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[cabot]

I do so enjoy having my interest piqued first thing in the morning.

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[cabot]

Dastardly simple, really. But they were only produced by gods under very specific sorts of circumstances... after all, usually if a god wanted to speak to someone, they'd merely do so. It implies that the god's power to communicate is limited somehow, and it acts as a way around that.

Maybe it's as basic as the impediments the Veil puts on their power.

[socialgraces]

Well then how did they get it here in the first place?

[cabot]

How does any artifact get here? Either it fell through, was brought through, or was sent through.

[socialgraces]

Well, I know that, I just meant... do you think any one of those options is more likely? I guess I just have no idea how much control a god would have over an artifact falling through, especially one of their making.

[valdrin]

When it comes to the gods? Only fools believe in coincidences.

[socialgraces]

I was afraid that's where this was going. Although I suppose it only makes sense. [ nat 20 wis check B) ]

One of the tiefling musicians, whose manager was in possession of the hourglass, is markedly of drow descent. As was the aasimar recently gunned down on live television. If this artifact is real, and can indeed surpass the restrictions of the Veil, it would certainly grant the associated deity quite the advantage, most especially against the other gods.

Is there any way to tell specifically which of the Dark Seldarine it belongs to, without turning it over? ... Well I guess it is already conveniently narrowed down to a choice few, given the distinct embellishments. [ her tone appropriately conveys just how not comforted she is by that ]

[cabot]

It's quite possible I could put it together, given access to the piece. Or a three dimensional model. There might even be secret engravings on it that will only display when activated or with the proper magical detection spells.

I don't suppose you have a guess on who it might have come from?

[socialgraces]

No. [ a beat ] But Luthir might. He mentioned something on the flight over about some sinister god-level power possibly wreaking havoc on Sir Fiore, but was afraid of violating her trust by saying any more.

[cabot]

That's remarkably chivalrous of him, but he does realize he might be putting the rest of your lives in peril by withholding important mission pertinent information, I take it?

[socialgraces]

[ omg all her dreams are coming true :') she can finally gossip about luthir's love life, even if now is probably not the best time ] I don't think he's in a very rational mindset right now.

[cabot]

[ wisdom check 19 ] Don't tell me.

[socialgraces]

[ he can probably hear her grinning through the phone when she responds ] Well I'm not one to gossip, but [ oh right, parts of this are actually incredibly depressing in terms of her current love life but... she'll just push that aside for now, clearing her throat and furtively lowering her voice ] I believe Luthir has a girlfriend.

[cabot]

It's not a tree, is it? [ v serious question ]

[socialgraces]

We booked adjacent hotel rooms. [ still a little disturbing, but she pauses for a second to let the implications in that sink in so she won't have to suffer alone anymore ] Trust me, she's not a tree.

[cabot]

And they're sharing a hotel room.

Do go on. Which one has better hair? I have a difficult time imagining he'd settle for second fiddle in that department.

[socialgraces]

[ there's no way she's going to be able to stop herself from laughing at that, sorry luthir 8( but she'll still feebly try to defend his honor through her amusement ] Stop. They're very much in love and I've never seen him so... affected.

[cabot]

Will we be invited to the wedding? [ nope, can't stop yet ]

[socialgraces]

Well, it was partly my influence that brought them together... so quickly, at least.

[cabot]

Well, if you were offering advice on attracting the opposite sex, I'm not surprised things escalated quickly.

[socialgraces]

It wasn't that kind of advice. [ omg stahp ...but please don't ] I merely told him to be honest about how he felt, as she had already made her intentions blatantly clear.

[cabot]

Honest. [ he repeats the word like the strange thing that it is to them both ] There seems to be an excess of that going around these days. Something in the water, perhaps.

[socialgraces]

[ well, if we're being honest... ]

I certainly understand the allure of it. The heightened sense of intimacy aroused by willingly exposing yourself to another, granting them access to your most private parts, and allowing them to deeply penetrate even your most basic of defenses. An unparalleled experience, to say the least. [ ahem. nat 20 (62) charm. ] Although such a descriptor almost begs to be refuted.

[cabot]

[ oh my god francesca, that... should be illegal. it's easy to hear the shift in his voice and gauge the effect she's having on his dick him. luckily he doesn't drive off the road or anything, because HE'S BEHIND THE WHEEL. IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY. ]

Oh? ... I think you're quite right, actually. And I never could back down from a challenge.

Speaking of... exposure, I may have even just picked up that gift you suggested, for you to wear, should you visit. I imagine you'll reveal plenty more of yourself, if we find occasion to get you into it. [ after a second: ] Or out again.

[socialgraces]

If?

[cabot]

When.

I take it that means you are coming. [ phrasing. :| ]