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Mio edges near the two with their super secret private conversation. Eventually she chimes in, "If I were to get an orb, would I sorta-attune to it, since the red one says I'm sorta many of them?"

"Well, there's one way to try that."

To Red: Do you think you would attune to Mio if I gave you to her?

"Well, one way to find out..."

Masoom hands the Red orb over to Mio.

Upon grabbing the orb, it sits in Mio's hands for a few moments, and then merges into Mio on its own.

( Can rp Mio's perspective in pm, skype, or where ever )

After absorbing the red orb, Mio stands still, with a blank expression on her face. A few minutes later, she begins moving again.


Mio: Mio blinks a couple of times then shutters. "I.... I think I recalled something...." she says the same tone as always.

Masoom: "Mhm?" *eagerly*


Mio: "A place with two moons..." she shakes her head, "Also... I was not... me..."

Masoom: "Who were you?"

Mio: "I.. don't know... It was my memory though, apperently..."

Mio: "I... was on fire... then drowned..."

Mio: "... almost drowned."

Masoom: "On fire from what?"

Mio: "Some... explosion."

Masoom: "From the sky?"

Mio: She shrugs, "I don't know. I was near to it though, and it threw me into the water... I guess that is better then the ground."

Mio: "The red orb agrees that the other color orbs might know more."

Mio: "I... don't know if it is helpful..."

Masoom: "It could be."

Masoom: "Did you hear about the vision we got when delving into Vela's past?"

Mio: Mio attempts to give the orb back.

Masoom: Masoom takes it.

Mio: "No.. you did not tell me."


Red: not email, pm...

Masoom: "Well, we ended up on the moon surrounded by elementals. They warned us of a shadowy presence... then we saw Rasha."


Masoom: "He saw us see him."

Masoom: "And then a star exploded, covered us all in fire, and we melted rather painfully!"

Masoom: Masoom grins.

Masoom: "Quite similar to the second moon exploding vision Emmy showed us."

Masoom: "Now that I think about it..."


Mio: "There were 2 moons after whatever blew up."

Mio: She frowns, "Oh also... um... there is this one other thing..." she says looking a bit nervously.

Masoom: "Yes?"

Mio: "The red orb said I resonated those colors right?"

Masoom: "Yes."

Mio: "He also said.. he found another resonation... that was off."

Masoom: "How so?'


Mio: "He didn't say. And he speaks in colors, so perhaps it wasn't a color,."

Mio: "I don't think he really knows."

Masoom: Masoom hrms.

Red: *both of you hear the red orbs voice*

Red: "As I think about it, I believe it was still a color"

Red: "Or related to one"

Red: "It might be a case of being aligned too closely with me, but it still felt a bit off"

Mio: "See? He doesn't know."

Mio: "It is just wierd."

Red: "And I still wonder how you ended up like this"

Masoom: Masoom tries to analyze it himself. (Arcana +21 roll.)

Masoom: "Noticed anything else unusual about her, Red?"

Red: "When I was within her, I got the sense somone had something to do with your nature"


Red: "Care to elaborate?"

Mio: "I was made..." she says a bit sadly.

Masoom: Masoom explains the notes they got from the Church database about her creator, and how they were all censored by Zephyr.

Red: "I can't help but wonder how he knows so much. Or how he even mad you" (to mio)

Red: "It seems he knew our forms, and how to partially replicate us"

Masoom: "He made Emmy too, several millenia ago. According to her, anyway."

Red: "My memories are blocked, it feels like I should know"

Masoom: "Perhaps I could jog them?"

Mio: Mio frowns, "I... kinda hope they are my memories."

Mio: "It would be rather sad if even my past wasn't me."

Red: "I believe they were still your own"

Mio: "I do like the me now better then the me in that memory though."

Masoom: "How come?"

Mio: "In that memory I was all... wierd. I can turn into a fish and such now, and protect myself from explosions and such."

Masoom: "Weird as in... mind showing me?"

Mio: Mio concentrates for a moment, then shudders and attempts to telpathy a breif... what she saw of when she was trying to swim. Cause she can only change into tiny critters and all.


Red: *Masoom gets the sense of a gooey, partially immaterial, vaguely humanoid form. But doesn't get a clear view of what it fully looked like*

Red: *partially translucent, partially glowing*

Masoom: Masoom hrms.

Mio: "I don't like that. I would rather be a kitten."

Masoom: "It'd be kind of neat."

Masoom: "But then I'm weird anyway."

Masoom: Masoom grins and looks down at his glowing skin.

Mio: "Being a kitten?"

Masoom: "Being humanoid goo."

Mio: She frowns, "Luckly I am not that."

