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Looming poison (Moore)

Started by Anastasia, June 28, 2016, 03:39:34 PM

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Nephrite

"What an honor." Moore says with the barest hint of a smile. "I suppose I should keep refreshing the magic on the arch then." He sighs after that, taking a bite of some bread. "I tried to divine how to proceed with all of this and got nothing. I also tried to go to Celestia itself for guidance and got rather summarily returned here." At this, his expression hardens a bit. "I think it's their way of saying we need to figure out this on our own for now. What do you think?"

Anastasia

> roll 1d20+14
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 31 > [d20=17]

Int check. Having friends who are superhumanly smart helps.


"The Father was cast out of the Outer Planes by Demogorgon. He is a plague on the Prime - I think it's obvious that they're telling you that you're looking in the wrong place." Sylvie says, making a sandwich out of her meal.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Well, if the only place to look is one that doesn't exist anymore, where does that leave us?" Moore asks. "Hm... if the information isn't here, then... augh, it feels like it's something that's far simpler than I'm making it out to be."

Anastasia

"Not quite." Sylvie says, "I should bring you up to speed on that, too. You're really inheriting a lot of Muirfinn's research here. He found signs that performing the ritual to free The Father would be best in Valgadda, which is no more. I would suspect it would be best at the place where Oghma warned his servant that the Father would one day break the bindings, but I don't have anything to prove that."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"I suppose the best we can do then is try and figure out where that place is." Moore says. "Do you know if Muirfinn left any writings or anything I could review? I might be able to piece it together from that... I know the library hasn't added anything relevant since... er... he did the research." Moore says, clearing his throat.

Anastasia

That's actually a really good question and I don't know the answer to it. I need to ask Yuth about that, so let me pause you pending that.

Yuth, if you see this before you check your PMs or reply, feel free to reply in here.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

#156
Muirfinn in fact kept meticulous research of his encounters with the Father in his rooms, though the Father is never mentioned by name. The book would have been kept away from the Library due to the fact that knowledge of the Father appears to be corruptive, and innocence was believed to be a valid shield. It was easier that way. At least so Muirfinn thought. Who knows if he was right?

Note that included are Muirfinn's thought experiments on how to deal with the Father, including: Exposure to Chronias, pitched battle employing 1000 epic clerics of various faiths, and convincing Demogorgon to do it.

The book would have been kept on a bookshelf in his rooms, not carefully hidden. Without knowledge of the subject, it would have been mostly useless ramblings to whoever found it.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

#157
"Yes," Sylvie says, "I believe there is. Muirfinn left...notes, of a kind. You'll need to study them, we have them preserved and enspelled to hold the Father's corruption at bay."

Yuth, go ahead and outline what's in there to be found. I don't need chapter and verse, just the general drift and what IC knowledge you've found and recorded there.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

Encounters with people possessed by the Father, his cult, what he appears to represent, and encounters with his apparitions and avatars. Best way to deal with the Father: Holy power and fire. Lots of both. Thoughts on the scroll that was recovered as well as revelations regarding it. I can go into more detail if you like, but it'll be hours from now.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Please do when you have time.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

I presume that was Sylvie and not Sage Vul'lath wearing a dress, by the way.

Moore nods. "That's probably exactly what the divinities wanted me to look at instead. What awful timing, though..." Moore looks off to the side, then snaps his fingers. "It can't be just timing... He must know about all of this somehow and be taking advantage of it. In the meantime, I'll go by the arch. Mm... it may not make a difference, but... I want to prepare for something, in case anything happens to me. Do you mind being my confidant?" Moore asks.

Anastasia

Yes, topic cross up. Sylvie wears pants anyway, more practical for her.

"Is it dangerous?" Sylvie asks right back.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore shakes his head. "No. I was going to try and modify my memory, but in hindsight, even if I did that, I don't think it'd work." He makes a sour face at that.

Anastasia

Further comment is stopped by Elena appearing, "Moore, Crystal's back and she's ill," the ghost girl reports. "Really ill, Jaela had to carry her in."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore frowns. "As I expected... Where is she, in the healer ward?"