The full wheel

[Anastasia]

A deep inclination of his head. "Thank you."

"So what I want to know is that was Syllen an enemy you dealt with or converted, or did you merely happen to know him?" Sylvie asks, taking a seat herself.

A bite to eat his banana slice before, "A friend. A distant one, but one that fortune had us cross paths many times."

[Nephrite]

Moore sits as well. "Considering your station, I don't have any reservations telling you what I know." He explains. "As I said in my letter, I came across one of Syllen's pieces off of an Unseelie named Majanal during the war with the efreet." He says. "That led to this and that and trying to find the other pieces. I was... eventually approached by Shar who said she holds his soul in one of her ... awful places." He says.

He clears his throat. "I intend to rescue his soul from there someday soon."

He decides to leave it there for now and will continue on afterwards.

[Anastasia]

A contemplation, an apple slice picked up and then dropped.

"I always feared he'd come to some end like that," Crimzar says, "That daring and brave fool."

"There's few winners when Shar's involved," Sylvie agrees in a heavy voice, "I'm sorry."

[Nephrite]

"When I'm able to recover his soul, depending on what he wants to do... I'll let you know." Moore promises. "But to the matter at hand - the reason I was able to find your name was because of something called the Malechorian Sphere... would you be willing to share what you know of it with me?"

[Anastasia]

 "There's little good it will do you now - it's gone beyond recovery," Crimzar goes on, banishing the tray of snacks with a wave of his hand. "But if it pleases the deity who went so far to meet me, I'll tell you about it."

[Nephrite]

"I'd like to hear about it." Moore says with a smile. A glance over at Sylvie before he looks back. "We have a habit of recovering the unrecoverable, anyway. There's always hope!"

[Anastasia]

"We found it in the personal effects of a fey who delved into daemon summoning," Crimzar explains, "It was only notable because we couldn't decipher what it did, in spite of being magical."

"A mystery entices as much as gold," Sylvie points out, "Especially for us, we're the ones who are supposed to be beyond mysteries."

[Nephrite]

"Agreed." Moore says. "Was it... an accident, then, that you both managed to enchant Syllen's gear with that enhancing property, or did you eventually figure out how it worked?" He asks.

[Anastasia]

"Mostly an accident," Crimzar admits, "We tried all sorts of things and finally settled on using it as a focus in the creation of magical items."

[Nephrite]

"Interesting. So what happened to it, then?" He asks.

[Anastasia]

"We destroyed it in the end, it had drawbacks," Crimzar says, "Ironically enough, its means of destruction was to be throw into an Eye of Shar."

[Nephrite]

"...Huh." Moore says with a bit of a sigh. "Do you have any record of how it worked at all?"

[Anastasia]

"I have some notes," He takes a folded set of papers out, "Here."

[Nephrite]

Moore will take a look and show Sylvie as well.

K:A for 119, Spellcraft for 114.

[Anastasia]

It looks to be various notes and observations, dense and considerable. It'll take some time to work through it.

Do you want to do that now?