Hidden truths

[Anastasia]

Erathaol's gaze is on him as well, and with a gulp after he said those words and realized, "You can't-"

"I can." Erathaol says, the perfect image of calm. "A spell to read your mind and lay out every sin you've ever committed and record that in a book."

"You're welcome, by the way," Sylvie adds to that, a pointed look at the member of the Hebdomad.

"A copy of the spell will be provided to you," Erathaol concurs, "As thanks for the inspiration."

[Nephrite]

Moore claps his hands together. "Wonderful. I'm glad we've come to such a wonderful agreement." He says with a bright and cheerful smile that certainly belies the fear that's going through all of them right now.

'I'm done with this one, I think, if any of you have anything you'd like to ask you're welcome to, but I was going to move onto his friends.' Moore says to the others present.

[Anastasia]

Erathaol merely look at him and the monster is gone. 'I have other questions to be asked of him, but they need not interrupt,' Erathaol sends to you, 'Continue.'

[Nephrite]

"Rillea, wasn't it?" Moore says as he turns to her.

"Same story? Were you a willing participant in all of this or did Monoxious simply beat you into serving him?" He asks.

[Anastasia]

Her gaze is darker, cowed, "Willing." She answers succinctly.

[Nephrite]

"Do you think he's going to welcome you all back?" Moore asks. There's no hostility in his voice - no intent of antagonization. "I'm not trying to scare you into submission, If we release you all and he's just going to try and kill you for failure it doesn't make a lot of sense, you know?"

[Anastasia]

Rillea's look is less than amused, but she doesn't argue with you about it, either.

[Nephrite]

"Yeah, I thought so." Moore says. "Anyway, let's begin. I'm sure you know I've got some questions for you."

He clears his throat.

I've got one more question from this casting, so let's invoke the spell and then I can recast it as needed.

[Anastasia]

Ask her, "If you don't want to talk, we can move you along to the Authority of Wardens, can't we?"

[Nephrite]

"Actually, if you don't want to talk to us, we can move you along to the Authority of Wardens, if you'd prefer?" He asks.

Perhaps they have some history?

While she answers that, he recasts the spell behind a veil of divine secrecy!

[Anastasia]

A freeze, a hard one. Sylvie smiles faintly as Rillea growls, "What do you want?"

[Nephrite]

May as well strike while the iron is hot with this one and not squander it.

He will invoke it again to ask another question, six left after this.

[Anastasia]

"I want answers, so tell us the truth, if you'd be so kind." Is the question you get.

[Nephrite]

Interesting phrasing - he decides he may as well keep it himself and not try and spin it.

"I want answers, so tell us the truth, if you'd be so kind." Moore says with a bright smile. He's not asking anything specific with that, but maybe something about the phrase will get her to say something like her compatriot did...?

[Anastasia]

A darkening scowl, "Fuck you!" She approaches you, "How do you know that? How are you working with him? I won't go back to Phlegethos!"