The hunt for companionship (Calleigh)

[Yuthirin]

'You do remember that's not healthy, right?'

[Anastasia]

'What else am I to do? Our race is gone.' Gytha sends to you, as the pier extends before you. The ocean parts around it as it becomes stairs leading you down. 'Come. Come and see my answer, Tryll.'

[Yuthirin]

"Time to move, folks!" Calleigh lowers her voice, "He, uh, may or may not be depressed. Or crazy. He's been alone the whole time, apparently. Yeah." She makes a face.

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles a bit at Calleigh. "Then it seems it will be our duty to rekindle their hope."

[Yuthirin]

"Let's go!" Tryll and Calleigh head forward!

[Nephrite]

Moore follows along!

[Anastasia]

The stair leads you deep into the ocean. All parts around you as you reach the sea floor and keep on going, earth parting just like water. 'Just keep going, you'll see my aim,' Gytha says in Tryll's mind.

[Yuthirin]

'We're coming, we're coming.'

[Anastasia]

All you proceed down the stairs. It leads into the earth and into a laboratory of worked stone. Here are endless arrays of magical diagrams and glass specimen tubes big enough to hold a few Hannas each. Some are empty and some have bits of matter in them. A tentacle in one, a bit of flesh in another, that sort of thing.

[Nephrite]

Moore keeps quiet, for all that his thoughts on how interesting but ultimately lonely all of this work is can probably be felt.

[Anastasia]

"What is this?" Hanna asks quietly, looking all around.

Simmer's attempting K:A in the meantime.

> roll 1d20+32 SImmer
<Kobot> Sunshine_Ko rolled 1d20+32 SImmer --> [ 1d20=12 ]{44}

"No..." Simmer gasps, a hand to her mouth. "This is forbidden magic."

[Nephrite]

Moore will take 10 for 62 at K:A at her mention!

[Anastasia]

The body parts, the diagrams...all suggest one thing. The magic to create a soul and sentient life, to go beyond a mere golem and make a mortal creature. The greatest of creation magics, to be as a deity and give life from nothingness.

[Yuthirin]

Feel free to share with the group, Moore!

Calleigh's face is pressed against glass, flitting from tube to tube. "This is wild!"

Tryll floats placidly onward, undisturbed.

[Nephrite]

"Can you ask your friend why they were so lonely they thought to create life in their home rather than just seek it out?" Moore asks. "This seems like more than a mere lonely shout."