Knowledge shall lead the...

[Corwin]

"That's alright, we'll get you the power to summon giant phallic symbols in the Beyond with your mind soon enough," Seira assures Donald, since this appears a matter quite important to him.

"I've yet to see any true difference myself. A change of perspective, yes, but no fresh and innovative ways to use my power so far. I suspect that will come later."

Glancing over at Sanzha, Seira asks, "Ready to go yourself, now? I expect there will be increased risk since I was a fully-fledged deity to start with, but I have faith in you."

[Anastasia]

"I am. Seira," Here Sanzha stops, "If this goes all wrong and needs must, make it quick and painless." She meets your gaze, eyes on your own.

[Corwin]

"If it goes bad, try to become stable," Seira tells her. "Your mind is the most important part. I'll fix everything else. I'm trusting in you, so trust me back and we'll pull through like we're meant to. Got it?"

[Anastasia]

A nod back in return, "Then excuse me while I prepare," she says simply. She steps out a moment as everyone rests and prepares, a chance to recover if you need it.

"It really was a giant-" Donald begins, now smiling right back.

"Which we will NEVER speak of," Amaryl says, with a heavy firmness.

[Corwin]

"We'll speak of it later, once it's just the two of us," Seira assures Donald in a stage whisper. "Oh, hey, did you have fun helping our Emily's friends?"

Let's do this! Node ho~

[Anastasia]

Sanzha emerges - bare. Donald coughs and politely looks away, but she shakes her head. "This is the least of my concerns now," she says, bluntly and frankly. "I'm ready."

[Corwin]

Seira opens a portal to the Beyond for all of them, and hugs Sanzha tightly before getting back to ensure her safety.

[Anastasia]

Again.

Again it is empty and quiet.

Again it is nothing at all.

Again the white emptiness stretches forever and ever and ever.

"Surround Sanzha," Amaryl calls, "Eyes open, be ready for anything!"

[Corwin]

Seira drifts to a safe distance, observing everything for miles.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+26 (+3 see text, +3 Antenora, +7 Sylvie, +5 book) mitigating factors: Already been a deity, also some soul experience with madalani, calling it a +3 circumstance for her
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 42 > [d20=16]

It begins. Sanzha focuses inward, silent as no calamity comes. All of you stay at the ready, stay prepared. As you do, tense all the while?

> roll 1d100
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 92 > [d100=92]
> roll 1d100 sub tables!
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 21 > [d100=21]

It suddenly comes - light. Absolute light, overwhelming light. A moment of it, a flash of it coming forth. An echo, a blur of images, a taste that is Sylvie, understood without knowing. A moment of it as it echos past, on and forever and gone, and yet here in that one brilliant moment.

Will saves, Seira, Amaryl and Kascha.

[Corwin]

21:09 <Seira> roll 1d20+69
21:09 <Penuche> Seira invokes Penuche's magic: < 74 > [d20=5]

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+41 Amaryl
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 56 > [d20=15]
> roll 1d20+41 Kascha
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 42 > [d20=1]

Ow.

Kascha cries out in pain as the wave passes, stumbling back. Her left arm is gone, blood pouring freely as she clutches the stump at her shoulder with her hand. "Help!" She manages to choke out.

210 damage.

[Corwin]

"Donald, Elle, cover this gap," Seira tells them as she abandons her post and appears by Kascha's side. A thought stems the flow of blood and another gives Kascha's immune system a boost, and time to work.

Regeneration, Heal, Superior Vigor. So that's 150hp recovered right away, fast healing 8/round to regain the rest, and regeneration to reform her arm.

[Anastasia]

"Got it!" Donald agrees as Elle follows, Kascha's pained cries fading. "Thank you," she breathes out, arm reforming. "Was that Sylvie?"

[Corwin]

"Just an echo," Seira responds, squeezing Kascha's shoulder. "Spread out again, keep Sanzha safe at all costs as she fights!"