Mio: She looks away, then looks back, "Is that information useful to you guys at all?"

Red: "I would suggest you eventually take a look at the other orbs"

Masoom: Masoom nods.

Masoom: "It will be, eventually. Another piece in the puzzle."

Red: "It may take a few attempts to get them to do anything" *towards mio*

Mio: "It is just... rather... unplesent. I thought I was going to die. I would not want to actually die as well...."

Masoom: "You won't."

Masoom: Masoom grins.

Masoom: "We actually died in our vision. We got better."

Mio: "That is the thing... that is... scary."

Mio: She shudders.

Masoom: Masoom frowns sympathically.

Masoom: "Yeah, it was... bad."

Mio: "I did run away from... everything...because I didn't want to die..."

Masoom: "Was there anything you could've done?"

Mio: "In the vision? I.. tried to but I was paniced."

Masoom: "So Red's previous self overrode your own emotions."

Masoom: Masoom nods.

Mio: "That was not him."

Mio: "At least... he said it was not him."

Masoom: "So who was it, Red? Another person's memories? Or an earlier you?"

Masoom: Masoom looks down at the Red orb... well, where he would be if he wasn't inside Masoom.

Red: "It wasn't me she saw or felt"

Red: "I believe it was her own distant memories"

Masoom: Masoom pauses a moment, then nods.

Mio: "I... don't think I am an orb though."

Masoom: "Aha, so every orb might give her more of her ancestor's memories?"

Red: "It may go both ways"

Masoom: Masoom nods.

Mio: "And it might not be ancester."

Masoom: "Actually, Mio, what he means is a previous version of yourself. According to Emmy, every soul on the world has been reincarnated several times."

Masoom: "So you're looking at yourself in another life."

Mio: "Ah. I just... Don't reacl ever not looking like I am..."

Masoom: "I don't remember anything from back then, either."

Masoom: Masoom shrugs.

Mio: "So I am likely missing something."

Masoom: "It would be interesting if I did, though."

Masoom: To Red: "Hmm... how -would- I see my past self, anyway?"

Red: "Practice"

Red: "The memories of the past can be buried to different degrees for different people"

Red: "Some will dream the past with no effort. Others may require years"

Red: "I felt the attempts of many as I lay beneath Capua"

Masoom: "Attempts?"

Red: "The idea of looking at past lives seemed to have became popular when I began feeling many Lemurians in the city"

Red: "I beliieve they took the idea of learning about past lives from them"

Masoom: "You think looking into my past would be useful in the 'we need to stop Zephyr now' sense?"

Red: It depends on what you find, and when you find it"

Masoom: Masoom sighs and looks at Mio.

Masoom: "Well... I say it's your call. Learning as much from the orbs as we can would be useful, perhaps vital, but I'm not sure how many explosive memories you can take a day."

Mio: "I... don't mind if it's helpful... Since we are trying to stop lots of people from dieing... I just would.. perhaps not want to do it if it were not helpful."

Masoom: Masoom nods.

Masoom: "Yeah, it's a lot to dive into..."

Masoom: "Thanks Mio."

Mio: "Though.. if you think you used to look like that, perhaps I really was your sister."

Masoom: Masoom shrugs.

Masoom: "Perhaps!"

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The base of Kerberos body lays motionless in the shallow water. But as you gathered your bearings after the emergency landing, one of Kerberos wings raises into the air, magic pulses through it and you see it regenerating. Luckily, the rate of regeneration doesn't seem too great, but its hard to predict when Kerberos could be back up. Hours? Days? The rest of the body hasn't yet started to move.

Rhea calls out. "The main engine seems undamaged, but an external part seems to have snapped. Repairs should be a matter of replacing the part, and I know they're available in Cyrene, but I don't think I can fix it out here. Tau and Sigma modes should still be working" (meaning, sailed by the power of a mage, or sailed by a beacon tower)

"I know there is a narrow band of beacon towers on the coast around here, but I don't know if we're in range yet."

The comm orb goes off, you hear general Xenias. "Captain Masoom, are you alright, whats your status? Can your ship still move?"

Masoom gets on the comm, "General Xenias, no fatalities on our end, but the ritual snapped and a vital external part is damaged. We can still sail, but we won't be flying until it's repaired.

"What's the fleet status? Crew's status? Need any help with the rescue efforts?

"We'll contact Lord Serath in the meantime, tell him what happened and ask him to send over some mages to analyze Kerberos and slow down her regeneration."

"We're already aware of the situation" you hear Lord Sereth's voice over the comm orb

Lady Sanudo responds. "What is the status of your weapons?"

Xenophon joins in. "We need more information. If we had brought along more mages, we could better gauge its current condition."

