Contact

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa nods.

"Agreed. Though I'll have to put some work into a spell to work to counter things like this. I already have an idea of what to build from."

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles. "You'll have to let me know what you come up with."

He sits back to let Alyssa collect what she needs from Jetina!

[Anastasia]

Getting a blood sample is easy enough, though it requires some persistence. Jetina's flesh knits back together at the slightest injury, restoring itself before your eyes. Nonetheless you get a vial of blood after some fiddling.

"Please use this responsibly," Jetina says, "I've been told by others not to give blood  because it can be used against me, but all circumstances considered I'm willing to trust you with it."

[Nephrite]

"Jetina, I can make my way to Empyrea with the transpiration provided. If you want to go see what they're doing with it, you have an invitation." Moore says with a smile.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Well, the one assisting me on this is Professor Tinsel of Queen Morwel's court. He's her librarian, I believe. The two of us and the subject will be the only ones present."

[Anastasia]

"Thank you, but no," Jetina says, "It's my responsibility to tend to Moore. Another time."

[Nephrite]

"Please let us know if you have success, then." Moore says.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa nods.

"I look forward to the next lesson! Thank you for your help with this."

I don't really have anything more here.

[Anastasia]

Okay, new topic incoming, Iddy.

Once they're gone, Jetina shakes her head, "Really," she says flatly, "Moore! Take your situation seriously!"

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles at Jetina. "I wouldn't be me if I wasn't painfully cheery."

[Anastasia]

Jetina ever so slowly exhales, "Yes, but sending the HEALER away when you're...you're..." she takes another long exhale, "Raziel, please," she murmurs. "Protect those who need it the most. Especially stubborn, cursed pixies."

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles. "You wouldn't be gone that long. Besides, you were just complaining the other day about not having something to do."

[Anastasia]

The look you get is flatter than the plains of Lifasa, Jetina's lips turning into a disapproving frown. "Yes, but not something that involves a curse from ORCUS on you! There's busy and then there's too busy. Don't be stupid."

[Nephrite]

His face becomes serious, his smile and optimism: gone.

"I am cognizant of how close we all came to being prisoners of Orcus for a long time, if not forever." Moore says. "It teaches us we should all take strides to get stronger and improve our defenses against things like that."

[Anastasia]

"Too close," Jetina agrees, "Any event where Lixer is the reason you escape alive should spur the deepest soul searching."

A hand to her hair, gently going through it. "I read about Thanatos, Orcus's realm, while you were asleep. It's said that he has an entire hall filled with the undead made from heroes he's slain, and that each has the soul of the hero within, twisted by Orcus's evil. Or the realm of Everlost, Orcus's city and seat in Thanatos."