Sigil: The City of Doors

[quote="Cyprian Kircheis" post_id=6196 time=1692607851 user_id=74]
It hadn't been a good day for Cyprian. He'd felt completely useless since waking up. This latest episode was but another slap from the universe. Unable to do much more, he followed Akh's instructions as she tended to the wounded. All the while keeping quiet and listening. Distracting the wounded with an anecdote here or there. Or just trying to stay out of the way.

While he did this he kept up a chipper mask. But underneath it was a mass of frustration. This plane is so far beyond him. The multiverse too expansive and complicated. Had he been a wizard, a druid, or a sorcerer this place would be an exciting challenge. But Cyprian is simple, and he likes simple problems with simple solutions.
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Akh remained silent for a time, escaping from her own sense of frustration into empathy for the affected. She suddenly felt helpless against such insurmountable power as had been displayed, a feeling not unfamiliar to her... and dreaded, almost paralysing. She could pretend on many occasions that small acts of kindness were enough to move some cogs in this world, but then came a roller the like of which had just been manifested. Even if they managed to frustrate the effort this one time, they were decidedly outmatched. Or rather, she knew she was. Cyprian's simple mindset and relative ignorance about the machinations of Sigil put him in no worse position than hers.

The illithid steepled his fingers, tentacles moving...erratically?

[i][b]''Mayhaps. I will keep looking but it will have to wait for after the matter is resolved: Thaddeus said the assassin claimed that the book could tear the planes appart. If true then it needs to be stopped at all costs.''[/b][/i]

He quirks an eyebrow. "Somehow I'm not surprised. Likely a scholar from the Dragon Empire. Sorry, the Mharoti Empire. Which begs the question of what era would a portal open up into. The Mharoti are... not what they used to be according to my old mentor. But they did at one point command a great deal of respect among the magical castes."

[i][b]''I require no payments. Freedom to leave or stay should be a choice, not an imposition. One of the few books I managed to find about Midgard was penned by a kobold...Suffice to say it may take time to find a proper portal or key.''[/b][/i]

Cyprian blinked. "Oh! I'd almost forgotten about that." He rubbed his neck. "It would be nice to know how to return. But I've no real reason to do so now." He looks at Akh contemplatively before turning back to L'Orr. "Umm, if you find it I'll pay you for the knowledge. And of course I'll be happy to pay you for your work so far. I can come by your store sometime and iron out the details. But until Akh would be rid of me, my home is here."

[i][b]''Finding it is a priority if this is the damage it can cause''[/b][/i] the illithid replied before turning to Cyprian[i][b] ''On another note, I made some headway into finding where your plane is situated ser Kircheis. It seems remote and hard to access, however[/b][/i]''

It hadn't been a good day for Cyprian. He'd felt completely useless since waking up. This latest episode was but another slap from the universe. Unable to do much more, he followed Akh's instructions as she tended to the wounded. All the while keeping quiet and listening. Distracting the wounded with an anecdote here or there. Or just trying to stay out of the way.

While he did this he kept up a chipper mask. But underneath it was a mass of frustration. This plane is so far beyond him. The multiverse too expansive and complicated. Had he been a wizard, a druid, or a sorcerer this place would be an exciting challenge. But Cyprian is simple, and he likes simple problems with simple solutions.

Akh nodded to the request, then turned to the mind flayer.

"That one was likely a Cuprilach, an assassin among them. I have had no contact with them. But yes, there is a strong indication coming from a somewhat problematic Argenach that they are taking keen interest in the tome."

She was still thinking about what had just happened. Would Darkwood stoop so low as to orchestrate this direct hit against Montgomery and the Sensates? Cirily had spent a millennium in Arborea... she certainly had had time to be steeped in druidic arcana.

The illithid was impassive as they listened

[i][b]''The Rilamani...the one ser Fyne and ser Thaddeus chased down? This book must be quite dangerous for them to hunt it down so''[/b][/i]

[quote="Akh Uur Hoon" post_id=6178 time=1692567807 user_id=61]
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"That is a LOT to tell, actually! And --" Illi stops herself before she can start running. Akh's got the right idea; there are people to help right [i]now[/i]. "Just meet me here later, okay? Please?" She sounds as pathetic as she feels. "It would mean a lot. Please. Uhm. I'll leave you to your work." And she starts off on her own.