Ow.
Anabstercorian... wakes.
Slowly, he sits up in his bed beneath the Godspires, surrounded by concerned Solistarim. Slowly he rubs his head, feeling the psychic scars that are still just beginning to heal.
<< You healed me. >>
"As it should be, my lord."
<< This is good. What state is Vaegroth in? >>
"Vaegroth was left same as you, my lord, crippled but not dead. No doubt he is healed by now. Both of you must allow your psionic circuits to cool... You especially."
<< Damnation... It is to be expected. How fares the Dictum? >>
"It is moving well, my lord."
<< Good... Vecna is lost to us, but there are... Other targets... >>
He gets up and, with a little hesitation, sends a Message To Anabstercorian's Allies: I hope my presence on the battlefield helped to some significant extent. I'm afraid the Solistarim as a whole were preoccupied with research. As I promised, there will be no Solistarim offensives on any of our allies for three months. And William Ronald? Thanks for the tip. Same to the gnome who tried to bail me out. Can't remember your name at the moment, but I owe you both a favor. Ciao.
<< Edena, I'm assuming that Anabstercorian would be healed by loyal Solistarim agents. If, for some reason, this is not the case, I'm good and screwed any way, so moot point. How is the Dictum coming along? Will it be done by next turn? Also, how many levels, if any, did I gain by being involved in this battle? I'm thinking of taking levels in Mindbender. >>