The assault on Salty Pier

[Anastasia]

"No," he shakes his head, "But I still thank you for saving everyone there. Raquiel awaits you, please follow me."

[Nephrite]

Moore can't help but smile and offer a nod. "I'm glad to have been a positive impact there. Of course, by all means."

He will follow along!

[Anastasia]

Up the stairs, up and up. Into light, into radiance. Light seems to come from all - and within that light is a woman. Surrounded by the light., radiant with it. It's hard to make out her features, but you can see golden armor.

"Moore," she greets, a room atop the stairs, features hard to make out. "Welcome, champion of the Lost Realm and protector of Lifasa."

[Nephrite]

"Lady Raquiel." Moore says with a smile -- a nostalgic one, for some reason.

No, he knows the reason. Of course.

He gestures to Jetina as well and nods to her. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for taking the time."

[Anastasia]

"Likewise..." Jetina looks at her long, "You're...you're from there, aren't you?"

Authority Raquiel smiles right back, the same sort of wistful look as you perhaps wear. "No, but as the Authority of Rebirth, I have some influence there. Is it not a place of rebirth?"

[Nephrite]

"Do you determine who is... mm, is the right term 'selected,'?" Moore asks.

[Anastasia]

"No," she says, smiling. Warmth fills you, a gentle kindness that emanates from her, a feeling you sense merely looking over her. You feel rested already, refreshed, renewed. "That is left to the powers and deities to sponsor those that feel deserve a second chance."

"Then I never saw you or your influence?" Jetina asks.

"You did not. You were true born to the Lost Realm, your soul on its first chance and not in need of my services." Now, Raquiel's gaze travels from Jetina to you, "Congratulations on your rank, Moore."

[Nephrite]

Moore takes a breath, as if he just woke up from a long nap and smiles with a nod. "I've made a lot of mistakes on my way, and will likely continue to do so. I like to think the 'old' me would've managed to make it the same way, but... that Moore died."

He takes a breath in and out. "Whatever those circumstances were, or however long I stayed there... ultimately, it gave me an opportunity and I'm glad to have been given it. So, to whatever I owe you thanks, thank you." He says. He clears his throat afterwards. "It's funny, I think a long time ago I would've tried to bombard you with questions about the place... but I think I'm confident in what I've accomplished since then to just be happy that we all made it through as a group."

[Anastasia]

"You've been reborn and stand on your own," The Authority concurs, turning to walk, walk ahead to another stair winding up, of woven gold and stone. "You have my congratulations on that as well." She walks slowly, hands behind her back.

[Nephrite]

"I couldn't have done it without people around me." Moore says as he follows along with her. "One is a powerful number, but it stands by itself."

[Anastasia]

"A good piece of wisdom," The Authority concurs. As you walk the stairs, up and up a golden tower, shining with light, "I don't have any plan for this, I just wanted to meet you," she confesses. "Our duties may bring us in contact in the future. A personal touch helps so much with that."

[Nephrite]

"It's good to meet your neighbors." Moore says with a warm smile. "You and yours are always welcome to visit as well, and if you ever have matters that you'd like me to investigate, please don't hesitate. Oh... I do have a question." He smiles sheepishly at this. "The paintings? Do they show different things?"

[Anastasia]

Pausing as a landing is in sight, the top of the stairs ahead, "Yes, they do." A faint smile is discerned amid the light, "Especially if you're from the Lost Realm."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "I suppose it's only natural. I'll have to come back to experience them on my own time."

[Anastasia]

From here you walk to the top. The highest tower, a view of everything below. The beach is far below here, the view excellent. You can see the dark seas around Celestia stretching far and to the horizon and beyond.

Authority Raquiel sits on the edge here, looking out over the oceans beyond. "It's a monumental time. From one great task to another, hm?"