>Examine the (Philosopher's?) Stone and the craftswoman.
> The object hovering above the craftswoman is definitely an
artifact, an object of immense power crafted by one of the Celestial Chosen. At a glance, it is likely to be a weapon, but any self-respecting artificer can easily separate form from function.
> Scent-of-Patchouli-and-Lavender is a tall woman, her skin and hair well-groomed, her entire bearing - casual though it may currently be - placing her as a stranger to war, but entirely at home in political and social circles. Her garment, made of luxurious, flowing silks, is more a nightgown than anything else, made for comfort and ease of motion.
"Not really, no. Could you at least tell me what it will do?"
> She rolls her eyes and gathers herself up, all business, throwing off the intoxication like it was a silken veil.
> "You are no fun, Are-of-the-Hieda. You should loosen up some. Very well, here:"
> She beckons you to have a closer look at the device she has been working on.
> "There is no time to explain the full workings, but consider this device a bomb when used against
that. I believe that the Chaos-wave destabilizes reality and resorbs it into itself. This, uh,
Spell-Sphere will overstabilize a region of Chaos and, if I am right, force it back."
> She smiles slyly.
> "This does, of course, mean that you'll have to enter the Chaos. Oh, and, just in case..."
> She pulls the Spell-Sphere apart like a baker would pull apart a ball of dough, each of the two new spheres twisting and shifting until they each look identical to their original design. She then puts both in your hands. They are very light.
