Finding the wheel

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles and nods. "May I ask you another question? Does the pursuit of being able to retain anathemic knowledge start from within, as well?"

[Anastasia]

"It starts from within and reaches out," Pistis Sophia raises a hand up, as if grasping to the radiance above.

Chronias continues to shed its light silently.

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles as he looks upward. "Be not blinded by the light of truth, or something like that." He takes in a breath. "Thank you. You and yours are always welcome at Hope's Landing, Lady Ascetic."

[Anastasia]

"You are always welcome to walk here, Moore. Let the nature of Solania enlighten you." Pistis Sophia bids, "Return back whence you came, your friends await you.:

[Nephrite]

"Thank you." Moore says and offers a bow.

He turns to head back!

[Anastasia]

Sure enough, you find them waiting below.

"Moore!" Jetina calls, "So who got your attention, you just vanished in the mists!"

[Nephrite]

"Pistis Sophia." Moore says. "We can go back, now. I'll tell you who came to visit us once we're home."

[Anastasia]

As you begin to fly, "You can tell you're the leader," Kaja calls back as he flies down and ahead, "You're the one who gets the important meetings!"

[Nephrite]

"Well of course, I named the fortress, after all." Moore says with a laugh. "You know, you can always go visit Bahamut's Palace on your own, Kaja. I didn't just meet all of these people because they came to me, originally."

[Anastasia]

"Oh, I've heard Bahamut's Palace has entire rooms made wholly of gold," Jetina agrees, "Why don't you go visit?" She comes over and nudges him slightly, "I'm sure you'd love it."

"Actually," Cresiel speaks up, "Dragons can eat gold and minerals. Why decorate with food?"

[Nephrite]

"A truly cultural question." Moore affirms. "There are some people who just like to make food that looks appealing to the eye. I imagine it might have some root in that."

[Anastasia]

Kaja bares his teeth, a low growl coming from him. "You don't understand, you're not a dragon."

Cresiel merely nods solemnly, "I concede the point. I do not understand. Hm. Perhaps mother will like a table of rock candy? She is rather fond of it. She does so enjoy gifts I give her."

Jetina starts snickering loudly at that, a hand covering her mouth.

Xandra merely keeps flying ahead, though as she hurries along, you catch a smile of her own.

After saying something rather uncomplimentary in draconic, "Perhaps you will and learn something from it, Cresiel."

[Nephrite]

Moore laughs a bit as they continue along. "We all have our idiosyncrasies and quirks. It's what makes us unique."

[Anastasia]

"Really though, where ever would you get a table of rock candy?" Jetina wonders aloud, "Surely no one makes such things."

"Actually," Cresiel says, "There is a business in Brightwater that makes such things, for those seeking to imitate legendary eladrin homes made entirely of sweets. Whimsical things of bard's tales, though I know at least a few exist." His tone is utterly serious as he continues to descend. "A childhood friend once took me. It was unique eating my fork after the rest of the meal."

[Nephrite]

"Really? That's interesting." Moore says. "But you could make something with magic, I'm sure. Maybe some sort of candy-mancy...?"