Emancipation

[Anastasia]

This one...resists. A resistance, nothing to you, but you can feel it nonetheless. This ghostly figure is red and more substantial, glaring at you as it forms. "How dare you?" he asks.

[Corwin]

"How dare I what?" Seira asks him curiously, even as she pays attention to the wife's reactions as well.

[Anastasia]

The wife's expression turns into a dead, tight look, nothing but open disgust.

"How dare you wake me?" he challenges, "Leave me be!"

[Corwin]

"Are you some kind of vampire or lich, content to sleep forever?" Seira scoffs. "What's so good about wallowing in your suffering like an angsty teenager?"

[Anastasia]

Trying to particularly intimidate here or use godly presence?

[Corwin]

Not just yet, I figured that would come later if he keeps on ranting.

[Anastasia]

"Go to Hell," The man snarls back, "Let me rest!"

[Corwin]

Idiocy

Seira flashes her divine aura, telling him, Wake up, Rhogarn. You're not the first to encounter hardship. If you wish for final rest, I will grant it to you. Do you wish to give up and be no more?

[Anastasia]

Normally there's a save but he's not in a position to meaningfully resist due to his particular circumstances.

The soul freezes at your words - nothing comes out, but you shut him up completely. There's a pause, a long one of complete silence before, "I want to sleep and d-dream, but not like that." he finally says. "I'm tired of all of this. I'm tired of HER."

[Corwin]

I apologize for troubling you in this way, Seira speaks to Morwel, even as she weighs her choices, But I have come across the soul of a hero of old that has fallen to madness. Even now, all Rhogarn wishes is to sleep and dream. Would you take him within your dream, Queen Morwel? I cannot rehabilitate both he and his wife at the same time, given their mutual animosity, and I intend to focus on helping Bethany first. At the same time, I feel that continued imprisonment inside a gem is not conductive to his recovery, and an eternity as a slaad on Limbo would ill-reward him for his successes.

[Anastasia]

You are one of the saviors of Androlynne. I will do it for your sake, but he must accept willingly.


Come, Rhogarn. Come sleep and dream if you wish to.

The soul is silent, but his head droops and his eyes close. "I'm so tired..." Rhogarn murmurs aloud.

Free his soul, Seira.

[Corwin]

You had your heart in the right place once, and may one day find it anew. Go towards your dreams, Rhogarn.

Seira frees the soul, bowing her head in gratitude towards Queen Morwel. Her grateful feelings towards the queen are sent across clearly enough without a need to verbalize them.

[Anastasia]

The soul is gone, a ripple before it heads to what awaits it.

The woman's soul is still at this, no reaction and yet the glare fades, leaving her inexpressive once more.

[Corwin]

Seira peers at the soul for a long moment. Bethany told her to do as she liked, had she? In that case....

The soul is reincarnated into a female star elf!

Since you have nothing better to do, you'll be coming home to the Cauldron with us, Seira informs us. Unless you have an objection, of course?

[Anastasia]

"Aaaah!" A cry as flesh forms and a soul is born into it, and...

Any preference on appearance or let it default to the norm for her?