Jerryl nods. "I'll be back shortly."
She gets off the bench and heads through the golden door.
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"I suppose I go alone from here," Jerryl says, bringing a handful of cold water to her lips. She then sits on one of the benches.
"I suppose we head this way now."
"The stars," Jerryl says, pointing at the ceiling.
Jerryl looks up at the ceiling.
Jerryl shakes her head. "Now what? I think we should leave the child alone."
"Okay, let's go," Jerryl says, following Arista.
"Hold on," Jerryl says. "Let me try." She puts a hand on the wall.
"Hmm, this can't be it."
Jerryl keeps an eye open for any other tricks.
"Trust our hearts, eh?" Jerryl ponders. "I'm ready when you are, Arista."
"I wonder what the significance of this is," Jerryl says, looking it over.
"We wouldn't want this to be unfair," Jerryl says, moving up and attacking as well. ;
Jerryl keeps up the pace of attacking. ;
Again, the halfling's second attack falls short.
Jerryl swings her scimitar as well. ;
Jerryl casts Prayer.
"As you wish, Ketill," Jerryl says, drawing her weapon.
"Yes," Jerryl says. "We are ready for the first test, spirit."
"You've never given me a reason to stop believing in you," Jerryl says. "Pregnant or not."
Jerryl waits for everyone to depart before doing anything. "In case the spirit gets uppity about people being in the same room."
"I know," Jerryl says.
"Then Jarrah is either dead or not here," Jerryl says to Sadhana.
"I choose Arista," Jerryl says, her voice filled with conviction. She sounds more like Sarenrae than before. "The sight of the Tower has given me glimpses into my previous life. Arista has been my faithful servant all these years and the only one in whose hands I can put my life. Is there anyone else here now, spirit?"
Jerryl looks at the others. "Can one come along with me?"
"I do," Jerryl says.
"Neither was Iomedae a rogue," Jerryl says. "Open the door and let us face what lies beyond."
"Any idea on how to open the door?" Jerryl asks.
Jerryl heads into the building and waits for the others inside.
Jerryl shrugs as they skirt around the side of the building to avoid the Anizari. "Your pregnancy is not going to matter here, I'm afraid."
Jerryl shakes her head, heading for the building. "The time for pettiness has ended. You either come or you don't."
"Then let's get started," Jerryl says.
"Then you must choose whether we go for the Starstone or deal with the Anizari," Jerryl says.
Jerryl straightens her tabard. "The tower isn't our goal. It's that building to the side." |