The first peaceful day

[Anastasia]

You go further down this passage, the carvings stopping as it becomes unworked stone once more, though the aqueduct continues. Ahead it slopes uphill - and the water runs uphill, as if this is the most normal thing imaginable.

[Nephrite]

Moore continues up and ahead!

[Anastasia]

Up you go - a brisk flight uphill, until the waters reach a flat plane again and flow on...and then come to a massive drop, the waters plunging down them, farther than you can see.

[Nephrite]

"What in the world..." Moore says. He admires the serenity of all of it and then flies over to start flying down!

[Anastasia]

There's just one problem - the moment you're over the gap, you're falling. It's like your wings won't work at all!

You can try to grab the ledge. If you do, make a ref save. You can also try any single action such as a spell, if you think it could help here.

[Nephrite]

Moore will simply let himself fall for now! He's still in Mount Celestia... no matter what, he has complete faith that he's safe!

[Anastasia]

You plummet down and down and down. How long you couldn't say - until you suddenly land. You land unharmed, besides what looks to be a serene blue pool, the waters the color of waves in the most perfect day of your memories.  Despite water flowing down into it, the surface is completely still and unchanging.

[Nephrite]

Is this... it?

He pulls himself up and flies over to the pool!

Spellcraft for 86 and K:A for 106 to see if the pool is ~magical~!

[Anastasia]

The pool is indeed magical. It radiates with tremendous power, beyond your ability to grasp fully.

This may well be it, or something close to it.

[Nephrite]

Moore will kneel before it and cup his hands to drink some if the water — likely not mentally prepared for what will happen but trusting in the wisdom to have shown him thus far!

[Anastasia]

Wis check.

[Nephrite]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+21 : 15 + 21, total 36[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

You feel lulled and at peace here.

Honored Duke.

[Nephrite]

If there's anywhere he can meditate... it will be here.

He gets comfortable and closes his eyes.

A true name.

His true name.

This, he ponders.

[Anastasia]

You feel yourself floating, drifting.

You're rather thirsty.