Brightwater investing (Moore, 89 days left)

[Anastasia]

The panther begins to loudly purr at your petting. "Good. I approve of you tribute." She rubs against your hand ever so slightly, as a small pouch appears on the ground. "Take that, it has our aid to Aurora within. Do not open it or look in it until you return to Aurora."

[Nephrite]

He didn't have his question answered! What the heck!

"Ah, you ask much of me, Lady Risdell." Moore says with another grin as he gives her a little extra scratch behind the ears. "I will make sure that in the days to come, Aurora remembers how to express joy and celebration as we prepare. Oh, I almost forgot..." He uses his free hand to put the things given to him by the celebrants down near her.

"These really belong to Brightwater, I think. If Lady Lliira would like me to take them and other offerings I will, but I feel guilty in doing so." He admits. "Regardless, her missive is clear and I will continue to do what I can."

[Anastasia]

The cat laughs - how a cat does that is anyone's guess. But she does, "Oh Moore, good choice," the cat purrs, "Not a drop of arrogance in you, letting your question go by the wayside and giving these over. Spread joy in general, Moore. Life is a celebration, give people reason to celebrate. Save Lifasa."

[Nephrite]

"You have my word. I know not what will happen when we face Bel, but..." He pauses for a moment in his scratching. "I will do it with hope in my heart. I'm sure that if we need hope at that time, it will be there." He scratches a little more after that. "It will be done, and when it is I will return and tell everyone in Brightwater the story."

[Anastasia]

"Agreement," Risdell says, "I look forward to the story." Her purrs slow and stop, "Now go, time is not on your side. Stop Hell before it is too late."

[Nephrite]

Moore will grab the bag offered and bow again. "If Ladies Lliira or Sharess need anything of me before the time comes, please do not hesitate to reach out." He smiles and bows once more for politeness.

He'll check on the ravage selling while he's here! After that he'll circle back to the people he promised he'd go back to if they still want to throw free money for Aurora at him.

[Anastasia]

Okay. Refresh me on the details there?

[Nephrite]

We had made the contract with the firm in Brightwater and Filbrez was more or less going to talk to a contact of his in Brightwater to get Ravages sold through them instead of us needing to always be there for it.

Here is the link referring to it.

[Anastasia]

You'd need to check on Filbrez in Aurora, do you want to do your other thing first or just double back afterwards?

[Nephrite]

He can just check with him after, it's no big deal. The only other thing he was really going to do was check to see if the newspaper got circulated at all.

[Anastasia]

Easy enough to check on - after all, as you fly down Brightwater proper, you see a gentleman in an outside cafe reading it - a tall, burly man, a warrior if you've ever seen one. A human with pale blue skin that looks oddly watery.

[Nephrite]

Huh. Part mercane, maybe? Maybe part... water? That'd be weird.

"Ah, reading some of the good news from Aurora?" Moore asks as he flies up.

[Anastasia]

The warrior wears light leather armors with a bit of chain mail reinforcement, as well as a chain cap. He's eating chicken in a white sauce, turning to look at you. "Yeah," he grunts, "Looks good. Devils could use it."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "I agree. I'm going to try and write more articles as we continue to fight the forces of Hell... I think our next issue will really liven some spirits up."

[Anastasia]

"Huh." The man gives you a look, blue eyes swishing about like a pool of water disturbed. "You wrote this?"