Finding the wheel

[Anastasia]

I get the weirdest typos sometimes.

"Inward, inward," Xandra says, "Take your time." She then closes the door, leaving you in pitch darkness.

[Nephrite]

"Inward it is." Moore says.

He moves over to sit down. There's no real point in closing his eyes, but... let's give this a shot.

Focus inward... what he's learned within.

What he's learned about the voice, what he's learned about himself... his friends, his allies, his enemies...


He created a blade of grass before... could he create a way to find the Wheel...?

[Anastasia]

Give me a Wis check.

[Nephrite]

[13:17] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+6+15 (+greater improv) wis check
[13:17] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+6+15 (+greater improv) wis check --> [ 1d20=2 ]{23}

[Anastasia]

You meditate for a time in the darkness. Nothing really happens during it - you focus but can't seem to really come to anything.

[Nephrite]

Darkness can't exist without light.

He decides to close his eyes after all and think.

He's been shown so many paths, but ultimately, he has to walk his own path, not someone else's. In order to do that, he must learn from his experiences -- both positive and negative...


Another breath. Inward.

Inward...

Inward.

[Anastasia]

Wis again.

[Nephrite]

[13:49] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+6+15 (+greater improv) wis check
[13:49] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+6+15 (+greater improv) wis check --> [ 1d20=13 ]{34}

[Anastasia]

Moore meditates, lost in his own mind and thoughts. He focuses inward, feeling and feeling and feeling. He feels something, a memory, something. He remembers the light, remember the voice, remembers. Memories of it flutter through his mind, cascading endlessly throughout his awareness.

[Nephrite]

He agreed that however he got There, it didn't matter anymore.

Whoever he was before his time There is gone, now.

Nonetheless, he may need to face those memories -- to face what he's forgotten he's remembered.


Inward.


Inward is the only path forward.

[Anastasia]

Wis again, +1 bonus.

[Nephrite]

[14:24] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+6+15+1 (+greater improv) wis check
[14:24] <Kobot> Nephrite rolled 1d20+6+15+1 (+greater improv) wis check --> [ 1d20=11 ]{33}

[Anastasia]

Your mind wanders in the dark - ah! Light! The door opens, Xandra looking in. "Come," she invites, "Close your eyes and come to me."

[Nephrite]

"Easier said than done, but..." Moore shuts his eyes and stands up, tentatively flying in her direction.

[Anastasia]

Xandra's strong hands grasp you as you get close, darkness coming even more as a hand goes over your eyes. "Relax. Simply relax and keep your eyes closed. It won't be long."