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Started by Anastasia, December 01, 2020, 09:27:11 AM

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Anastasia

Your return is without incident. Once home and safe, "If Mystra's preparing for war," Sylvie says without preamble, "She's been shaken. Badly."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Something must have happened. If she wanted us to know then she would have told us." He says. "I had put it off but it's probably time for us to finish our business with the seed in Elysium."

Anastasia

"We'll need its power," Kaja agrees, "Do you have a plan?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Sylvie, did 21 give you any insight there by chance?" He asks. "If not, I'm just going to ask Mask directly."

Anastasia

"Nothing that helpful," Is Sylvie's answer, "I didn't put him as a serious subject considering I had many other things to look into."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore nods. "A moment." He says.

Lord Mask, please forgive this sudden introduction. My name is Moore, of Celestia.

If possible, may I come visit? I wish to speak to you of some matters.

Anastasia

<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Well that's... odd." Moore says. "No reply. Maybe we should just try going over...?"

Anastasia

"I just tried too," Kaja says, "No response."

"Well, he does oversee secrets," Sylvie opines, "It may be harder to get in touch with him than that, anyway."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"You're right." Moore says.

Do any of my Knowledges at 120 (Religion at 123) give me any insight here? If there's a process to get to his realm or anything?

Anastasia

As you recall, it is said that Mask lairs in the Plane of Shadow, though he has holdings in the Lower Planes as well, particularly the ones dominated by yugoloths. All you have to do to meet him is go to his realm there and find him.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"Who's up for some hunting for a Lord of Secrets?" Moore asks.

I think we're still fine to go with Sylvie and Kaja here, unless they object for some reason.

Anastasia

"We could," Sylvie says, "But Moore,"S he holds up a finger. "What plane is his lair on?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"I mean, you already know." He says. "But it's not like Mask serves Shar or anything. We can't just... not go, to get the answers we need from him about this."

Anastasia

"Then we send at least avatars or something expendable in case Shar attacks because we went dallying into her plane of greatest strength," Sylvie says, "Rather than risk fates worse than death. For all we know, she's suborned Mask or he isn't even there right now."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?