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<blockquote data-quote="Graf" data-source="post: 4246745" data-attributes="member: 3087"><p>You enter a small room with stained glass windows. <strong>Jeillia </strong>is kneeling in front of a statue of a legless winged figure, a much larger version of the one that she brought to <strong>Karothen </strong>to fix. It's silver wings seem to glow in the moonlight.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Navy">He won't come. He's supposed to. But he won't. </span><strong>Jeillia</strong>'s face is a mass of tension; rivets of sweat run down her face, as she stares at the statue with intensity. It's as though she thinks she could bring it to life, just with her will.</p><p>But the statue hangs lifeless above you.</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Karothen]The head of angel statue turns to you, pricks of silver flame dancing in stone sockets.</p><p></p><p><strong><span style="color: Silver">Awake.</span></strong></p><p></p><p>You feel very faint, and realize you're losing consciousness as the pavement rushes up to meet your face.</p><p></p><p>*****************</p><p>The angels lie defeated around you. The warrior has given <strong>Kurakree </strong>and <strong>Jeillia </strong>some space.</p><p>She plows through the awkwardness in her usual manner.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Navy">I did not lie to you.</span></p><p></p><p><strong>The Magus</strong>, you, make a shushing motion before pulling forth a crystal statue, an angel, carved of the purest astral diamonds. Transparent and silver at the same time.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Navy">I did not. I said...</span></p><p></p><p>It would be undignified to respond, especially now, in his moment of triumph. But, as always, <strong>Kurakree </strong>finds himself incapable of standing unmoved in front of her.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">It does not matter.</span></p><p></p><p>Her eyes narrow. She does not trust him. They have done this before. The same tiresome old dance. Y<span style="color: Navy">ou must call forth the Opener. You must call him out, that I can repair the Scar before it grows.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">And marry him.</span></p><p></p><p>Her eyes flit from his face, to the statue and back. She's trying to pull it together. She doesn't see the trap. How he's won. <span style="color: Navy">It is the price. His price.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">And so I will call him forth.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Navy">Into that?</span> She indicates the statue.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">This? No. It is merely the fulcrum.</span></p><p></p><p>Her eyes flare. She reaches for her mace. <span style="color: Navy">You must call him into something. If you allow the Opener to manifest, if you violate the accord....</span></p><p></p><p><strong>The Magus</strong> allows himself a satisfied smirk. <span style="color: DarkOrange">Have no fear, the celestial accord will not be broken today. </span>He speaks the word. It has taken him lifetimes. Everything building to this point. His appointment with divinity.</p><p></p><p>He smiles. Turning toward her. His eyeballs go first, consumed in silver flame. His left hand gestures, slowing the process. <span style="color: DarkOrange">You will keep your word, you always do. We shall be married. You and what remains of me.</span></p><p></p><p>The smell of burning flesh is overwhelming. <span style="color: Navy">You're insane. The opener will consume you.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">Oh yes</span>. Something white-hot bursts from his shoulder blades. <span style="color: DarkOrange">This... farce, repeating the same tired story over and over again? I am done with it</span>. <strong>Kurakree</strong>'s voice booms in your ears.[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Eldan]</p><p>Another vision assails you. </p><p></p><p>The smooth leather-wrapped hilt is slicked with blood. <strong>The fixer</strong>'s, you twist the sword and watch the light leave his eyes.</p><p></p><p><strong>Jennia </strong>stands next to you. The castle is silent, save for the sounds of your breathing.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Navy">You'll wish you hadn't done that...</span> her face has a horrified expression, but her tone is troublesomely level. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: Purple">Wish I hadn't done that? I wish I could do it again!</span></p><p>You point to the swirling grey mist, <span style="color: Purple">Look at what he's done! My men are all frozen.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Navy">Safe! They're safe.