It's chilly in Heaven (Moore)

[Nephrite]

[21:00] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+5+6 K:P for Moore
[21:00] <PlushieIthea> Nephrite roll for PlushieIthea < 20 > [d20=9]

[Anastasia]

You recall this place in a strangely detached way. You know it, but you can't recall how you know it. This is Venya, the Third of the Seven Mounting Heavens of Celestia.

Meanwhile, Moore flies to the cabin. The door is shut but there are windows. Looking in, you can see a woman cooking at a stone oven. Her back's to you, but you can see she wears a brown dress and has matching brown hair. Human or close enough on a glance.

[Nephrite]

Moore scratches his head as his stomach rumbles again. Celestia? But how...

He knocks politely on the door, either way. No need to be rude!

[Anastasia]

"Come in!" The woman's voice is plain and pleasant. Nothing special about it, but it's compelling in spite of that.

[Nephrite]

Moore opens the door and then shuts it afterwards when he flies in.

"Ah, hello... erm... I hope you're not just cooking for me, too?" Moore asks, as his eyes scan the rest of the home. This can't all be real, can it?

[Anastasia]

"Don't think I could be, since you just got here. But you're welcome to have some," She turns. Her face is pale porcelen, far more beautiful than a human's. It's flawless and her gaze is that of burning sunshine. A well spring of fear comes from seeing her, but her smile melts that. "Be not afraid, I like visitors."

The rest of the home is simple. A bed, a fireplace, some knick knacks and so forth. It's all hand made and a bit crude, but still well but together.

[Nephrite]

Moore briefly recoils for just an instant before he calms down and nods. He smiles and goes over to take a seat. "I'm Moore! What's your name, ma'am? Thank you for having me."

K:P To identify the strange porcelain woman?

[Anastasia]

Certainly. Go for it.

The woman comes over with a bowl of hot apple in a cinnamon sauce. It smells incredible, your stomach audibly rumbling. "Iris," she answers him as she goes to at a rough hewn wooden table.

[Nephrite]

[09:56] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+6+5 to identify what this terrifying and kind woman is
[09:56] <Serith> Nephrite roll for Serith < 16 > [d20=5]


Moore looks a bit sheepish as he goes to dig in, but hesitates for a moment. "Miss Iris," he starts, his voice audibly sounding nervous. "Am I really in Celestia? This is... This -is- Venya, isn't it?" He asks, looking down at his bowl of apples.

"It's... I'm a little... I don't think frightened is the right word, I'm not afraid." Moore says, quietly. "I suppose the right word is 'anxious'."

[Anastasia]

More isn't sure. Some sort of outsider? He can't pin it down. Due to the lack of wings, it could be an archon or angel that is in a different shape.

"It is," Iris says, not batting an eyelash at the question. "It is not merely Celestia, but the third of the seven mountains. Did you not know this as you climbed Lunia and Mercuria?"

[Nephrite]

"Er... I don't think I actually climbed anything..." Moore says with some hesitation, but as he tries to remember, he just shakes his head as he digs into the apples.

"No... I don't... I really don't think I did. I just... I was on my way somewhere, and... ...then everything gets all fuzzy. It'll come back to me in time, I know, but... when I woke up, I was outside, I met a nice shepherd who told me to keep going, but he said that I hadn't actually died." Moore says, poking at the apples a bit more. "So it sounds like somehow or another someone brought me here... or maybe I got here and I just forgot how."

[Anastasia]

The apples are quite good and hit the spot.

"That's quite unusual," Iris says, hands folded in her lap. She watches Moore as he eats, "There must be a greater reason for it. A greater destiny, for the purpose of the mountain is to climb it, not to bypass it."

[Nephrite]

"That's what the gentleman said -- I was needed in the battle against the Duke of Destiny." Moore says. "I certainly didn't mean to skip over anything important!" He says with some earnest. "Um... this is very good, thank you. Do you, um... ...Do you cook for the other people who come by here on their... er... ...well, I guess their journey up the Mountains?" He glances out at a window. "But... if I'm not dead, then... I wonder how exactly I did get here..."

[Anastasia]

"Speak clearly," Iris smiles, "Be not afraid. I cook for myself for the pleasure of it. If you do not know why you are here, you must discover why. The holy mountain moves with purpose, Moore. It is the blessed duty of those that are here to learn of its purpose and to rise higher. If you are needed to battle this Duke of Destiny, then I daresay you need to learn of Celestia's destiny."

[Nephrite]

Moore startles a little, but takes a breath and nods. "I can do that, Miss Iris. To that end, then, where should I go? Should I just continue on past this and see what destiny has in store for me next?"