Mother

[Corwin]

Taking 10 for 155 (divine insight, improvisation)

[Anastasia]

It looks to be a divine working, nothing less. An eternal flame that will burn anything. A raw expression of power, a flame beyond any mortal creation. Only a deity could create this.

You could do similar things in your own ways, you have goldenfire after all.

[Corwin]

If Goldenfire is the Fire of Creation, Seira wonders, what was the First Sultan's flame?

[Anastasia]

Perhaps a worthy question to ponder. Zaaman Rul regards it as well.

It is a beautiful fire, born from a wretched hand.

[Corwin]

I like the blue accents in particular, the sign of a truly hot natural flame.

[Anastasia]

A color that reminds me of the cold.

'Ah Seira, I see you've chosen to take in culture,' Akil bin Faheem's voice whispers into your mind.

[Corwin]

I've asked Zaaman Rul to help me understand the Crimson Firebrand better, Seira responds to Akil.

[Anastasia]

'Oh really? A worthy endeavor, but you can do so much better than Zaaman Rul,' Is the answer.

[Corwin]

I suppose short of the man himself, someone who followed him all along would be the most knowledgeable, Seira agrees. Are you volunteering your time and services?

[Anastasia]

'I cordially invite you to the City of Brass,' Akil bin Faheem declares.

[Corwin]

So Akil just invited us to Brass. Do you want to go?

[Anastasia]

To boldly walk into Akil's trap?

Or he's desperate enough to court our aid.

[Corwin]

With my family and friends supporting me, I'd boldly go anywhere~

[Anastasia]

To be that courageous is no small thing.

[Corwin]

In that case, we'll happily accept that invitation! Seira responds to Akil bin Faheem, and extends her hands to Zaaman Rul and Amaryl.

"I'll take us to the gates and we can enjoy the sights along the way," she says, preparing to teleport them.