Suddenly serious Emira Elyse glides down to the table and into a meditative sitting position. As she speaks her questions they echo across the planes and in time, return with answers.
Using her once per week casting of commune.
"Is this lock on Tar-Baphon's magical prison being assaulted?
Will this lock fail if we move slowly?
Is this lock still intact?
Is there a dragon at this site?
Do undead defend this site?
Will Lutorinus Exsuberia betray us?"
Val shoots the Azata a dark look at the last question.