Labalyn's memorial

[Anastasia]

You open the gate and with a surge of relief, you can feel your avatar once more.

[Nephrite]

THIS time, he hands the seed off to his avatar through the gate before anything weird happens!!

"Now, what in the world were all of you even doing ... oh!"

He turns to Kaja and Xandra. "What happened to you both, are you okay?"

The avatar will check and see how many charges it has for whatever it's worth.

[Anastasia]

The seed has four charges. Go ahead and react to that.

[Nephrite]

Moore lets out a breath after his barrage of questions.

"Well, we have four to use, so... that means all of you, if you want it." He says.

[Nephrite]

There's a pause after he says that.

"Actually, we should probably leave and sort that out before anything." He says. "This place isn't going anywhere, and we can come right back. This is too important."

We can go back for now and sort out the seed first / Level 36 if that's happening.

[Anastasia]

Just a quick DM prep check: You're going to offer each of the 0s a seed charge?

[Nephrite]

Yes, if they're interested. It wouldn't do for Moore to elevate himself and leave any of them hanging.

[Anastasia]

Thus you quickly sequester yourself within Hope's Landing, shielded by the light of Chronias.

The divine seed sits between all of you, a precious thing regarded by all your companions.

Cresiel is solemn and stands before it, but does not touch it. Not yet.

Xandra is at the window, gaze at the endless light from above. Her sword is in trumpet form and held loosely in one hand.

Kaja sits and polishes his scimitars, focused on that and little else.

Jetina paces slowly, stealing glances at the seed regularly. Her brow is furrowed and her lips are tightly pressed together.

Sylvie floats in midair, sitting on nothing at all. She reclines back and after a little silence, "As someone on the other side of this, it's momentous but not worth this much thought. Xandra, you know you'll take it in the end because of what he said up there."

"That's not why I'm here," Xandra doesn't look back, but up instead. "I'm praying for the wisdom I need for this responsibility. I fear no soul has the wisdom needed amid us, but we must do what we can."

"I will not stop what I have begun," Cresiel says and lays his hand on the seed. In that moment he becomes more, no hesitation from him in the slightest. A sense of weight, a sense of duty, heavier than even the armor he wears.

[Nephrite]

"If it's something you all want to consider, to decide if this is the path you want to take, I would encourage you to do so." Moore says. "I can place the seed safely with Lord Zaphkiel or Lord Io to ensure its safety."

A nod and a smile to Cresiel. "It's a lot to find yourself with, but I think you'll catch on quickly. After we finish the matter in the First Prison, I intend to dedicate time to building up our actual group's followers, and that will take a lot of time."

A gesture to the others. "I think Sylvie is right, though, I would just go through with it. You can figure out the details later. No one will force you into a path you don't want to take, and you have a great deal more freedom to decide 'how' you want to handle things."

[Anastasia]

"We've already begun, there's no point stopping here," Jetina agrees at last, as she comes over. Xandra is behind her and one after another, both of them grow. They become more, vibrantly and overwhelmingly more. A pulse that redefines them, hyperdefines them.

Cresiel stands aside, expression stony and silent.

Xandra joins him, "I understand so much now," she murmurs at last, as Kaja rises.

"Then let's be done with it," he agrees, "And find out if any of us are worth a dragon's tooth at this."

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles.

"We've made it through so many things together already. Just imagine what we can all accomplish, working together." He says. "Let that hope for tomorrow drive all of us together and forward."

[Anastasia]

Another and another.

More as the seed crumbles away.

All four stand before you, remade and bolstered by the divine seed's power.

"Together," Jetina agrees, "There's...so much now."

[Nephrite]

"We have a lot to do." Moore says. "But before anything else, we're returning to the First Prison. I'm making it my first act as our new group of divinities to release all who are undeserving of punishment from that awful place."

[Anastasia]

At this Sylvie speaks up, "Do you know how tightly the Guardian sealed it up?"

[Nephrite]

"All he said was 'you'll need fortune.'" Moore says. "I mean, I don't imagine he changed it at all before he left, but we'll find out."