Endless rise above

[Nephrite]

"My understanding is someone known as The Empty Knight treated with you about this place. Do you know how long ago that was? Also, is this your own demiplane?" Moore asks.

[Anastasia]

"I sleep and grow stronger, mostly," Is the dragon's answer, "I know not how many ages have passed, for I have long since ceased to track the ages of time. This is my realm."

[Nephrite]

"I understand. The portal I found to this place was at the back of a large Wyrm from a timeless age ago. Did you set that up yourself?" Moore asks. "Did the Empty Knight just... show up one day much like us to treat with you over this place, or were you contacted through some other means? I apologize if it seems... strange that we're asking, but there's... a bit of a mystery here may be solved by your answers."

[Anastasia]

"Yes," The answer is short and to the point, "He paid tribute for safety in my realm and the safety of his strange creations. I know not how he found it, nor how he got past the guardian of the portal successfully, for his tribute was satisfactory."

[Nephrite]

"Guardian? Is that one known as 'Cynic,' by any chance? Looks like a knight?" Moore asks. "If that is it, did... hm. Did you set up the portal to this place, the... one that requires that it be alive, in some form?"

[Anastasia]

"Synic," The dragon corrects and agrees, "I took the work incompetents failed at and put it to my own use."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "I see, so that must've been some time ago... all right."

He rubs his chin. "Actually, I have a few other questions... and I have a spell that will help me ask them. If you wouldn't mind indulging me a bit more, I'd be happy to trade the knowledge of it in order to continue to ask you some questions. Ah, if you're interested, of course. There is quite a bit going on outside of here these days, I'd be happy to have you as my guest in Celestia, should you ever decide to venture out." He says.

[Anastasia]

"What circle is the spell?" The dragon asks back at your offer.

[Nephrite]

"For those who cast arcane spells like bards, like myself, 10th, and for those who cast like sorcerers and wizards, 12th." Moore explains.

[Anastasia]

"Acceptable," Is the answer, right away.

[Nephrite]

"Thank you. It is a divination spell, so if you have any spells that protect against that on yourself, I would ask you dismiss them please. Oh, I apologize, I never did ask your name, either, if you care to share it." Moore says, as he casts Bredanalundalum's Wit!

He'll make a showing of casting it so Mr. Dragon here can learn about it.

[Anastasia]

Quick Diplo check, pixie.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 139.

[Anastasia]

The spell is cast. "Draconic magic," The statue says agreeably, "A great wyrm made this spell, and what a spell it is. Worthy of a dragon."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "If you'd ever care to learn more of them, please feel free to come to Hope's Landing." He says. "There are a few others we've uncovered in recent times, we seem... prone to meeting rather unique individuals."

At any rate, with the spell in effect...

I get seven of these, so let's see what it suggests as the first.