Force Intervention|Flux

[Kender Bard]

Dreamwarp was admiring her fresh, new robes. Well not new.. and not entirely fresh. She raided Nikohlas's old collection. They hung a bit tight and long on her. She'd bother for tailoring when things were a bit more stable around the place. The dead brethren had been buried and their memories blessed. The dead civilians had been given a surprisingly tender burial as well. Dreamwarp had ordered this on her boys' behalf. She knew they bridged two worlds, and it helped her to think of their 'wayward children' outside the gates in a more tender light. Most people didn't agree with her, but, well, she had been giving an increase in sermons to that affect. Those who showed up seemed to be changing their regards.

She checked her pocket for a slip of paper for the millionth time. Then she went looking for her boys.

[tuo]

Adam was in the kitchens, helping things to run as smoothly as possible while some of the other cooks were still wounded. Drake was there helping Adam out mostly for something to do then actually being useful however.

[Kender Bard]

Dreamwarp walked in, sniffing the air curiously. She hoped whatever they were making would turn out. Cold leftovers were getting old.

She walked up and tapped Adam on the shoulder lightly. "Can I tear you and your brother away for a little while, dear?"

[tuo]

Adam blinked and moved a pot from the open fire and nods. "Yeah, I think the rest can handle things from here." He smiles and tugs on Drake's arm to pull him along.

[Kender Bard]

Dreamwarp led the two up the stairs heading towards Reznik's room and hoping he was awake. "I received more than just some wisdom from Soahc while I was praying to him, days ago."

[tuo]

Adam smiled and squeezed her hand. "Really? That's wonderful news mistress."

[Kender Bard]

Dreamwarp squeezed back, smiling as well. "Well, we'll see. It was.. interesting."

In Reznik's room, the priest was gazing out a window idly. He had not regained lucidity since the end of the Fluxian civil war. As he glanced over, and Dreamwarp gave a little wave, he remarked, "Banana?"

She sighed heavily. "Oh well, I was hoping he'd be 'awake' to provide some insight. I can't make heads or tails of this..."

[tuo]

Adam blinked and dug into his robes. "That is almost freaky.." He pulls a browning banana out of his robes before gesturing to Reznik if he wanted it.

Drake shook his head but smirked a little at his brothers antics. "Well..maybe we could help you a little?"

[Kender Bard]

Reznik accepted the banana and proceeded to try and write with it.

Dreamwarp smiled at that and took a seat the table in the room. "Okay," she agreed, and spread out the parchment she'd scribed a few days prior. "I fell into a trance during my prayers. In this trance, I seemed to be having a conversation with myself but it may have been Soahc whispering in my ear.. I can't tell, and I suppose he likes it best that way."

She sighed. "You two would believe readily that most of this had been set up by New Morilanta, correct?"

[tuo]

Drake nods with a frown. "If we had our own military I'd already be dragging it over there to crush them all for what they did now.."

"Yeah, but we don't have a military so we can't do much more then prevent them from doing something like this again." Adam pointed out.

[Kender Bard]

"We might be able to get some compensation," Dreamwarp muttered and pushed the paper towards them. "I wrote this down without even realizing I was doing so during my trance."

The paper read as following:

Oh the joys, the joys of toys! Let my children have toys to make mischief with. It's as simple as cake! Easy as apple pie! Watch, I can even make a recipe.

Preheat oven to 350 F. In lieu of an oven, just start up a big old fire and put a pot on.

Needed ingredients include:
One golden apple
One pentagram
Essence of a hole
Third side of a coin
A pineal gland, or an adequate replacement
Scraps of meat stuck into a hog's intestine. Yum.

Instructions: Mix this all up together somehow. Surprise me. Then send whoever is in charge into a locked room all alone. Preferrably with copious amounts of alcohol. Maybe the rest of you should sing a little something, hymns can be so pleasant.

Dreamwarp sat calmly, watching their reactions.

[tuo]

Adam and Drake both reads the paper. When they were done, Adam spoke up. "How do we get the essence of a hole?"

Drake shook his head. "And how the hell do we know to get something to 350 F? What does that even mean?"

[Kender Bard]

"I don't know, so I figured we'd take the pot-on-a-fire instruction," Dreamwarp sighed. "As for the ingredients, I'm stumped. Some of them are easy.. and peculiar, but the hole is the hardest one. I don't suppose either of you have any ideas."

[tuo]

Drake shrugged and leaned back. "Not sure...but most holes stink or smell don't they? Maybe we need something stinky."

Adam blinked and shrugged as well. "What about the gold apple..that could be tough too.."

[Kender Bard]

"More like expensive," Dreamwarp winced. "I don't know if Flux can afford to pay for an apple made entirely out of gold. We might have to improvise. And in fact, I'm sure of it. Do you think I should go to the rest of the church and ask their opinion on what we should do?"