Ahead lies...?

[Anastasia]

Luck is not with you - it's a scattering of tomes, but none terribly relevant to what you need. Alas.

[Nephrite]

That's about what we expected. Is there anything actually interesting in them? Maybe some legendary hidden treasure or something?!

[Anastasia]

No, just a scattering of various lore books, but nothing hugely interesting.

[Nephrite]

Moore will see to it that the books and scrolls are taken to Xiranthador where they can be cataloged and recorded as needed -- Grias can take care of that!

With that in mind, there's really only one place they haven't yet been... the Terminal Archives and this Abindos place.

But they have been gallivanting around a lot, so he'd best check in and make sure everything's all right at home!


So he's going to check in / up on Hope's Landing to make sure nothing weird has happened. Assuming not! It is time to head to Xiranthador to do research on Abindos to see if he can narrow down how to get there.

Abindos: A demiplane that is a repository of spirits who are said to know all lore. It's said to be lost somewhere in the Inner Planes, a demiplane with a mobile, drifting entrance.

[Anastasia]

You're due a realm update this weekend, I'm doing a bunch of those then. Just FYI.

You head home. You find Wood waiting for you just inside of the gate, staring at you intently.

[Nephrite]

"Oh, I know that look." Moore says. "Come on, let's go."

[Anastasia]

Wood leads you right inside. Sitting in one of the comfortable meeting rooms is an old man - weathered, wearing a robe and wizard's had. His clothing is old and patched. He pets Wood as the dog trots up, as you notice several canaries are on his shoulder. Your true seeing lets you see they are not canaries at all, but gold dragons that sing a beautiful song.

"Good dog," the man says, "Good dog."

[Nephrite]

"Lord Bahamut, I hope I did not keep you waiting overlong." Moore says, offering a bow as he approaches.

I don't think it's an unreasonable logical leap for him! He met Bahamut before, after all!

[Anastasia]

Yes.

"Your hope is well founded," Bahamut replies, "I have need of a message passed to Aurora, and our relations are not well. It would behoove this message if it is delivered by a trusted ally."

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles, almost apologetically.

"Thank you, Lord Bahamut." He says. "I would be happy to."

[Anastasia]

A sealed letter is produced, placed on the table. "You merely need to deliver it. There is no need to advocate for what is written within, save for the act of delivering it."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "It will be done." He says, simple and to the point.

[Anastasia]

"Thank you," Bahamut says, then stands, then is simply gone.

[Nephrite]

Moore wastes no time -- ...although, where is Aurora right now?

A simple sending should answer that!

'Hello, Morniel. I have something I need to deliver to Aurora with some urgency, is it currently located on Lifasa?'

[Anastasia]

'The Beastlands,' Morniel replies, 'By the River Oceanus.'