Blown away (Moore)

[Nephrite]

Moore opens his mouth, then he shuts it again. How can this person not know? Wait... this person must not be the one who created the plane, but part of it...

"They're creatures from the plane of Limbo who want nothing more than to cause chaos. Except when they don't." Moore explains. "They're the very epitome of chaotic and randomness." He adds.

"So what's your story? You know who I am, but I don't know very much about you." Moore asks, trying to clarify exactly what this person knows, if it's even really a person at all...

[Anastasia]

"I don't understand any of that, but The Wise Man will." The man says, "I am Rogelas, student of the Nine Circles." He bows to Moore, "I am in your debt for your kindness so freely given, fairy. Surely The Wise Man will help you return to your home then, this strange Deep Ethereal you speak of."

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles. "It's nice to meet you, Rogelas. Well, if you don't mind, then, can you take me to meet The Wise Man?"

[Anastasia]

"Yes." You are lead deeper into the caverns here.

Going to follow? Assuming so, doing anything special or just going along for the ride?

[Nephrite]

Nope, I'll just follow. Presuming Safety isn't giving me warning sirens (I don't even know if it really does that or not).

[Anastasia]

You are lead down a long, deep path. It dives deeper into the mountain, only the light of Rogelas' mask illuminating the way ahead. Eventually the path widens and takes a gentler slope, heading into a cavern. A large one, the ceiling glowing cherry-red, like heated iron. Several buildings have been forged here, black stone tinted red by the light from above. Dominating them all is a castle in the back, a classical one that even has a moat.

Other people are around. They're garbed like Rogelas and float along, moving nigh silently. "This is our home, the lair beneath the fires." Rogelas says, his voice again coming from behind you.

[Nephrite]

Moore nods, rubbing his chin at this. It's an interesting setup, to say the least, but it's probably best he just asks his questions from whoever's directing all of this.

"Does anyone else live beyond this home?" Moore asks as they go along.

[Anastasia]

"No. We are all here," he says, "The Wise Man has us live here, away from the water and close to the fires."

[Nephrite]

Hmm... well they're not fire elementals... or are they? Moore ponders the endless possibilities.

"I take it the Wise Man lives in the castle over there? Do you think he'll mind seeing me?" Moore asks with a glance around.

[Anastasia]

Before we go on, could you refresh me on your perceptions/special sights, Moore?

[Nephrite]

I've got Low-light vision and that's about it. I guess Safety is still going but beyond that no always-on sight or magical detection.

[Anastasia]

You are lead deeper. The floating citizens largely ignore you, giving the two of you a wide berth. The trip to the castle is like this, a long one that ends with a trip across a drawbridge. Once you cross into the courtyard (an unremarkable one, like other castle's Moore's seen on the Prime), a voice booms, "A fairy comes forth! What is the meaning of this?"

Rogelos immediately kneels, pressing his face into the ground. "Wise Man, this creature comes from realms unknown. He is kind and healed me, and only seeks to return to the strange realms whence he came."

[Nephrite]

Moore flies down to kneel as well. head bowed. He may not really -need- to in a situation like this, but he may as well follow the same rules he followed with his last audience. Sans the magic part this time, of course.

[Anastasia]

The voice booms further, "Speak, pixie," It demands. "What realm do you hail from?"

[Nephrite]

"I'm originally from Arborea, but through circumstances, I'm an agent of Celestia working with Aurora. Sir." Moore responds, lifting his head forward slightly.