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[Empiricist]

Okay. Wait, why were you wincing?

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"A former pickpocket doesn't simply look idly on while that much gold is turned useless, lass. I don't need it."

[Empiricist]

"*slight giggle* You should have seen Larry, he was literally throwing it at the corrupted creatures."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

The Kobold twitched. He sighs, drawing a small, crumbly mass in the form of a crow's head.
"This may be a ride, lass."
He crumbles it, and it flashes, sending the pair to the Corvid Moon, where Corvus is standing next to a raven, watching over the city he forged from his own power. He turns to the pair, one of his hands on a staff with many ancient runes and crow motifs engraved on it.
"Miss Tykki, Master Moonfoot. To what may I owe the honor?"

[Empiricist]

"Concern. My magic is theurgical in nature and spreads the corruption of the Other, how much can I use per day while keeping the corruption manageable?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Corvus turns grim.
"Not much. While I can supervise the spread, I do not have the power to spend to remove it constantly.

Although, with the nature of this....anomalous world, you may find your corruption to be utterly ineffectual."

[Empiricist]

"Okay, please inform me immediately if those creatures start appearing from causes other than being transported here... or if there are reports of people running around opening portals to elemental planes, stockpiling various magical weapons and accidentally harming themselves, because those would probably be my allies."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I believe 'praying' to me might help you contact me. It is less praying and more communication.

In my opinion, prayer treats me much too....almighty. It does serve as an easier way of me talking to mortals than teleporting myself to them or them to here."

[Xantalos]

I ask again, Corvus. Who dwells within the mountain of fire I see on the plain below?

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Az-Sho, the Fiery Serpent. Also, a rather fun dinner guest."

[Empiricist]

"That's it? Just pray? No need to pour some of my blood into a basin? No need to do specific actions to gain favor?"

[Xantalos]

What caused him to be here?

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I make no such demands of my followers. I find it needlessly tiring and long. You are not my follower; simply a mortal who has requested my assistance, so why would I even demand it of you?

Now, that, even I do not know."

[Empiricist]

"Interesting... thank you very much, you have been of much assistance to me, I have no further requests, so, how do  leave?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Corvus does a quick bow, then waves his hand towards a door leading to the cabinet.
"Right this way, Miss Tykki. I bid you farewell, and much luck."
Daeron follows Silica.