</span> She sounds like she's explaining something to a child. It does nothing to improve <strong>Not-Eldan</strong>'s disposition.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Purple">They're statues!</span></p><p><span style="color: Navy"></span></p><p><span style="color: Navy">Now? yes. But in the future they'll be needed...</span> Her tone is too mature. She's too calm.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Purple">What about now?</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Navy">You can't win now. Everyone knows it. The forces arrayed against you are too vast.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Purple">We can hold off the hordes, buy time. The Kingdoms will rally with enough time.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Navy">You wanted your men safe, now they are.</span> She's touching the eye-patch, gingerly. Like she's not used to it. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: Purple">The pass is undefended. Damn it. The castle isn't even in the pass anymore. The demonic legions will roll down over....</span> you stop. You look at her. Realizations dawning. <span style="color: Purple">They'll roll over everything. And then, they'll turn to your gods. They'll free the priests, give them everything they want, just to stop the demons. </span>This wasn't his idea was it. You point to the frail old man lying at your feet. </p><p></p><p>Everything starts to come together. <span style="color: Purple">This is it. All those artifacts you've been collecting. All those visits to the ancient shrines. Men turn tail and run and the demons are posed to win, and...</span></p><p></p><p><strong>Jennia</strong>'s gone now, the voice, the stance, every mannerism, every gesture, is your sister's. The all knowing conduit of gods; playing out her willing role as head puppet.<span style="color: Navy">The return of justice, the plague of diabolism extinguished, a Celestial Accord.</span> Her mouth quirks. <span style="color: Navy">A new Theocracy, ruling over an unending Golden Age.</span></p><p></p><p>You pull the cube from the old man's hand. <span style="color: Purple">Undo it.</span> </p><p></p><p>She smiles sadly at you. <span style="color: Navy">The cube is just a tool, only one hand can undo it.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Purple">Bring him back.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Navy">His time has passed, the soul is already gone.</span> She squats down and gently strokes the old man on the cheek. <span style="color: Navy">He'll not be back for some time. I wish you hadn't made it so painful for him.</span></p><p></p><p>You feel your grip tightening on the blood soaked handle. You could cut her down too. End the madness now.</p><p></p><p>But you can't of course.</p><p></p><p>She's standing now, moving threading her way through the frozen figures of your men. <span style="color: Navy">Come along now brother. We've a world to save.</span>[/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Graf, post: 4246745, member: 3087"] You enter a small room with stained glass windows. [B]Jeillia [/B]is kneeling in front of a statue of a legless winged figure, a much larger version of the one that she brought to [B]Karothen [/B]to fix. It's silver wings seem to glow in the moonlight. [COLOR=Navy]He won't come. He's supposed to. But he won't. [/COLOR][B]Jeillia[/B]'s face is a mass of tension; rivets of sweat run down her face, as she stares at the statue with intensity. It's as though she thinks she could bring it to life, just with her will. But the statue hangs lifeless above you. [sblock=Karothen]The head of angel statue turns to you, pricks of silver flame dancing in stone sockets. [B][COLOR=Silver]Awake.[/COLOR][/B] You feel very faint, and realize you're losing consciousness as the pavement rushes up to meet your face. ***************** The angels lie defeated around you. The warrior has given [B]Kurakree [/B]and [B]Jeillia [/B]some space. She plows through the awkwardness in her usual manner. [COLOR=Navy]I did not lie to you.[/COLOR] [B]The Magus[/B], you, make a shushing motion before pulling forth a crystal statue, an angel, carved of the purest astral diamonds. Transparent and silver at the same time. [COLOR=Navy]I did not. I said...[/COLOR] It would be undignified to respond, especially now, in his moment of triumph. But, as always, [B]Kurakree [/B]finds himself incapable of standing unmoved in front of her. [COLOR=DarkOrange]It does not matter.[/COLOR] Her eyes narrow. She does not trust him. They have done this before. The same tiresome old dance. Y[COLOR=Navy]ou must call forth the Opener. You must call him out, that I can repair the Scar before it grows.[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrange]And marry him.