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The first peaceful day

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

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Nephrite

Moore follows suit. "Did you hear about that, or can you just tell?" Moore asks.

Anastasia

"Cresiel told me," Old Lymosh says, "Your time's limited, so speak of what you need."
<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

"I would like to learn how to make something anathemic knowledge." Moore says. "I've discovered something that I would like to pass to someone, but in order to keep everyone safe, it has to be shrouded the same way Cantasa Alexandria is."

Anastasia

"There is magic to do it," Old Lymosh says, right to the point. "For you it would be easy to learn the principles and make your own version of the spell."
<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 nods. "Is it something you can teach me?"

Anastasia

"Not with the time you have, but the seeds of the magic are not difficult," Old Lymosh says, as you see the brick house again, your feet traveling fast and well. "There are those in Dweomerheart who will teach you, more when they see you have overcome anathemic knolwedge. The will want to know how, however."
<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

"Is it safe to tell them?" He asks as they journey on.

Anastasia

"If you tell the right person," Old Lymosh says, "Someone who cares only for knowledge and has a righteous heart."
<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

"I understand." Moore says. "Do you think I could ever meet her?"

Anastasia

"Her?" Old Lymosh asks, curiously.
<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

"Cantasa Alexandria." Moore clarifies.

Anastasia

"Pray that you do!" Old Lymosh declares,  "There is no greater honor than seeing her open the Gate for 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

"Well, I mean... I did... sort of..." He says with a lopsided smile. "But, I meant if it would be possible to actually go there and visit. I know she's likely not the type that ever sees visitors, but... well, you understand that it's a bit of a special circumstance."

Anastasia

Old Lymosh doesn't pause, but he turns. His gaze is on you, on you a long time.

"No," he finally says, "Another has marked 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 blinks, but somehow he doesn't look that surprised.

"Do you mean the Master of the Illuminated Heaven?" Moore asks.