The full wheel

[Nephrite]

"Oh, wonderful." Moore says, hoping that it's good news! He'll go to see if it's a letter or... if he's just shown up!

[Anastasia]

It's a letter. It reads as follows.

I have not heard Syllen's name in an age. Tell me more of what you seek and why.

[Nephrite]

Moore will write back, since if he wanted to communicate directly he would.

'Sir Crimzar,

It's a bit of a long story. I happened to recover one of Syllen's gear pieces off of an Unseelie we defeated. This led me on a journey to find more of them, as well as the magic that Syllen himself harnessed.

I have also learned of the item he used to create his gear, and it's my understanding you may know something of it as well.

There are also other matters relating to him I'd like to discuss that I'd rather do so in person.

-Moore, Hope's Landing'

[Anastasia]

It is sent. Within an hour you have a reply.

'Moore.

I will make myself available to answer your questions. Brightwater, Starlight Rest, Room 30.'

[Nephrite]

They just can't bring themselves to come to Celestia, huh.

Well, that's an invitation if he's ever heard one, so he will go!

No one else needs to come unless they want to. If they do, I guess he'd grab Sylvie.

Blah blah pleasantries of knocking at Brightwater and all that.

[Anastasia]

Sylvie will come on general principles.

The Starlight Rest is an inn in the heart of Brightwater. Yet it's quiet and secure, being a tucked away demiplane within it. Each room is as big as a large house, space abundant and luxury rich.

Crimzar awaits you, a man in crimson tunic and flowing pants. He sits back, elven features sharp and with one eye that is blue as the sky and another black with white dots, as if the night stars were there. He sits on a balcony that overlooks the approach to Starlight Rest, a massive, multistory fountain of crystal and metal watched.

[Nephrite]

"I don't think I've had the pleasure of meeting anyone quite so high up the chain in the Seelie Court." Moore says, offering at least a polite nod and a smile to Crimzar. "Sir Crimzar, thank you for taking the time."

[Anastasia]

Sylvie just nods, quiet and seeming to go along with it.

"A god came at my request? No threat or imposition of will?" Crimzar marvels openly, "You must want this information with a desperation that borders the miraculous."

[Nephrite]

Moore laughs a little bit at that. "I don't know if I'd put it that way, but I like to have good relations with my fellow deities, and putting an imposition on someone from the Seelie Court wouldn't do well. That, and I like making friends."

[Anastasia]

Crimzar pauses as from below, a silver tray rises up. Sliced fruits and intact berries can be seen, as he selects a bit of banana. "I've heard people say that about you. Never a frown, always a smile for another."

[Nephrite]

"I'm glad to prove the rumors are true." Moore says with a bright smile.

I guess now is as good as any for a K:P on Crimzar to impress him!

[Anastasia]

Total? Also K:N.

[Nephrite]

Wow, I... just... forgot the number. 119 in both cases.

[Anastasia]

Crimzar is a Knight of Summerblade, an order of Seelie Knights who serve Oberon directly. They serve as problem solvers and deal with all variety of manners. They are knights authorized to bear arms and armor in any Seelie court, and even many Unseelie courts will not contest them doing this should they cross paths, for they are known to be powerful and able champions.

As for Crimzar himself, he is known to take care of rebels in particular. While fey nature is wild and free, occasionally a Seelie will consort with something unspeakable - a fiend, the dead or other such heresies that have gone too far. Whispers say he is the one who deals with such matters, and with firm finality.

From what you know of Queen Morwel's nature as Titania as well as planar lore, you know that Crimzar has been a face in the Seelie Court since the beginning. It's likely he was once one of the eladrin.

Personality wise, he often puts on the front of a noble mildly amused or provocative, but all know there has to be steel beneath that.

[Nephrite]

"I only know of you what rumors speak of, really. That you deal with the more unseen enemies." Moore explains. "But to serve Oberon directly... well, I'm simply happy to make your acquaintance." He says.