Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150123171346/@comment-32663439-20150129055215

Datadragon Odahviing wrote: (Lucina does not know Anna or Fanari? They drank with her at the party!)

"Yes. I agree. When there is a diseased limb on a tree, we must cut it out to heal the tree. If only one limb is free of disease, we make a cutting to regrow the tree, killing the original" said Siris.

"Power is a corruption, unless it is unused. I'm sorry, Lucina, I must be boring you" said Siris.

Horus, Annalyse and Krienulokuun spammed magicka flares at the immobilized enemy, getting ready to ward when the gravity well ended.

(Dang, DoTA gank!) (Oh shizer I forgot about that. Pretend I didn't say she didn't know them.)

Lucina shook her head, saying "No you're not, I understand completely. I know what you mean. Another reason I moved in with you instead of staying with my family was the sense of self righteousness that encompasses my parents, especially my mom. She's considered pretty powerful compared to others, and I guess that it goes to her head. In a sense her power has corrupted her, to a point where she sees herself above just about everyone, save my dad." Lucina sighed. "I...I love my mother. She's treated me well enough throughout my childhood. But she's probably the most annoying and difficult person I've ever met in my whole life. And I think a large piece of that stubborn difficulty is her power."

Geistlig smiled, and guided Aspin inside of the greathall. He led her down a corridor to an engraved door. In here, the rumble of thunder was dulled to a steady purr. He opened the door, showing Aspin a large room with a comfortable looking bed, a fireplace, a desk, some comfy chairs, and various other things. On one side of the room, there was a shelf that seemed to display various magical knick-knacks, such as a crystal ball with a real miniature thunderstorm rumbling over a tiny mountain inside, a collection of rings engraved in a mysterious language, and a set of five small statues. The statues seemed to radiate strange magical auras. There was an agate levathian, an onyx tower, a dragon made of red stone, a giant of white marble, and a strange, sinister looking creature crafted of jade.

"You can stay here, if you wish to stay. It's the best quarters I can provide for you. I hope it will suffice." Despite Geistlig's humble attitude about the room, it was extremely nice; well furnished, well designed and well kept. He didn't tell her, but it was actually Geistlig's own room. He rarely slept anyway. He was only ever in there when he was doing paperwork, which was scattered across the desk. "If you wish it, I can have refreshments brought in. It's the least I can do for a fair stormstress such as you." An underscore of thunder gently rumbled through the building.

(I dunno if Viene is actually right through the door, but if Kar wants her to be, she can be. If not, well you're on your own, buddy.)

When Talion went through, he emerged in a hallway. They were facing a door. "When I scryed earlier, I sensed her in here. She should be right through that door."