Moore: Still Going (Moore)

[Nephrite]

There's nothing really on his agenda that won't likely lead to another bar fight, so we can just move along.

[Anastasia]

Let me pause you pending something to happen shortly. At worst you should resume tonight.

[Anastasia]

Small chat while waiting, since last night turned into me being wiped out.

That evening, the three of you are provided a shared guest room to sleep in. It's simple enough, save for the beds, which are soft and laden with warm quilts. Adrian lies on his, wearing his pants and little else, eyes closed. Man's ripped if nothing else, little patches of scaly skin here and there on him.

"Say," Adrian speaks up, "I got that Morniel didn't like it, but what did you think of that fight, Moore?"

Morniel sits on his bed, eyes closed and deep in prayer.

[Nephrite]

"I think the correct term is 'necessary evil,'" Moore says as he sits on the edge of his much larger than necessary bed, swinging his legs.

"It's funny, I think most people would be appalled that a celestial and other people associated with good and holy things would ever condone such a massacre of individuals. However, since being with Aurora, I've had the opportunity to visit a variety of different planes and meet so many people that I think I have a much better perspective than most when it comes to this kind of thing." He gestures out back towards the way they came from.

"The people here live to fight. They see fighting and battle as a means to an end, a way to communicate, a way to resolve disputes... fighting is their version of communication. Who are we to judge the manner in which others conduct their lives?" He says with a smile. "Basically, my point is that we gave them exactly what they wanted, I'm sure the deities of Ysgard would agree with that."

[Anastasia]

"Aptly said," Morniel speaks up, opening his eyes. "Violence is merely communication in Ysgard. Yet, we are to judge because we have seen something better," Morniel says, looking up. "I have seen the light of Chronias. Even from afar, it is enough to tell me this is not the true path."

"Chronias, huh?" Adrian lies back, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm looking up, but I see Selune more. She's been good to us."

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles at Morniel and then chuckles. "There are all sorts of lights to follow, some of them a little more blinding than others, I've found. Maybe if we have some fortune, those valkyries will decide to learn a few things from Aurora. Could you imagine Misalea or Mirima trying to teach them the Graceful Blow style?" He starts to laugh a little at that. "I bet they'd get into constant fights with Dana, too."

[Anastasia]

Adrian laughs quietly.

"Yes," Morniel says, "But there is only one true path to follow. It is imperative to remember that as well."

[Nephrite]

Moore rubs his chin at that. "You know, not to turn this into a theological debate on the merits of one path versus another, but I think pursuing a path of good nature and good actions is more important than anything else. Maybe there's  some way to balance the truth of Chronias with Titania's endless dreaming, you know? What if those places end up converging into the same place?"

[Anastasia]

"That makes you sound like an angel, not an archon," Morniel says, with the gentlest reproach in his voice.

[Nephrite]

Moore grins at that. "A pixie angel, huh? Does that even work...?" He rubs his chin thoughtfully. "I actually wonder what Queen Titania even thinks of me at this point. She's probably amused that I managed to find myself a guest of Celestia at all. Maybe I'll ask her someday."

[Anastasia]

Do me a favor and make a Listen check.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 46

[Anastasia]

"Someday," Adrian agrees, as the conversation begins to stall out.

Going to do anything here or just rest?

[Nephrite]

Just rest.

[Anastasia]

Make a Will save for me.