Salvation at last (Tryll)

[Yuthirin]

"Ohh, so ou're looking to find people? We can do that too! We're good at finding, especially if you're looking for people who are thinking about a certain thing. Mind-reading." Calleigh wiggles her fingers at Latha.

[Anastasia]

"Yes, a moment please," Latha says, and after some consideration?

'Excuse me,' Latha sends to Tryll, 'I apologize, but I am not certain if you can speak.'

[Yuthirin]

'I can't. I use telepathy, but I prefer Calleigh as my face, as you've seen. She's more relatable. And she loves to talk. Who am I to begrudge her? We are partners, after all. Did you have a question?'

[Anastasia]

'Yes.' Latha smiles a little bit, 'I wish to hear your motivations directly, rather than through her. Courre are blessed creatures, but they are often excitable.'

[Yuthirin]

'Delightful, isn't she? We do enjoy the game, and most mortals never know the difference. It's a long-running prank, and it only occasionally backfires when some solar or another decides to smite me without asking first. I'm sure you understand. Sometimes you need to conceal who and what you are to get things done among the living. Yes. Anyway. How can I assist you? Oh, right, my motivations. Well. I'll spare you the excessively long story, and just say that we've dealt with tyrannical governments before, and have been involved in the removal of such and restoration of proper governments. We thought that we could assist.'

A pause.

'Or were you referring to my motivations in general?'

[Anastasia]

'No, you are correct. Your services are welcome, but you do not need to trouble yourselves. In truth...' Latha pauses one moment as she gazes into your eyes, 'This is Sylica's chance. Alicia and Syala intend to transform this world into a bastion for their faith. We have planned for this day and have measures ready to ensure tyranny never rises again. We shall govern them and instruct them for a time, until they are ready to stand on their own once more.'

[Yuthirin]

'Ahh, I see. Well, if there is nothing to be done here by us, we can take our leave then. Many other things need attention, I'm sure.' Tryll replies.

[Anastasia]

'Yes. You have our thanks,' Latha says, 'If you are ever in Sylica, come visit me at my forges. It would be no trouble to make a weapon for Calleigh's self defense.'

[Yuthirin]

"Yeah!" Calleigh shouts, butting in, "That would be neat!"

'...I may have forgotten to mention we share thoughts at most times, so she knows what you're saying. Yes. Apologies. We should go!'

[Anastasia]

"Decide what kind of weapon you want before coming over," Latha says aloud, then departs. "Be well, both of you."

Next move?

[Yuthirin]

Let's head back, we can address the crying book. That was the first IC book bought.

[Anastasia]

You're in Vel's shop, browsing the books. It's unremarkable enough as you gather several. Yet as you do, you swear you hear something.

"...help..."

A tiny voice whispers.

[Yuthirin]

"Huh?" Calleigh wonders. 

[Anastasia]

By chance Sylvie's nearby, whistling and checking the books herself. Vel's at the front as he tends to be. Neither react to it.

"...help..." The voice begs again, coming somewhere nearby.

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh zips up to Sylvie, looking around, "WHERE!?"