Hlioth scowled. "What are you plotting, Teppu?"
"I do not plot," Teppu replied sincerely. "I merely act according to need. There is a splinter of reality which must be realigned: purged of its umbral infestation. In order to accomplish this, I will need the concerted effort of several selfless individuals."
"I think perhaps you might explain a little more."
"I mean to eradicate the seeds of taint from the demiplane of Afqithan: it will be the first manifestation of the burgeoning Viridity. Faerie must reclaim its own."
Hlioth shrugged. "What is Afqithan, and why is it significant?"
Teppu sighed. "Your knowledge of current events is lamentably scant, Hlioth. This does not surprise me, but you cannot continue to view Green within the limited terms that you have previously described to yourself. Afqithan is a finite reality where demons, devils, tainted sidhe and various other monsters struggle to assert themselves: Oronthon's Ahma is embroiled in its troubles, as is the creature Soneillon – a demoness who has transcended her ontic state.
"I am dubious of your ability to manage such an act."
"It will be simple: trust me."
"And how do you propose to accomplish this?"
"Why," Teppu laughed, "with magic, of course."