Glorious Home

[Nephrite]

"Yep, that's her." Moore agrees.

[Anastasia]

"She was here for a day or two," The guard says, licking his chops idly. "She said right away she was just visiting because she had to head to somewhere called the Citadel of Ten Thousand Pearls."

[Nephrite]

"Oh, really... interesting." Moore nods. "Thank you."

A turn to Xandra at that. "I have a feeling I'd be better served just casting a divination to find her, but I think there's good reason to follow in her footsteps, too."

[Anastasia]

"Or a telepathic message," Xandra agrees, "But there may be so. Finding two people who know exactly what we were looking for is rather suspect."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. With a gesture, he whisks them off to Water!

So, he doesn't want to just show up in the Citadel unannounced, and I'd like to think he learned a bit about politics with regards to the marid from before -- so is there a protocol here he ought to follow? He's also willing to fudge things a little because of his rank in Celestia, but otherwise would want to follow customs.

[Anastasia]

Have you ever been there before, first of all?

[Nephrite]

Isn't that where the Padisha resides? He's been there twice.

[Anastasia]

In that case, teleport there. They have officers who take care of this manner of thing.

[Nephrite]

Greater Plane Shifting to the Citadel then!

[Anastasia]

You appear in a room - above water, no water in here. A simple room with table and chairs, on one end a marid in a rich white jacket and pants sitting there. He looks up from a book, speaking in lightly accented Common. "Ah, return guests without an invitation. Who are you and what is your purpose in visiting the glorious throne of our great Padisha, a thousand blessings on her."

[Nephrite]

Moore offers a bow and switches his language to High Maridi. TL Note, I think this is the fancy aquan language? "My name is Moore, Duke of Songs of Celestia. I am here in search of a comrade named Jetina, also of Celestia, who I understand visited here some days ago."

A beat, before he speaks again. "If the Maharaja of the Oceans also happened to find it in her heart to see me while I was here, I would of course be indebted to her. If she is not, I would be happy to simply convey a message to the Pearl of the Sea."

[Anastasia]

"Ah, I see, I see," The marid says, voice placid, relaxed. "Before anything else, is this an official diplomatic visit?"

[Nephrite]

Moore taps his chin for a moment. "It is not, no. I would be happy to arrange for an official one, though."

[Anastasia]

"Then please wait here," The marid rises, exiting out of the room and leaving the two of you be.

Xandra sits, floating just above her chair.

[Nephrite]

"You're going to have to teach me that trick sometime, flying with my wings forever gets really tiresome." Moore says as he decides to take a seat himself. Like a normal person.