Follwed by Xenias again. "As for the crew, it seems a good portion managed to abanon ship safely, and used there magic to glide to shore or shallow water. I'll send corsairs in to find anyone who may have fallen into deeper water"

Inspecting your cannons, you find them to be still functional, but with the power flow of the ship disrupted, it will be more difficult , and require more effort and contributions on your own part, to charge.

Nashira walks out the middle of deck, and yells out. "Now what?"

"Well? Are we going to find that Cahir guy? Return to 'base'? To Cyrene? Wander around aimlessly until something comes to us? Ask other people and do what we're told?"

Josh pauses and stops himself from saying something overly rude.

"We should still find Cehir. We should also figure out a way to finish the ritual that stops everyone from dying... but only if we find the time for it."

"Finding Cahir sounds like the best lead we have right now, as long as we're not walking into an ambush."

(That's all I'll contribute to the discussion; going to be gone for this next session, so it's Verity, Josh, and Mio's decision.)

The ship's comm crackles to life.

"This is Masoom, calling in. I was checking out a hunch on Sibyl, the maid we met. She's a former artificer that studied arcane kinematics, the flow of magical energy between different objects. She's noticed the sigils correspond to an increase in magical power flow; however, properly tapping into them will require research and training. She could also help maintain the Phoenix and provide some insight on the Church's research into spiritual energy. She's eager to join us to help out Rhea; she's aware of the risks and has accepted them. Permission to bring her aboard?"

You feel pain and your vision goes blurry
Then, you get the feelings as though your floating
And down below, you spot your body

You see additional allies fall and Zephyr stand back up.

Masoom: "I... this is my fault."
Rumbling is heard.

Masoom: "Wait, why am I looking down at myself like this?"
You see the Phoenix move in from above. It's diving down towards the fight, its close range frontal cannon charged.

Masoom: "Wait, is she going to...? I hope she has a way to get us out of this, but..."
As it begins to charge, you feel a teleportation effect trigger.

Masoom: "...She modified the wards, didn't she?"
Masoom grins.
The other party members vanish, both standing and down.

Masoom: "She did!"
Your body is gone too, but your still floating
Masoom laughs heartily.
Masoom pauses a moment and looks around.

Masoom: "Well, this is... interesting."
The cannon fires. The blast is massive, and pulverizes the ground. Templar Kallistos quickly reacts, by powering a powerful barrier. Despite the barrier, the templar are still blasted to the ground, struggling to stay in one piece. The barrier begins to crack. Zephyr however, stands tall, unflinching, undamaged.

Masoom: "Those Templar... more powerful than I suspected. And grouped here. We can't beat them in a fair fight, unless..."
Masoom ponders.

Masoom: "Hmm... interesting."
The barrier looks at the brink of shattering. Then, a magic circle appears on the ground

Masoom: "Hmm, what's this..."
Masoom looks over the magic circle.
Another teleportation field activates, and the templar, and Zephyr are whisked away. Your view of the ground is completely obscured by the explosion.
Masoom frowns at that.

Masoom: "It's strange, isn't it, Red?"
Red: "You're looking at the wrong thing"

Masoom: "Hm?"
You note the voice is comming from above
Masoom looks above him.
You look up and see a cloud of red, a bit above you

Masoom: "What's-"
Red: "Black hurt him, badly. Yet when he called to his own orb, he recovered completely"

Masoom: "How much of White's power did that take? I heard something about weakening his own soul..."
Red: "The power was shared, but white is more capable"

Masoom: "White is more capable?"
Red: "It seems white has avoided wear and tear that Zephyr has faced"
Red: "Its obvious now, as long as he as white, and integrates with its power, your not bringing Zephyr down"

Masoom: "Any ideas?"
Red: "And because the two match, he can draw more power from white, then you could from me"
Red: "The two are parts of the same whole"

Masoom: "So Zephyr's the mortal shell, while White's the immortal part?
Masoom tries to comprehend.
Red: "The body is mortal, but the now separate souls aged at different rates"
Red: "White is the better presereved it seems"
Red: "But the details won't help. You need white gone, or no longer helping"
Red: "Either persuade it to stop, or force it to"
Red: "Maybe, do the same to it, as he did to us"
Red: "Zephyr knew a way to silence me, and prevent me from doing anything while you fought"
Red: "Maybe the same can be done to him"

Masoom: "...Black's ritual, perhaps?"
Red: "Maybe"

Masoom: "Well, before we take Zephyr, we need to take out the Templars."
Red: "Possibly all at once. They may not split up again"
Your vision begins to fade.

Masoom: "But to do... that..."
And everything goes black.

Masoom groans a moment, blinking.
You wake up to find yourself on merely a mattress.
The room is otherwise empty.
No one else is sharing the room or waiting for you.

