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The first peaceful day

Started by Anastasia, July 22, 2019, 10:13:11 PM

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Nephrite

Take 10 for 91. Cresiel would also have Afina's Perfect sight if he wants to look too.

Anastasia

No need.

Moore happens to look to his side. It is coming at you - a dragon white as new fallen snow, flying towards you at a steady pace. A dragon is one thing, but a white dragon is a little more unusual.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

If a white dragon managed to make it into Celestia and isn't simply getting stopped by something else, it has a reason to be here.

Moore stops and turns, offering a raise of his hand in greeting towards it.

...Shouldn't he be more surprised by this, though? Somehow, he's not...

Anastasia

Cresiel is at your side, shield ready but his weapon is not.

"Peace," The dragon calls in draconic, "In the name of the Draco Paladin. I come with a message from Bahamut."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Please, I am ready to hear it." Moore says, responding in draconic himself.

Anastasia

"Bahamut is pleased with what you have done and what you have offered him," The dragon declares, "He wishes to inquire into how your holdings prosper."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore blinks, then he looks at Cresiel, then back to the dragon. "...Sorry, just to clarify... he wants to know how we're doing?"

Anastasia

Cresiel merely holds his ground with the faintest nod.

"Yes," The dragon says, "In so many words, yes."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Things proceed well." Moore says. "Though we are always on the lookout for ways to better ourselves, or strike at the wicked. ...Perhaps that's too generic, but..." A small smile afterwards. "It's the simplest description to answer your question, I think."

Anastasia

"It also says what you need," The dragon says, "My purpose is fulfilled." He begins to fly off, "Bahamut's will shall find you."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore waves the dragon off.

"It seems a bit strange to me to communicate that way." Moore says. "Dragons."

As if that word explains it all. He proceeds onwards.

Anastasia

Cresiel does not comment, merely following you instead. From here your trip is unremarkable enough, your passage a familiar one.

Okay, just going to ask/look around for your book?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite


Anastasia

Good news is that you quickly find record of it. The bad news? The book is 'sealed' and will require authorization to obtain.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore will go find someone who can grant that authorization or explain why it's sealed!