Onwards

[Anastasia]

"...What course are you destined for?" Old Lymosh says, "Outsiders are connected to their outer plane of origin. Think about that."

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles softly. "It's a bit of a story, I'll tell you sometime."

He clears his throat. "I think I understand, it's because they start to grow more in tune as part of Creation, right? It's the same as your swordsman, except in this case he's received a little bit of Creation to give back to."

[Anastasia]

Thus the old man is gone, leaving the three of you.

"Did you obtain what you wished, Moore?" Cresiel asks.

[Nephrite]

"Well, unless I go turn myself into an outsider — and don't get me wrong, I know how to do that — it seems like what I'm after is just going to take elbow grease as well as having Creation change with me. So, I have another piece of my path forward... that I have to follow through with."

A deep breath. "If there's one place I can think of where Creation and I are more in tune than anywhere it's Lifasa."

[Anastasia]

"I think that's the logical next step," Xandra agrees, "Lifasa bolsters you. I can think of no better place to advance forward and test this."

[Nephrite]

"For now, let's go have some pie." He says.

Return to Hopes Landing, have some pie.

Contact Tepen and see if he made any headway into preventing Spiritual Wounds with Moore's blood.

If he hasn't then Moore will go himself.

[Anastasia]

Okay, new thread time I think.