Forever lies ahead

[Anastasia]

The book is indeed cursed - with a spell to bring full darkness when it opens, making it impossible to read. What's worse, is that a false aura is part of it, which makes it look actively harmful, when in reality it just makes it impossible to read without superior vision.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa chuckles a bit and lets it be. He'll learn one way or another.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100 low is good
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 79 > [d100=79]

Your servant works away - diagnostics and finally a remove curse and dispel magic, but he's not getting anywhere.

[Iron Dragoon]

Is there any other magic on it than just the darkness stuff?

[Anastasia]

Just that.

[Iron Dragoon]

I'm assuming it's not a permanent curse for the following. If it is, I'll do something different.

Alyssa lets it be. He'll learn from the experience and not every encounter needs her intervention.

[Anastasia]

It is not.

You want to spent time with Honeydip, you mentioned a dinner. Sure, set it up and I'll play off that, see how you mix with her.

[Iron Dragoon]

Yeah, that's why I was heading to find mom/pop. To tell them and start getting set up for it.

[Anastasia]

Sure, but that's honestly pretty skippable if you're just telling them to set up for this. Go ahead and take a few liberties here and get the ball rolling, unless you have something really important to tell them.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alright.

Alyssa strides towards Lady Honeydip with a smile, "I've let my family know you're coming for dinner. They're shocked by both meeting a pixie and by your station, but looking forward to it. They're getting everything ready, so when you're feeling hungry we can start our way home."

[Anastasia]

"Now is fine," Lady Honeydip departs from Emily, whom she was talking about matters with quietly. "Deities rarely have family like this that I've ever encountered."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Well, I was mortal until not too long ago. And look at Emily. She's got a family, too. Must be something in the lingering imposition of death and mortality. Let's go!"

Alyssa turns and heads towards home!

[Anastasia]

Home is quiet - your will sees to that. The smell of fresh bread fills the air as Honeydip flutters along. Smells good.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa picks up the pace with the smell of her childhood and home cooked meals.

"I think you'll like them, but they will be a bit awed. So be ready for it."

[Anastasia]

"They're normal?" Honeydip asks, "Just mortals with a famous child?"