Labalyn's memorial

[Nephrite]

"Do you repent those sins?" Moore asks. "Do you regret what it is that brought you here? Do you wish to atone?"

[Anastasia]

'I don't remember,' Is the answer, 'I don't know.'

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "I understand. I'll ask this, then - do you want a life better than the one you have now? Even if it's unknown to you?"

[Anastasia]

'Anything is better than this,' The creature sends back.

[Nephrite]

"Do you know what you are?" Moore asks.

It's probably a challenge to actually sense the motive in someone mindtalking you, but take 10 for 80 nonetheless.

[Anastasia]

'Nothing. I am nothing.' Is the answer, plain.

He's told the truth in every word, at least as he understands it.

[Nephrite]

"Inside Creation, there are many creatures. You are known as a ultroloth, which is a demon from a place called the Abyss." Moore says. "Pretty much anything from the Abyss is evil. For whatever it's worth, I would say this prison is pretty evil too, if you want a point of reference."

A pause here. "However, I believe there is hope for all creatures. I believe anyone can be saved from their misdeeds of the past lives, if they are willing to change themselves for the better."

He stops himself again, but then continues.  "I know that you can't remember anything about yourself, your crimes, your past, or even your name - but I hope that looking at me now, you can believe that I am telling you the truth that I want to be able to help and save you from the fate that helped bring you here. You have no reason to trust me, I understand that, but I think you've been given a chance, if you choose to take it, to start over and believe in hope.  Do you think you can believe in that same hope?" He asks.

If I get anything factually wrong about ultroloths, let me know.

[Anastasia]

Ultroloths are daemons, who come from Hades and the other NE tinted planes. Demons are from the Abyss.

Yeah, the letter matters. Daemons are yugoloths, demons are tanar'ri.

[Nephrite]

Thank you, minor changes, but may as well make sure I get it right.

"Inside Creation, there are many creatures. You are known as a ultroloth, which is a daemon from a place called Hades.." Moore says. "Pretty much anything from the Hades is evil. For whatever it's worth, I would say this prison is pretty evil too, if you want a point of reference."

A pause here. "However, I believe there is hope for all creatures. I believe anyone can be saved from their misdeeds of the past lives, if they are willing to change themselves for the better."

He stops himself again, but then continues.  "I know that you can't remember anything about yourself, your crimes, your past, or even your name - but I hope that looking at me now, you can believe that I am telling you the truth that I want to be able to help and save you from the fate that helped bring you here. You have no reason to trust me, I understand that, but I think you've been given a chance, if you choose to take it, to start over and believe in hope.  Do you think you can believe in that same hope?" He asks.

[Anastasia]

'I'll believe. I hope that you'll free me,' Is the answer, plain and to the point. 'I have nothing else. The guards will come for me soon. I don't want to be one of them.'

[Nephrite]

"You probably won't be safe with us, but we will protect you, all right? You don't have to fight." Moore says.

Another invoking of his divine will will at least give him some simple clothing to wear.

He turns around to bend the rest of the bars so he can get out.

We've got another person joining our prison break. Don't be, uh... surprised about it when he comes out. He says to the others as he goes to come out.

[Anastasia]

Whatever he was before, the prison hasn't left any of it. I wouldn't be surprised if he's little more than a shell, like a mortal that falls into the Styx.

When you, Sylvie and finally the daemon emerge Seema shrinks back in Cresiel's arms, but a murmured word from the solar calms her.

Jetina smiles, "Don't worry about helping us if combat breaks out. Hold back and protect yourself and Seema - she's the lady Cresiel there's holding. I'm Jetina and that's Sylvie, and you've met Moore. The quiet archon there's Xandra."

Xandra looks on long at the yugoloth, before, "Welcome. We'll see to it you get your second chance."

The daemon is still once he emerges. 'What purpose do you have in this place?' he asks, softly so, in your mind's recesses. 'Those who stay find they can never leave. We must leave.'

[Nephrite]

"We are here to put an end to this place." Moore answers. "Trust in us and I promise we will see you safely free."

[Anastasia]

'I will follow, ' The daemon agrees, falling in step with you.

[Nephrite]

Will anyone believe this story he has to tell?

For now, he continues on.

Take 10 on Perception for 93.

[22:31] <Nephrite> roll 1d100
[22:31] <Penuche2> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 21 > [d100=21]

just in case.