Dragon power (Surraruthru, 89 days left)

[Iron Dragoon]

"Shortly, hopefully. I need to speak to Hope and Baleruk. Elena will likely be the one who will let you know. Thank you for your help."
Hope next.

[Anastasia]

Hope is a bit outside of Aurora, basking in the sunlight of Aurora. Crystal is with him, using a cloth to polish and shine his scales. She applies a cream to his scales, off white and smelling of summer rains, and uses it to make his scales virtually glow.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru eyes the cream and makes a mental note of it for later.

"Hope. Crystal. I have an experiment I would like your help with. I'm trying to make a memory transfer array for a tree cutting from Lifasa, to make it retain the memories of Lifasa as it was. The hope is that it can be transplanted into a ley line nexus and serve as a template for the natural energy of Lifasa to restore itself."

[Anastasia]

"Oh?" Crystal turns as she works her cloth on Hope's scales, "This sounds promising. Will it work? I am not familiar with this level of sorcery."

Hope shines under Crystal's efforts, shiny and beautiful.

[Iron Dragoon]

"The theory is fairly sound. The memory crystals I used before going after Secretus function similarly, and are what I'm basing it off of. I've never heard if doing it to an entire world, however. I suppose we'll find out."

[Anastasia]

"I suppose we will," Crystal agrees.

Anyone else?

[Iron Dragoon]

Baleruk I suppose.

[Anastasia]

You find Baleruk on his hoard. His head is bowed in deep thought, all the colors of the rainbow swirling around his head in erratic patterns.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Greetings Baleruk. I've come to ask you to help with a project to restore Lifasa."

Surraruthru idly studies the effect, trying to determine if it's magic or something else.

[Anastasia]

"Speak," Baleruk invites, voice rumbling throughout the cavern.

[Iron Dragoon]

"I've gotten a cutting of a dryad tree from Lifasa. From before it was taken. I plan to use the memory crystals I have from fighting Secretus as a framework to let Lifasans implant their memories into the tree. Once we get control of Lifasa back, I plan to transplant the tree into a ley line nexus so the planet can use the memories as a template to restore itself. My hope is that the deities will support and speed this up in place of being forced to do whatever was done on Benfal. As our resident divine entity, I believe you can greatly help. I'd prefer to do it with my own power, but whatever happened on Benfal combined with our deadline means this needs to be done quickly. I'm hoping it'll have the secondary effect of muffling what happened to the native Lifassians when Bel appeared from hitting us so hard again."

[Anastasia]

Diplo check, +3 bonus. Baleruk's the sort who would need one regardless since Baleruk.

[Iron Dragoon]

> roll 1d20+39+3 Diplo
<Rei-chan> IronDragoon rolled : 1d20+39+3 Diplo --> [ 1d20=6 ]{48}

[Anastasia]

Baleruk looms over you, watching you as you speak. He is stone still, silent, passive. When her replies it is after some silence afterwards.

"That. That is what I want. Passion! Claim it!" Baleruk bellows. "THE MIGHTY BALERUK SHALL DEIGN TO AID YOUR EFFORTS, SURRARUTHRU!"

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru chuckles. "I think that's where you and I miss each other. Magic is about will. Fire is about passion. My flame may not burn as bright as yours, but it will roll forward relentlessly and consume all. Elena, would you gather everyone who's agreed to help and have them meet us at the tree?"