PFSB: What is time?

[riddleofthebelow]

Tom is in the bar. It could be on the date the post was made. It could be a week before. He comes here more often lately after all (but not nearly as much as Ingress, apparently!)

He's reading The Daily Prophet and scoffing a little. That's his usual response to this particular publication.

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[riddleofthebelow]

“Ah, I see.”

Temple and Arch, it must be bad if she’s acting in a desperate manner.

“I’ll inquire. We spoke for the first time in a long time recently.”

Nothing like that came up. But that doesn’t surprise Tom; Moiraine keeps her information to herself until she’s ready.

[lightamidchaos]

He nods. After a moment's deliberation, he adds,

"We -- Wei Ying and I -- have agreed to help. To at least examine the problem."

[riddleofthebelow]

“That’s- kind of you, especially since you dislike and mistrust her.”

[lightamidchaos]

“We are cultivators.”

It seems to say what is needed, to him.

[riddleofthebelow]

“And cultivators... assist others with problems such as this one?”

[lightamidchaos]

“Yes.”

Simply said.

“Or should. Those who are not cultivators do not have the means to face angry ghosts, or monsters, or demons, or to remove curses, or other such things.”

[riddleofthebelow]

That makes sense. He’s certainly assisted others for no ulterior motive.

Or. Well. Mostly none. It’s always wise to have someone owe you a favor for helping them out. But many times he’s helped for no specific reason.

“I understand. I’m happy to consult if you need another magic user.”

Or someone to run interference...

[lightamidchaos]

He nods to him.

"Your offer is gracious, as you are. I accept. Thank you."

[riddleofthebelow]

"You're most welcome. We have to watch out for each other, and our worlds, sometimes. I think sometimes that's why this place exists as it does - to allow us to find the help we need, when we need it."