Gold rush

[Anastasia]

That gets a laugh, "A fucking dem-" A few words brought up short abruptly. A scowl on his face, deep.

[Nephrite]

Will I need to contact Queen Vlaakith myself about this or will you explain it to me now?

[Anastasia]

Hit me with that terrifying Diplo you do.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 155

[Anastasia]

"She is guilty of spying and theft," Is the answer, "She will be properly judged by Queen Vlaakith."

[Nephrite]

I would like to speak to her to confirm these accusations. I will not impede your destination if they prove to be true. Is this acceptable?

[Anastasia]

A growls before, "Fine." he says, peering over at you.

The other gith quietly murmur.

"That's Moore...?"

"I've heard of them...?"

"I hope she doesn't blast the ship and the other one doesn't heal us to death..."

"Aurora is bullshit..."

[Nephrite]

Wonderful!

He will wait for Xandra and Jetina to join him before he lands on the ship proper to wait to be escorted, or for Canderella to be shown to him.

[Anastasia]

The gith regards the three of you as you land. A brisk nod and he begins to lead you deeper on board the vast ship, towards one of the stairways going into the guts of the vessel.

As you do, "The succubus proved to be a powerful sorcerer, as some of them are. Proper precautions were taken to ensure she would not be any danger to us."

Jetina's gaze tightens slightly, and in words of power and a slight flare of her divine aura? Explain, now.

"You'll see." The gith's voice stays sour, but his posture is ramrod straight. "It was to protect my crew."

Canderella is a friend of Aurora, a friend myself and a friend of Moore. If you subjected her to barbarous treatment, there will be a reckoning.

Xandra sighs softly, "You'll see momentarily."

Down you go. Down three levels and into a dimly lit corridor, little fireless lights providing illumination. The doors here are all solid steel with only a tiny slit to see in. The third one on the right, "She's in here," is his answer.

[Nephrite]

Moore approaches it and opens the slit!

"Canderella?" Moore calls out to her.

K:A for 124 and Spellcraft for 119. Arcane Sight for the door / room / Canderella herself to see what's going on.

[Anastasia]

Canderella is against the back wall, slumped down. She wears a bloodied sack cloth tunic, long enough to keep her decent. Her face is puffy and bruised all over, eyes covered with a black blindfold. She opens her mouth to try and speak, but only sounds come out - no tongue. Her arms are chained to the wall, hands badly mangled and broken. Her legs are chained to the floor as well, one broken and both badly bruised and bloodied.

'M...moore...not having...great day...' Canderella manages, her mental voice sounding exhausted and far away.

The captain's voice is stiff, "Unavoidable precautions to prevent a powerful spellcaster from harming us further or escaping. Unpleasant but practical."

Jetina's gaze is rather arctic but she says not a word. At that, as if encouraged, the captain goes on.

"It's not even a loss - all we took was her tongue, and she has telepathy. She won't miss a beat." The captain goes right on.

[Nephrite]

Moore turns to the captain.

"Please open the door." Moore says. "I will assure you she will not cause harm to you or this ship." He says. "The three of us can cause more damage anyway. I intend to honor my word." He adds.

Take 10 for 155 on Diplomacy

[Anastasia]

The captain unlocks the door without comment and scoots well away.

[Nephrite]

Moore opens the door and steps in, over to Canderella and floats down to cast Heal on her, as well as a Miracle'd Regenerate.

He evokes his divine will to ensure they can't be monitored in case they have some sort of telepathic sensor.

'Please do not blow up the ship as much as we both want to. Tell me what happened.' He says to her mentally.

[Anastasia]

As Canderella's body begins to knit itself back together Jetina stays out with the captain, her gaze on him. Xandra follows you as...

'Stumbled on a ruined tower in the Astral, decided to salvage. Didn't get far in, there was still a lot of ambient magical energy active. Then they arrived as I was working on that, called me a thief and did something to active the tower, which discharged all of its energy in my direction. I survived but was in no shape to fight them.'