Elemental Movements

[Anastasia]

When you return back, you see a faint golden glow remains around your fortress. Like a bit of sunshine haze, beautiful and lingering in the air.

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles to himself, then at Xandra as he proceeds onward.

"It must've been quite a spectacle for the people who were here." Moore says as he flies back inside.

[Anastasia]

Within is Grias and Cresiel, as well as seven angels. Trumpet archons one and all, cast as if from silver and mithral. As one they speak, "We are Maliel and we shall protect your fortress, Duke Moore."

Cresiel nods slightly to you, "Welcome home," he calls, while Grias just shakes and bobs in the air, murmuring, "Oh my, oh dear..." over and over again.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 on K:P (or maybe K:L if that's appropriate?) for 105 (87 for K:L) for Maliel since, um, this seems important.

Moore raises a hand, casting a quick spell so all can hear him!

Carrying Voice for theatrics.

"Let it be henceforth known that from this day, this fortress is known as Hope's Landing! May all who dwell in it be forever protected by the light of Chronias and the wisdom of Mount Celestia!" Moore shouts.


He then clears his throat and dismisses his spell so he can talk normally.

"As you can imagine, we had a bit of an eventful time. What news of the efreet operations?" Moore asks.

[Anastasia]

Maliel is a celestial who normally resides deep in Solania. Little is known of them, save that they follow the Sevenfold Path, a doctrine established by Pistis Sophia.

Your words echo from horizon to horizon, loud and grand. Grias bobs even faster as Cresiel bows to you, "Hope's Landing," he says, then, "Let us go speak of it inside."

[Nephrite]

Moore offers a bow to the trumpet archons. "Thank you for your service."

He then nods to Cresiel. "Let us."

[Anastasia]

Once inside the meeting room, "Overall, our activities were a success," Cresiel declares, "While not all raids were victorious, by and large the forces of Celestia and the Cauldron achieved our tactical goals in the operation." Standing at a wind, looking out it towards the light, "Though the efreet launched reprisals even before our first assaults were done, so they clearly expected some manner of attack."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "I'm glad to hear that. They must've known something was going to happen, either through their spies or divinations. Have we been asked to participate in any further operations for the time being?"

[Anastasia]

"I suspect with previous actions, it may have merely been a contingency, but I know not the truth," Cresiel confesses, gaze out at the light. "At the moment, we are to stay at readiness. While the efreet have not directly assaulted Celestia, they have attacked several weaker and softer targets across the planes to varying levels of success."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "Very well. So no gallivanting, it seems. Ah, as you... probably noticed, your mother does not need to come and defend us. However, if you wish to invite her nonetheless, you are welcome to do so."

[Anastasia]

Cresiel closes his eyes and breathes out slowly. "I invited her already. She will be a little while to get here, as Sune gave her a task to accomplish."

[Nephrite]

"Well, Kaja will be happy, then." Moore says. "Ah... while we're in a state of readiness, would you do me a favor and think on something for me? I tried to get some assistance in finding that Wheel I mentioned, but I can't make heads or tails of what I was told."

A pause before he continues, "'In places four, yet the soul of it is no more.' I tried again for clarification and was told 'Understand that the soul of it is no more, thus leading you to places four.'"

He sighs after that. "I'm sure it's something simple, but I haven't had a lot of time to try and puzzle it out."

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+9
<Rei-chan> Sunshine_Ko rolled : 1d20+9 --> [ 1d20=6 ]{15}

Cresiel is silent as you speak, "Four?" he murmurs, "In places four, yet the soul of it is no more. Understand that the soul of it is no more, thus leading you to places four. Was it an intelligent magical item, Moore? Did have a mind and soul?"

[Nephrite]

"I... hmm. I don't know." Moore admits. "It's entirely possible...  ...Oh!" Moore stops suddenly. "Oh, you mean that... Oh! Maybe the item itself is in four parts?"

[Anastasia]

"It could be," Cresiel says, "Four parts in four different places." He shakes his head, "Riddles and lore are ever opaque until we can bring the light of truth of them."