Muirfinn's diary (Moore)

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles. "Of course, I understand." He responds in a quiet voice himself. "May I know the name of that which you all hold with such respect?"

[Anastasia]

"Salogan," The archon answers, "A mortal hero who wounded the aspect of Demogorgon moments away from claiming the world as his own, then who gave his body to Raziel's spirit to force the aspect back to the Abyss."

[Nephrite]

Moore blinks, then blinks again.

"The aspect of..." He looks down at the diary he has. "...I see. Would you mind if I spent just a bit of time here to contemplate something? I think that Celestia's wisdom has guided me here for an answer."

[Anastasia]

"You may," The archon says, then bows to Cresiel, "Sir."

"Continue," Cresiel says, "I am with him as an advisor, nothing more. Your work is important, do not neglect it."

"Sir," The trumpet archon agrees, before returning to prayer.

[Nephrite]

Moore moves over to sit more or less in front of the door and looks at the diary, then closes his eyes.

Inwardly, he tries to calm his mind.

Is it possible to save something so lost as Him? He was only shown hatred and despair his entire life in an endless cycle of horrors... surely, anyone would have fallen to the same.

What would you say, Salogan?

[Anastasia]

Wis again.

[Nephrite]

[23:09] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+5 always with the wisdom
[23:09] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+5 always with the wisdom --> [ 1d20=10 ]{15}

[Anastasia]

You drift in your memories, losing yourself as you ponder.

You have a restful time, but no great wisdom avails itself to you.

[Nephrite]

Is this a sign that the wisdom lies elsewhere?

"May I ask," Moore says as he comes back to his senses. "What was the name of the world Salogan is from?"

[Anastasia]

You blink once your eyes open.

"Nalen," The archon replies.

[Nephrite]

Nope, that isn't where he thought at all.

"I take it, also, good archon, that the armaments he used to do this rest with him or with Lord Raziel now?" Moore asks, keeping his tone still quiet and respectful.

[Anastasia]

'Yes, they are to be reforged in Jovar," The archon says. "For when he awakens."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "Thank you, loyal archon." He flies over to Cresiel to speak quietly.

"I am certain there is a connection I am simply not seeing here... The connection is obvious, but... there seems to be something else." He sighs a bit.

[Anastasia]

"What is it you thought?" Cresiel asks back, keeping his voice low and guiding you a little away from the archons.

[Nephrite]

"Well, this Salogan person must've fought something very similar, if not exactly the same as That." Moore says. "I don't think I was meant to simply take his weapons, but perhaps I'm meant to find more history on him and what happened in Nalen... that might give me more insight." He takes a breath. "I feel like this is a situation where I can't see the forest for the trees."