(IR) The 3rd IR, Turn 7 (thread 6)

[Edena_of_Neith]

The Alliance of Dread responds to Creamsteak

The leader of the Alliance of Dread regards Sanctus grimly:

We offered to stand down.
However, we don't have to take your bad-mouthing, or your threats.

We can choose to NOT stand down.
We can choose to blow you all to smithereens.

We are trying to be reasonable in the face of this attempt by the birdpeople to run over us all.

However, if you are going to threaten us, and you refuse to hold your tongue, then we will not attempt reason.
We will not agree to a truce, to a cease fire.

We expect courtesy towards us at this conference.
Even the silly birdman has been courteous.
You will be too.
Or else.

 

[Tokiwong]

Iuz looks to the ambassador... "I ahve spoken my peace if you wish to kill me then do so... I seek to better my people... I care not for your resolutions it will be false... no matter the choice..."

"You deny choice... so I care not what you have to say. Who are you to judge I ask? Who gave you the right? Tell me this..."

OOC: How are my projects going?

 

[Edena_of_Neith]

The taraakian looks aggrieved by Thayadon's statement, and communicates:

We condemn evil actions on the part of our own people, and those who merit punishment, are punished under our codes.
We do not place our own people above our laws, any more than our subjects are above our laws.

Again, we ask:

Do you have an answer to the situation here?
A reasonable answer, an answer that is just, to the situation that nearly saw you all destroyed?

You say that our answer is unjust, and we ... (he falters) ... we are rebuked.

Therefore, we ask you, and especially Hazen, to espouse your own answer to this situation, and present it to us.

We ask that you create a solution that does not end with your self-destruction.
We ask that you create a solution that does not summon the death machines.
We ask that you create a solution that does not threaten other Spheres.

Is this too much to ask?

 

[Creamsteak]

Edena,

Sanctus is coming down with the full symptoms of the combination of multiple things, he is crippled, he is in pain, he is having trouble breathing, and by choice: he cannot be healed.

He is suffering from the first stages of vampirism.

He is suffering from mossfungus poison.

He is suffering from repeated inhalents of red goo.

He is suffering from repeated inhalents of black pudding.

He is suffering from repeated inhalents of the mists.

He is suffering from the gray wasting of Hades.

He is suffering from a feeling that he is helpless.

He is suffering from his own fear for his soul.

He is suffering from fear for the souls of his people.

He is suffering from the loss of his wife and child one hundred and twenty five years ago.

So, because of his condition, he will not respond to the Alliance of Dread.

 

[Edena_of_Neith]

They are going well, Tokiwong.
However, their fate may well be decided by what happens here.

 

[Tokiwong]

"I told you my aims... and my goals... I have not created any such thing... all I have created with my 11th rank of magic is a world... to live... not to fight... but to live... and now when my people need me most... I am detained here... to answer... for what?"

"I have done my peice... I wish to be gone.. to continue to build a world for my people. They deserve that much..."

 

[Edena_of_Neith]

The Alliance of Dread does not care what Sanctus's problems are.
The more painfully he dies, the better.
As far as they are concerned, that's one less paladin in the world to deal with.

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However, the taraakian ambassador IS concerned, and he clearly sees what is happening to Sanctus.
He has 12th level magic.
He mentally communicates with Sanctus, offering him the healing magic of his people. Immediate healing, if desired.

Looking aggravated, exasperated, and sad, the taraakian ambassador allows Iuz to leave.

 

[Tokiwong]

"Find a compromise... find it quickly... and let us find our own fate... be it ill or good... we deserve the right to choose our own destiny... to deny us that... is the epitome of evil the very thing I believe you stand against..."

 

[Edena_of_Neith]

Well?

The taraakian repeats himself:

We offered a solution.
Not, perhaps the best solution, and certainly not the solution you wanted.
Yet it was a solution.
It would halt the threat of you destroying yourselves.
It would halt the threat you are presenting to other worlds.
It would have brought peace.

However, you have rejected our solution - we are Rebuked by the Angel for the solution we proposed.
We do not ... cannot ... argue with this Rebuke.

So we ask you for an alternate solution.

You have rejected ours.
We ask that you present yours.

Do you have a solution?
Do you have an answer?
An answer that is just, reasonable, and does not involve the mass killing of all who won't agree to it?

If you must reject our solution, and if we must endure ... if we must accept, the Rebuke, then we ask for your solution.

 

[Edena_of_Neith]

TO TOKIWONG

The taraakian looks at Iuz:

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As I SAID, we offered you an answer.

It has been rejected.

We ask for your answer.
What is your answer, Iuz?

Speak, Iuz of Oerth. Let us hear your answer.