Relief

[Nephrite]

Another Divine Blast solves this problem, the same as the last time.

[Anastasia]

It opens a passage, sure enough. Through it is...red carpeting? That's new.

[Nephrite]

'Curious.' He says to the others as he proceeds on.

He's got Arcane Sight up as he goes in case there's any shenanigans.

[Anastasia]

You step in. Red carpet. Cells draped over with red velvet. A table. A figure clad entirely in blood red tunic, pants and red metal mask sits here. What flesh you can see is a slightly softer shade of red. He is human sized, unremarkable in that aspect. Driven into the table is a knife as he sits there, undisturbed by your appearance.

"Moore, the fool," He speaks, a hint of amusement in every word. "With his friends? Minders? I suppose there's no difference."

[Nephrite]

"So it would seem we meet the 'master of death.'" Moore says. "Who are you and what do you want with this place?"

[Anastasia]

"Call me Death," Is his answer, "You're far from home and in matters that do not concern you."

[Nephrite]

"I happen to have known the previous warden of this place, and I have business here." He says. "You're not going to leave here if I ask you nicely, are you?"

[Anastasia]

"Hardly," Is his answer.

"Then what do you want?" Sylvie asks, plainly, "Four on one is terrible odds."

[Nephrite]

"Yes, you've been rather unclear about your goals." Moore says. "Your friends upstairs didn't seem to like the divine very much, so I'm guessing they got that idea from you. I'm going to make it really clear to you - I've already faced something that hates the divine more than you could possibly ever even believe. I have a feeling you aren't just going to tell us what it is you're doing here - but I haven't just started throwing my divinity at you yet, so you do have an opportunity to be truthful."

His gaze is neutral, but his tone is clearly one of someone who's not going to entertain this much longer.

[Anastasia]

"What I'm going to do is simple. I'm going to get up," he does that, "I'm going to walk past you and I'm going to walk out of here," Is his answer, "Do what you will with the rest of this place."

[Nephrite]

"Why, praytell, would we let someone who consorts with such as your allies, walk out of here?" Moore asks. "You're going to cause us all sorts of trouble eventually, if this is where you've decided to start your..." A gesture of Moore's hand. "Whatever it is you want to call it - mission?"

'I don't have much intention of letting him leave.' He says to the others. 'He's dangerous, obviously.'

[Anastasia]

'Extremely,' Cresiel agrees, 'Arrogant and confident too.'

"Because if I do not return home safely and of my own free will in the next eight hours," The creature declares, "My agents will move. Pointless mayhem and murder on many Primes. Countless innocents will die. That's why."

[Nephrite]

"I'm willing to risk that to deal with you here." Moore says with a smile. It isn't a kind smile. "So, what do you think your chances are against all four of us?"

[Anastasia]

With a chuckle, "I think the better question is - what are your odds against me?" he asks right back.

"Arrogance and evil," Xandra says, "No. We will not waste this chance to excise you from Creation like the consumptive sickness that you are."

[Nephrite]

"Very well." Moore says with a bright smile. "Let's find out."

Since Moore's next move is going to be something init-related, we can probably go to that, but he does have Supreme so he's going to beat this joker unless SURPRISE???