Gearing up (Moore, Ithea)

[Nephrite]

Moore swallows. "Yes, Your Majesty. I hail originally from Arborea. I would fill you in on the finer details, but I believe they are irrelevant. There is a period of my life missing -- in a sea of light. I do not know how long I was there -- ah, also irrelevant, I suppose -- but it turns out that this place was... somewhere else. It seems to have been a trial for all creatures to pass. I passed and found myself alone and with no memory save a few small recollections on Venya. I journeyed through and found myself at Xiranthador, where Erathaol informed me that I was to play a part in Aurora's crusade." Moore says, leaving out more of the details he doesn't think the Queen would want to be bored with. "He then gave me a fraction of his power and sent me on my way here." Moore lowers his head slightly to indicate his story is done.

[Anastasia]

Queen Ilsenine is silent until Moore finishes. In a soft voice she asks, "Curious for a fey to be entangled in the machinations of law in such a way. Yet we cannot deny that this happens."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods once. "I was quite surprised myself to hear that I was to play some role in foiling Taelfagn, Your Majesty." Moore says quietly.

[Anastasia]

"To do so is a deed worthy of our greatest champions," Queen Ilsenine remarks. "What talents do you have, what skills?"

[Nephrite]

My primary talents involve bolstering my allies to greater feats of courage, competence and heroism, Your Majesty." Moore says. He raises his head slightly at this. "By Lord Erathaol's blessing, I have also begun to manipulate the tangible force of fate around my allies and myself. It is my hope to continue this path so that I can be of further use to my comrades here." Moore now lowers his head slightly. "I am also capable of casting some arcane and divine spells, though the former is stronger than the latter, Your Majesty. I would also say I am well-suited to Diplomatic endeavors, although my first step into your Court proves I still have some ways to go. Among the mundane, I am a morale-booster-- I find enjoyment and success in the success of others around me." Moore concludes, bowing his head once again.

[Anastasia]

"We see." Queen Ilsenine declares. "Should you join this court, you would be tasked to drive it to greater heights. We must be stronger to stop Hell and reclaim Lifasa. It is our one, absolute imperative. Without Lifasa, there is no life for this court and no future."

[Nephrite]

"Your Majesty, should you permit it, I would cast a spell here that would allow me to give you an answer on this matter." Moore says with his head bowed a bit more in apology for his first act of foolishness.

[Anastasia]

There are several moments of consideration before the Queen nods. "You may do so," she says.

Post what spell it is first, since she's spellcrafting you.

[Nephrite]

Divination. CL 8

[Anastasia]

Do note the casting time is 10 minutes. Okay with that?

[Nephrite]

I'm fine with it if Her Majesty isn't insulted waiting. But Moore figures getting the answer this way may make her happier rather than him reporting it later.

[Anastasia]

Moore prepares and sets up his divination, lightning the incense and preparing the magic. It takes some time, time during which Queen Ilsenine and her subjects patiently wait. In fact, Her Majesty comments, "Divinations are not simple magic, cast on a whim and a moment's effort."

Finally the spell is cast. Much to Moore's chagrin, it fails.

Unlucky divination percentile dice roll. As noted in the spell, the result is rolled secretly by the DM, so it isn't posted here.

[Nephrite]

Moore shakes his head. No, it didn't fail -- this is Erathaol's way of saying that this is entirely Moore's decision to make.

"Your Majesty, as long as it is not offensive to you or to this Court that I continue to follow Lord Erathaol as my deity, I would be humbled and honored to join your Court." Moore says. It makes perfect sense to him -- the rift between Celestia and the fey could be greatly improved by something like this.

[Anastasia]

Murmurs at that, but Queen Ilsenine silences them with a raised hand. "We accept your offer of fealty. You shall be one of our diplomats. Perform well and you will find a place for yourself here, Moore. Go now, Lady Skye will see to you. She awaits in you in the previous room."

[Nephrite]

"Your will be done, Your Majesty. Thank you for this audience." Moore will rise, turn and depart for Lady Skye.