Moore around Aurora (Moore; 84 days left)

[Nephrite]

Moore clears his throat.

"Velasca, correct?" Moore calls out. Once he has some modicum of her attention, he will continue. "My name is Moore. This is Ebony." He nods in Ebony's direction. "I'd be surprised if you'd heard of me but would suspect her name was probably cursed out somewhere along the lines. I'd like to speak to you about a few things ...ah, to be clear, I don't wish to ask you further information about where your fellows are hiding out, nor am I here to promise you anything to get out of your arrangement." He says, as if laying ground rules.

[Anastasia]

"Then what do you want?" Velasca says, to the point.

[Nephrite]

"You made a choice, some time ago, to throw your world into the depths of Hell for a promise of power." Moore says, stating an obvious fact. "I would presume you regret this decision... but I want to know if you have any regret because you've lost, or you have regret because you realize you fell?"

[Anastasia]

Ebony stays back during all of this, merely listening.

"Hell is weak. I realizethat now, far too late. I thought Hell gave me the power to rule, to make my own destiny. I was wrong." Velasca says, not turning from the fires.

[Nephrite]

"Then what is it you plan to do with the rest of your life? Do you intend to wallow in your regret, or do something with it?" Moore asks. It isn't even so much a question -- his voice seems to have a lick of authority in it.

[Anastasia]

Diplo that.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 106. Expending Divine Insight here.

[Anastasia]

"I don't know. I have but a century," Velasca ruminates softly.

[Nephrite]

"As I said, I can't promise you anything." Moore reminds her. "Even so, I want you to consider this for a moment: You have an opportunity to lift yourself up from Hell's clutches and atone for your sins. To find a way to unshackle yourself and find a new path of wisdom. Don't you think that's a better course for yourself than living in fear for the next hundred years?"

[Anastasia]

"Even if one accepts it, others won't, "Velasca says, "What's the point when the fate is the same?"

[Nephrite]

"That's what they taught you to think, isn't it?" He asks, a small frown on his face. "They taught you that even if you ever did manage to go outside their boundaries, that you were just tied to another fate and that you had no control over yourself. I'm sorry." He shakes his head. "That was a lie. Hell tells many of them, through either obfuscation or omission. Your life -- your own fate is up to you. You control where your destiny leads you. No one can take that from you anymore."

[Anastasia]

Gimme another Diplo check.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 91 this time.

[Anastasia]

"Then how do I save myself from one avenger or another? If not Afina, another will come for me," Velasca says, plainly.

[Nephrite]

"Well, most of us rely on our allies in times of need." Moore says. "It isn't considered a weakness for people with similar beliefs to band together. It's... worked out rather well, I think." Moore gestures around.

"Of course, not everyone has a mobile demi-plane, I realize. Anyway, I'll turn that question around on you: How do you think Antenora managed?" He asks, plainly in response.