Thank you for allowing me to bathe and relax some while we do."

[Anastasia]

Several towels and other bath accessories appear in the air before you.

You have my congratulations in what has become a stunningly common event these past days.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa takes them and begins bathing, "Thank you, My Lady. But, desperate times, I suppose. Stories of ascension are numerous but no real direct treatise on it are exactly available. We've had a significant amount of help, as well."

[Anastasia]

A nod, as the young woman is now old. She joins you within as she speaks softly, "Then the question is who you shall be."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Few mortals ever really know that. It's a question that will... Take some thought. I know I've changed, but... I think most of what I was is still there. Reseracher, explorer. I can still feel the pull of it. The unknown, the horizon. Wanting the stories and knowledge, new and lost. I can't imagine not being free to do those things."

[Anastasia]

"Then you will become those," The old woman agrees, "You will understand as you grow."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa nods, "So, I can feel I'm more, but not quite a God yet... What comes with the position? Where do I go from here, beyond continuing the fight?"

[Anastasia]

"Responsibility and power," Is Selune's answer, the crone hunched over now. Ancient indeed, wispy as the moonlight. "Compete, Alyssa, and all will come to you as you triumph."