[/COLOR] Her eyes flit from his face, to the statue and back. She's trying to pull it together. She doesn't see the trap. How he's won. [COLOR=Navy]It is the price. His price.[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrange]And so I will call him forth.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Into that?[/COLOR] She indicates the statue. [COLOR=DarkOrange]This? No. It is merely the fulcrum.[/COLOR] Her eyes flare. She reaches for her mace. [COLOR=Navy]You must call him into something. If you allow the Opener to manifest, if you violate the accord....[/COLOR] [B]The Magus[/B] allows himself a satisfied smirk. [COLOR=DarkOrange]Have no fear, the celestial accord will not be broken today. [/COLOR]He speaks the word. It has taken him lifetimes. Everything building to this point. His appointment with divinity. He smiles. Turning toward her. His eyeballs go first, consumed in silver flame. His left hand gestures, slowing the process. [COLOR=DarkOrange]You will keep your word, you always do. We shall be married. You and what remains of me.[/COLOR] The smell of burning flesh is overwhelming. [COLOR=Navy]You're insane. The opener will consume you.[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrange]Oh yes[/COLOR]. Something white-hot bursts from his shoulder blades. [COLOR=DarkOrange]This... farce, repeating the same tired story over and over again? I am done with it[/COLOR]. [B]Kurakree[/B]'s voice booms in your ears.[/sblock] [sblock=Eldan] Another vision assails you. The smooth leather-wrapped hilt is slicked with blood. [B]The fixer[/B]'s, you twist the sword and watch the light leave his eyes. [B]Jennia [/B]stands next to you. The castle is silent, save for the sounds of your breathing. [COLOR=Navy]You'll wish you hadn't done that...[/COLOR] her face has a horrified expression, but her tone is troublesomely level. [COLOR=Purple]Wish I hadn't done that? I wish I could do it again![/COLOR] You point to the swirling grey mist, [COLOR=Purple]Look at what he's done! My men are all frozen.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Safe! They're safe.[/COLOR] She sounds like she's explaining something to a child. It does nothing to improve [B]Not-Eldan[/B]'s disposition. [COLOR=Purple]They're statues![/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy] Now? yes. But in the future they'll be needed...[/COLOR] Her tone is too mature. She's too calm. [COLOR=Purple]What about now?[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]You can't win now. Everyone knows it. The forces arrayed against you are too vast.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Purple]We can hold off the hordes, buy time. The Kingdoms will rally with enough time.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]You wanted your men safe, now they are.[/COLOR] She's touching the eye-patch, gingerly. Like she's not used to it. [COLOR=Purple]The pass is undefended. Damn it. The castle isn't even in the pass anymore. The demonic legions will roll down over....[/COLOR] you stop. You look at her. Realizations dawning. [COLOR=Purple]They'll roll over everything. And then, they'll turn to your gods. They'll free the priests, give them everything they want, just to stop the demons. [/COLOR]This wasn't his idea was it. You point to the frail old man lying at your feet. Everything starts to come together. [COLOR=Purple]This is it. All those artifacts you've been collecting. All those visits to the ancient shrines. Men turn tail and run and the demons are posed to win, and...[/COLOR] [B]Jennia[/B]'s gone now, the voice, the stance, every mannerism, every gesture, is your sister's. The all knowing conduit of gods; playing out her willing role as head puppet.[COLOR=Navy]The return of justice, the plague of diabolism extinguished, a Celestial Accord.[/COLOR] Her mouth quirks. [COLOR=Navy]A new Theocracy, ruling over an unending Golden Age.[/COLOR] You pull the cube from the old man's hand. [COLOR=Purple]Undo it.[/COLOR] She smiles sadly at you. [COLOR=Navy]The cube is just a tool, only one hand can undo it.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Purple]Bring him back.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]His time has passed, the soul is already gone.[/COLOR] She squats down and gently strokes the old man on the cheek. [COLOR=Navy]He'll not be back for some time. I wish you hadn't made it so painful for him.[/COLOR] You feel your grip tightening on the blood soaked handle. You could cut her down too. End the madness now. But you can't of course. She's standing now, moving threading her way through the frozen figures of your men. [COLOR=Navy]Come along now brother. We've a world to save.[/COLOR][/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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