Muirfinn's legacy (Moore)

[Anastasia]

"On Ithea's bed," Elena replies, "Rukkig is using him as a pillow."

[Nephrite]

Is that his way of saying he can't be bothered?

"All right, thank you." Moore shakes his head again and really does go to get something to eat this time.

The only way he's going to find the answer is by going directly to the source...

[Anastasia]

Plans now?

[Nephrite]

See what Morniel's up to, for a variety of reasons.

[Anastasia]

Morniel's back and you find him in the forges. He's talking to Gold, instructing him. You catch a fragment of it as you approach, "...handle should be solid gold, so..." he then turns his head to you, "Moore."

[Nephrite]

"Morniel. Do you have a few minutes for me? I can wait." He says, with a gesture and a nod to Gold.

[Anastasia]

Gold returns it, "I have enough to begin work, Go see to him, this won't be hasty."

"So it will be," Morniel says, stepping aside and in to a corner. The din of the forges is ever-present, hammers on metal joined by the grunts of hard workers and the hissing of hot metal meeting cold water. "Yes?"

[Nephrite]

"I have two questions for you: One, will that writ be enough for something sufficient here as we had discussed previously? I'm not done with my fundraising efforts, but I wanted to check on that first." He says, then he frowns a bit. "Second...  no." He shakes his head. "No, I already know the answer, I need not ask the question."

[Anastasia]

"What writ?" Morniel asks. "I believe you have me at a disadvantage."

You haven't told him about the Brightwater writ of credit since you just got it, remember.

[Nephrite]

I thought I posted that I was going to give it to him off screen, but maybe it got lost in the shuffle.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Moore says, digging into his bag to produce it and offer it over. "I thought I had already given it to you, I think I just dreamt it... Sorry, I've been... distracted for a few days."

[Anastasia]

Must have, we'll run with that.

"We all have our burdens," Morniel smiles, "Don't be ashamed about it. So what is this writ?" He reads it over, "50,000 gold? That's a fair sum of money. It would more than cover raw materials." With a gentle smile, "Celestia does not need altars of gold or jeweled walls. We need faith and people. That is what is important, not richness. We don't even need money to install some spells, since we can call on volunteers to do it freely. Well done."

[Nephrite]

"Still, I hope that the gesture is appreciated by Selune so we can stop, ah... well, I'm sure her patience only goes so far. But either way, please do with it as you see fit, anything left over can be used for other faiths in need of something similar, or even as a donation to the Selunites for their continued understanding and patience." Moore says with a smile. "If you hear of any further diplomatic issues that you'd like my assistance with, please feel free to let me know. I'll do all I can to help."

[Anastasia]

"I will. For now, focus on achieving the task Celestia has laid before you," Morniel says. "Raise a place to Celestia in Aurora."

[Nephrite]

"Oh, you want me to... Very well, I can certainly do so." Moore says. "In that case, I will go to Brightwater to purchase the correct materials."

It occurs to me that Moore could've just used his Lyre of Building for this, but Oh Well!

[Anastasia]

Okay, cool. Shopping trip can be OOC unless you're going to pull shenanigans. What's your plan here for building supplies and the like? What are you aiming for?