Emila cuts across the argument.
"Lets do what we are here for. We have more work to be done in Sigil once we are finished."
She'd begin setting out the ritual.
The Trip To Oerth
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He would clasp her shoulder hindering her momentarily. His tone was much unfit for the body he inhabited. It amlost sounded sincere.
"Please Emila. Help yourself by helping me just as I do. Your feeling of pride it needs to die here. It hinder you. Are you willing to gamble with a higher stake? Let a powerful being beyond oursleves help us as it helps itself. Let us search for it and offer it a way to sustain itself by what it can twist these teachings into."
He turned his frog-like head to Tsoir.
"Would not the journey itself be a wonderful song towards the inevitable ephemerality dead or alive at the end of it."
"Please Emila. Help yourself by helping me just as I do. Your feeling of pride it needs to die here. It hinder you. Are you willing to gamble with a higher stake? Let a powerful being beyond oursleves help us as it helps itself. Let us search for it and offer it a way to sustain itself by what it can twist these teachings into."
He turned his frog-like head to Tsoir.
"Would not the journey itself be a wonderful song towards the inevitable ephemerality dead or alive at the end of it."