The hunt for goldenfire (Afina and Jaela, later Surraruthru too)

[Anastasia]

Kascha blink-blinks at this, stopping cold as chaos erupts around her. "I-woah!" a flying phantom erinyes comes close, making her wobble to dodge and fall over onto Jaela. The Master stays serene, dodging anything that comes close. Lady Rosa meanwhile falls into a defensive stance, "What?" she manages, sword coming out to defend herself.

Meanwhile the rest of the mess hall has gone stone still, silent as chaos erupts. Moments of utter shock and fear ripple through them at the new, sudden scene.

[Corwin]

Jaela catches Kascha even as she grimaces. "Break, break, break," she chants, calling upon her magic to prevent this mounting panic!

10:08 PM <Tifa> roll 1d20+30 counterspell, chain dispel
10:08 PM <Serith> Tifa roll for Serith < 34 > [d20=4]

[Anastasia]

Dispels up to CL 23. What's the CL on your spells, Iddy?

[Iron Dragoon]

OOC: Nightmare Terrain hits CL 15. The Battle hits CL 26.

Thanks to Jaela, the illusions of horrific scenery, smells, and limbs are shattered, breaking apart like crystals and fading away into black, shadowy motes, revealing the normal cafeteria and Surraruthru still lounging where he was before the spells, only with a small pout for Afina and Jaela, bottom lip sticking out just a tiny bit.

His pride is assuaged a bit, however by the fact that the battle continues raging on, the screams and clashing of the armies still deafening to all.

[Corwin]

"Power you've got," Jaela admits. "Not much on the common sense, though. Kascha could've fallen! Because of you! So stop that."

[Anastasia]

Kascha scrambles up, blushing. "Still, that is impressive illusion magic. Just...not in the cafeteria?" She gestures around, as every set of eyes here is on the group. Sage Vul'lath is facepalming - repeatedly. Elder Magi Tepen looks on with unhidden interest while Sylvie merely watches.

"HEY YOU FUCKSTICKS! GET BACK TO EATING YOUR OWN SHIT AND STOP EAVESDROPPING! IT'S A PRIVATE FUCKING CONVERSATION, ASSHOLES!"  Dana turns and shouts that.

[Ebiris]

"You probably haven't made any friends here with that kind of display," Afina admits, putting down her plate. "Now you'll need to work twice as hard on missions to prove you're an asset to the Crusade. Anyway, you've proven your power. End it, please." She'd do a disjunction of her own but that'd wreck everyone's magic items for a few hours and no one wants that.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru sniffs a bit at this, releasing his spell, the battle fading away.

"You asked me to, and so I did. I didn't want to cause too much of a problem, so I didn't play any mind tricks. I can though, if you want to see."

He then turns to Afina. "I don't particularly care for any of the others. I'm here for Kascha alone. I'll do missions, and I'll do my best, but I'm here for her."

[Anastasia]

"You should care for the others. There's good people here," Kascha speaks up as the magic fades, "I've met so many wonderful friends here."

[Ebiris]

"You don't care at all about getting revenge on the devils? About freeing our world?" Afina asks disbelievingly. Having a bad attitude is one thing, but this seems like an insurmountable gulf in ideals.

[Iron Dragoon]

"I never said that. I said I'd do missions and help. I'm thankful for a place to stay, but I don't know any of you yet. I saw what the devils did and I just want my home back. My family. But I don't know that you can do that. You're strong, yes, but so am I. And all I could do is run and hide."

He lays his head down across his forelegs, much like a cat and sighs with resignation. "Those things I created just now were things from the devils. They've turned my home into that. I'll give this place one thing: it feels like home. I think you could create a new home here. I'm just not sure you can make our old one new again."

He locks an eye with Afina with a slight tilt of his head, "If you can prove me wrong, I'll change my mind."

[Corwin]

"How's it been, Princess?" Jaela asks Dana, nudging her side. "Thinking about setting a date for the big showdown with Daddy?"

Glancing past her at the Master, she purses her lips. "And you, we really should find the time for a decent fight on Ysgard. I wonder if I can hit you if we're both trying."

[Ebiris]

"It occurs to me that you effectively know nothing about how Lifasa was invaded and what's happened since then," Afina muses in response to that challenge. Capturing Yian, the victories at the Burning Aeropolis and the Elven Tree, killing Abigor... she just takes it for granted that everyone knows about them and what they mean. But to Surraruthru they're just meaningless names and places. "You should get caught up on all that, make sure you know what the stakes are. Go talk to Yian in the dungeons when you have some time. As a fellow dragon you might even get some insight out of him that we missed." Maybe he even recognises the name? She doesn't know how much dragons back home kept tabs on each other.

[Iron Dragoon]

OOC: Roll to recognize name?

[Anastasia]

K:Local, Iddy.

Dana kicks back, "Yeah, I was thinking about it. Muirfinn had been working on it." She grimaces at that, "Fucking devils."

The Master merely smiles at this, "I wonder if you can hit me," he seconds, "Cornugons no longer pose a serious or credible threat."