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Started by Anastasia, October 29, 2019, 10:13:49 PM

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Anastasia

What is the meaning of all magic, Moore?
<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

"Potential." Moore says without a moment of hesitation.

Anastasia

Tell me why you think that, Moore.
<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

"It can be anything that you can envision." Moore says, gesturing around at the colors. "Anything you can dream of to create, to do, to be - is ultimately, at its root, the potential of your own spirit and effort. In that same vein, magic is the application of that exact same willpower, that same potential, given a tangible form. I think anyone who believes that there are limitations to what magic can do simply don't think enough about applying their own potential to it."

Anastasia

<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 start to head down!

Anastasia

You fly down with Xandra to the towers below. Atop one of them you see her - Mystra sits on thin air, as if she awaits you to join her. Your gaze is drawn to her, inevitable.
<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 continue to fly down, though his approach will slow slightly out of respect as he gets close!

Anastasia

Mystra sits on thin air, as if that is entirely normal. "Moore, approach," she calls. "You as well, Xandra."
<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'd kneel, but I admit that's more of a challenge than I'd care to try." He says, though he does offer a deep bow before he flies closer. "Thank you for making the time to see me."

Anastasia

"Thank you, Lady Mystra," Xandra bows as well, once she stands on the roof.

"You have sought an audience with me. What council do you seek?" Mystra asks.
<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 have two questions, though they both lead to a similar place." Moore explains. "I have devised a spell that I wished to ensure was safe to use, as it is... a bit unorthodox, even for me." A small smile breaks out after that. "...Ah, excuse me."

He clears his throat. "It is a spell, similar to that of Commune, but it combines facets of Bibliotheca Arcana. The premise is that it puts you into contact with the source of knowledge in Creation, much like Commune puts you in contact with your deity, or Bibliotheca Arcana connects you to the idea of a library. I don't know if you've already seen the notes I have penned on it, but if you have not..." He takes out some parchment. "I... well, I do not wish to bore you with the details of why, but if you wish to know why I'm even pursuing this, I'm happy to share it."

Anastasia

A mere glance and Mystra says, "I have read them," she agrees. "Very well, tell me why you seek such a path."
<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

A deep breath here.

"I have to save Sylvie. She should never have been bound to the same fate as 21, for good or for ill." He says. "Her son, as you probably know, was given some power by her through 21 before she vanished. From her son, some research has been produced, that I have been working on in tandem with Lady Seira to complete. I know that it creates a portal to somewhere that's between Creation and the Beyond -- and I'm positive that's where she is. Why she's there... how she got there... I know it's because of 21, and I know that if we can get there, we can rescue her and 21 as well. I have sought libraries across every bit of Creation, even going so far as to consult with people who have long since been dead, and I continue to strive to complete this research."

Here he pauses for a moment, a sad smile on his face that slowly grows into a full and complete one after a moment. "This recent sojourn is another step, into both this spell's potential as well as the potential to help others in ways only imagined of."

Anastasia

"The spell you seek is possible, as your notes say. However, bear in mind a spell such Contact Other Plane. Commune is safeguarded, with an entity who has an interest in shielding the mind of the spellcaster." Here Mystra gestures at the sky, "To touch such raw magic unfettered is not a safe thing. In the form of a spell it can be shaped, but to touch it directly for knowledge will be hazardous. You understand this already."
<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?