[X] Try talking
-[X] You are here to awaken and subsequently heal Great Maker. She should be ok with that, right?
--[X] Explain how Autochton is dying from regrets
-[X] Ask what would the conditions be for her to let us through
-[X] Offer to use Unity of the Closed Fist with him to explain more fully
You reach into your amulet, and take out a glowing gold vial. "We're here to awaken and subsequently heal the Great Maker. You want to save him, don't you?"
"Yes."
She raises her right hand- the one unadorned with the sword- and extends a finger at Ruvelia. Ligier takes a step in front of her, hands on the pommel of the Sword of the Yozi.
"You violate certainty to do so. Theion is no more, yet the Twin Stars of His Crown stand before us."
You nod. "Ruvelia is dead. We used the Well of Udr to reach into another universe and summon her. Ligier's price to repair the Great Maker was to see her again. He is here, without pretext and without vengeance, to help him."
The crimson iris shutters. Black lightning flickers along the blade. Sky is next to you, hand on the hilt of his sword. You can see Ray, still invisible, just outside of Viator's field of vision.
You've seen...a lot. You've talked with Traveler. Know about her. Perhaps...yes. Perhaps that is enough.
(Int+Investigation, 22 dice, 15 successes. EDM applies -6 to Viator's external penalties)
"So, this leads to a question," you say. You narrow your eyes and meet the baleful gaze.
"Do you want to save Autochthon, or not?"
(Perception+Investigation, 18 dice, 8 successes)
The iris dilates. It knows.
But she doesn't rage. She doesn't act out. Instead, the iris narrows to a single, glowing pinprick.
"Say it."
"You want to be restored to the Core. That's your price."
"The Great Maker strives to understand mortals. This drives him to alter himself. This drives him to risk true, permanent death. He will die at the altar of humanity if this is allowed to continue."
You nod. "We know what happens when he dies. We've seen it." You turn, to your entourage. "Ruvelia?"
"In my world, the Maker fell. He kept falling. I am here not just to aid my brother, but because I have seen what the Onceborn is capable of." She takes the offered vial from your hand. Extends it towards the Viator. "I can show you, to steady your doubts."
Whatever passes between the two beings, the two spirits, is not something that falls along the spectrum of your senses. But there is agreement. Ruvelia pops the cork of the vial and crushes it in her hand. Golden light envelops them both.
It is brief- moments. Moments that seem to hang forever.
Then they are separate once more. The Viator turns to you. Her blade flickers and vanishes.
"We will ask the Great Maker to restore you to the Core," you say.
(Charisma+Presence, 18 dice, 12 successes)
"If there is time."
Ruvelia nods. She wrings her hands. Ligier's eyes narrow, and then his face lights up with concern.
"Autochthon is dying," she says, "Something is here, in the Pole of Crystal. This is why Traveler is here. Something has been accelerating the sickness within the Godhead."
"Shit." You grind your teeth. You didn't come this far to fail, did you? "Options?"
"I can go wherever I wish within the Pole of Crystal, and take you with me. I believe I know where the presence is that has been causing this. Alternatively, we go to the Core and rouse Autochthon. But we have little time."
[ ]Find the source of the accelerated sickness.
[ ]Go to the Core. Awaken the Great Maker.
[ ]Write in.