Masoom: "That's... weird..."

Masoom: "Red, you still there?"
Red: "Ponies..."

Masoom: "Snap out of it!" *mental slap*
Red: "Huh?"
Red: "If I had a head, I'd think that's what's hurting"

Masoom: "I don't know, you were speaking just fine right after I went down..."
Red: "I was? Oh yea..that"
Red: "I think"

Masoom: "What happened there?"
Red: "You're not far now."
Red: "And apparently not dead."

Masoom: "Luckily..."
Masoom sighs and frowns.

Masoom: "I went down too fast. If Mandriva hadn't jurryrigged something... we'd be dead."

Masoom: "I went down while I was the lynchpin for our escape."
Masoom frowns. He obviously feels guilty about taking that risk.
No windows, possibly basement level. You hear footsteps somewhere down the halls.
Masoom carefully peeks out the door.
They condinue to get closer and then you see Mandriva pass by.

Masoom: "Mandriva."

Mandriva: "Hmm? Oh you're awake"
Masoom nods and frowns.

Masoom: "Modification of the Phoenix wards?"

Mandriva: "A few adjustments."
Masoom nods.

Masoom: "Ingenious. And it saved the world. Or at least delayed armageddon."

Mandriva: "Luckily, the flyers did not counter attack"

Mandriva: "One looked quite exhausted, the other triggered an escape for the rest"

Masoom: "You could've always tried ramming them."
Masoom grins.

Masoom: "I'm not sure what would happen if you ran an airship into a Templar, but I imagine the result would be exciting."

Mandriva: "Oh yea, ramming a single, small, agile flyer with a giant airship"
Masoom shrugs.

Masoom: "Approach them from the right angle and you might surprise them."

Masoom: "Still... those Templar. We need a way to weaken them."
Masoom pauses a moment.

Masoom: "How are the others? Who else survived?"

Mandriva: "Everyone else was like you."

Mandriva: "A few were awake at first, but quickly passed out"
Masoom frowns.

Masoom: "Are we still in the Manor?"

Mandriva: "Basement levels."
Masoom nods.

Mandriva: "That explosion I made caused quite a bit of damage."

Mandriva: "And left a crater."

Masoom: "Yeah, impressive."

Masoom: "Lord Sereth? Lady Certa? Sirius?"

Mandriva: "When you've gathered your energy, you should speak with him"

Mandriva: "He claims he's captured a prisoner."

Mandriva: "Certa left here before the attack."

Masoom: "With Sirius?"

Mandriva: "Sereth did not mention him, or ask about his status."
Mandriva: "So I assume he knows where he is."
Masoom nods and frowns.

Masoom: "Sibyl?"

Mandriva: "Still on the ship."
Masoom breathes a sigh of relief.

Masoom: "Vega?"

Mandriva: "I didn't see her before, but, when I triggered the teleportation, she appeared next to everyone else"

Mandriva: "It seems Rhea made a modification to include her sometime earlier"
Masoom breathes a sigh of relief.

Masoom: "So... we really didn't lose anyone."

Masoom: "Well... don't know how many staff died in the attack, but at least we didn't lose anyone that could help end the world."

Mandriva: "It did look like they cast something on the girls though"
Masoom frowns and nods.

Masoom: "We'll have to analyze it. Well, someone will."

Mandriva: "Remember that new ritual you found that you thought could stop Zephyr's plan from working on them?"
Mandriva: "From the one you called Ruby"
Masoom nods.

Mandriva: "From a glance, it's been destroyed"
Mandriva: "And countered"
Masoom: "...What?"
Masoom swears like... well, a sailor.

Mandriva: "It means it no longer works, and you'll never get it cast again"

Masoom: "So we either figure out a new variant... or this is it."

Masoom: "That was... frak."

Mandriva: "If there is a new variant, I have no idea what it would be."

Masoom: "Neither do I yet."

Masoom: "Alright then... a minor question: any luck with the construct in your basement?"

Mandriva: "I have not even touched it since."
Masoom nods.

Masoom: "I bet it could tell us something about Zephyr but... too much else to focus on right now."

Masoom: "Very well. Thanks Mandriva. We all owe you a big one."

Mandriva: "I'll let you know when the others wake up."
Masoom nods.

Masoom: "Where's Lord Sereth at?"

Mandriva: "Upstairs, busy dealing with the aftermath."

Mandriva speaks up. "If your getting that dagger of mine, keep in mind what I said about it. Specifically that it reacts violently to any magic applied to it, so connect the dots if your plan is to teleport it here. If your careful, you could create a magicless pocket on your airship, would take about four days round trip."