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[Anastasia]

"If the inner self gives up, the outer self will follow," Xandra agrees, "Most of the cryptic warnings I've given others over my career are aimed to help with that. By giving enough to pique interest and stir the mind without revealing too much that may overwhelm or discourage, a hero can be born."

[Nephrite]

"...Why -did- you take that form, anyway?" Moore asks.

[Anastasia]

Xandra shifts, taking on her child form once more. "Because," her voice is childish, higher pitched, "Is not childhood a blessed thing, and from the mouths of babes can come great wisdom, not yet clouded by an adult's judgment."

[Nephrite]

"It's okay to admit you just like not being as intimidating." Moore says with a smile. "No, I understand. It's why I can get away with so much, I don't think many people take the fey seriously."

[Anastasia]

"Those who do not are fools," Xandra notes, "But few assign much threat to a mere pixie, until proven otherwise. Something that benefited Aurora more than once."

[Nephrite]

"Well, I think a lot of that was Hell in general, too." Moore says. "I noticed they tend to not respect anyone outside of their chain of command... which, you'd really think they'd have learned by now is pretty foolish. But I suppose that's just how they are down there."

Moore shrugs at that. "At any rate... I'm going to go see if I can find someone. Would you care to join me?"

[Anastasia]

"Yes," Xandra agrees, rising and transforming back in a moment.

Next move then?

[Nephrite]

He's going to go see if he can find Jetina.

[Anastasia]

Cool, how are you going about it?

[Nephrite]

Since she mentioned something about Raziel, he's basically just going to go up to Raziel's "section," (he can K:P this if you want) to see if she's there. Otherwise he'll just get guided by the Mystic Mountain.

[Anastasia]

You fly up to Mertion. Amid the wide, flat planes and platinum white sky, Xandra says, "If you seek a person here, head to Empyrea, for it is Raziel's capital," Xandra explains. From here the light of Chronias is even brighter, more intense. It shines like a star, ever glowing and ever radiating.

[Nephrite]

"It's hard to top an underwater library." Moore says as he flies along. "But yes, let's go there first and see what we can find out."

[Anastasia]

Roll 1d100.

[Nephrite]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d100 : 70, total 70[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

Appropriate.

Empyrea is by a vast, cold mountain lake. You can see ice floes in it, floating along the otherwise still surface. The city itself is white stone, glassy and glossy, polished to a mirror sheen everywhere. There are no walls to it, for dozens of celestial armies practice around it. Vastly more than you can count, training together as you fly above.