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<blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 3251963" data-attributes="member: 3448">Kit spoke up.&nbsp; “What did you mean when you said that the humans mutilated themselves like magi?”“They carved signs and images into their carapaces.&nbsp; Only the red stickbrothers, who are magi, do that.&nbsp; But only two of the humans used magic.”“When you say the carved, what do you mean?” asked Kit trying to determine if the phraint was describing tattooing or scarification.“They took needles and stabbed them into their bodies.”“Was their skin as smooth afterwards as before, just with an image on it?&nbsp; Or was it actually cut up?”“Initially, it looked cut up.&nbsp; But the skin went back to its smooth look but with an image on it.”“What else can you tell us about the humans you were with?”“They spoke often of violence.&nbsp; I am a warrior, but not because there is glory in violence.&nbsp; It is my nature.&nbsp; But they spoke often of violence and killed without reason, even before they came south.&nbsp; Here, more so.”&nbsp; The phraint paused.&nbsp; “Not here, but north of here.&nbsp; After the trip south.&nbsp; They did not want word of their presence to reach the capital.&nbsp; They would wait.&nbsp; A new target was given.&nbsp; That one for which I was born was changed, and instead, I was to slay the tall man with the many short ones.”“When did you get the sigil?” asked Alistair.“Just before we were sent south.”“Definitely misdirection, then,” said Dame Brionna.&nbsp; “Who was your original target?”“A human woman, about five arms in height.”&nbsp; The phraint went on to give a meticulous description, noting even the tiniest details.“Princess Anastasia,” said Kit.&nbsp; “Would you still try to kill her?”“No.”“Good.”“But… they changed my target.&quot;“That’s a good thing.&nbsp; She’s a good woman.&nbsp; You should not want to kill her.”</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Cerebral Paladin, post: 3251963, member: 3448"] Kit spoke up. “What did you mean when you said that the humans mutilated themselves like magi?” “They carved signs and images into their carapaces. Only the red stickbrothers, who are magi, do that. But only two of the humans used magic.” “When you say the carved, what do you mean?” asked Kit trying to determine if the phraint was describing tattooing or scarification. “They took needles and stabbed them into their bodies.” “Was their skin as smooth afterwards as before, just with an image on it? Or was it actually cut up?” “Initially, it looked cut up. But the skin went back to its smooth look but with an image on it.” “What else can you tell us about the humans you were with?” “They spoke often of violence. I am a warrior, but not because there is glory in violence. It is my nature. But they spoke often of violence and killed without reason, even before they came south. Here, more so.” The phraint paused. “Not here, but north of here. After the trip south. They did not want word of their presence to reach the capital. They would wait. A new target was given. That one for which I was born was changed, and instead, I was to slay the tall man with the many short ones.” “When did you get the sigil?” asked Alistair. “Just before we were sent south.” “Definitely misdirection, then,” said Dame Brionna. “Who was your original target?” “A human woman, about five arms in height.” The phraint went on to give a meticulous description, noting even the tiniest details. “Princess Anastasia,” said Kit. “Would you still try to kill her?” “No.” “Good.” “But… they changed my target." “That’s a good thing. She’s a good woman. You should not want to kill her.” [/QUOTE]

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