Labalyn's memorial

[Anastasia]

Sure. Just going to to talk people up or do something more formal or..?

[Nephrite]

It wouldn't do to have a lot of pomp and circumstance around this, so yes, just talking to people.

Also, now that he's got some downtime, while he's involved in this, he's going to have his avatar read the book on bardic music Erathaol left him some time ago. May as well multitask!

[Anastasia]

Sure, this first. For my own reference, first gimme Diplo for GI.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 132.

[Anastasia]

The first problem you run into is that there's a lot of Waukeenites down there.

A lot of them.

Hardly a surprise, all told.

However, you do catch a few who aren't attached. Visiting mortal, some sea elves, a handful of merchants, that sort of thing. Do you have any preferences?

[Nephrite]

The merchants aren't likely going anywhere, so he may as well start with the visiting mortal!

[Anastasia]

The mortal in question is Rennard, a trader from a Prime you aren't familiar with offhand. A younger man, full of energy and vigor, a visitor for reasons that aren't immediately apparent. He's mostly talking around and listening to people. How would you like to approach him?

[Nephrite]

Well, it certainly takes a bit of skill and power to even get to Celestia. There's no harm in simply directly approaching him. He's curious if he'll actually recognize him or not.

[Anastasia]

You find him in one of the newly built buildings there - a simple, quiet tavern. Less drink and more food though. He's fairly average in looks and wears chain armor. Light, the shine of mithral on it if Moore doesn't miss his guess. He's picking at a plate of fried potatoes, gaze faraway.

[Nephrite]

Moore is simply there, at the table, with a bright smile.

"You have the look of someone contemplating their next move." He says. "May I ask what brought you here? Maybe I can help."

[Anastasia]

A sharp look up, a moment of unguarded surprise. He doesn't react beyond that, tense for a few moments before he settles down. "You snuck up on me, " he says, half accusation and half greeting. "I wanted to see Celestia's light," he admits after a few moments, "I'd heard stories of what happened, and I ended up here."

[Nephrite]

A bright smile follows that. "Forgive me, I didn't even say anything. My name is Moore." He says. "Welcome to Hope's Landing. Hm... well, if you want to see it, anywhere is fine, but... I suppose I'm biased, I think you can see a lot more from the bottom than you can from the top."

[Anastasia]

That gets Rennard to stop altogether, a sharp gaze at you again before, "THE Moore?" he asks, voice strangled.

[Nephrite]

"What, did you not expect to find me here?" He asks, still smiling.

[Anastasia]

"Not right now!" Is his answer, blurted out before anything else.