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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 2145716" data-attributes="member: 1210">The shores of the Sea of Heaven are almost radiant with silvery sand.  The deep blue of the sky is pierced by a million motes of light, blazing in the firmament as if they were beckoning for all the good souls to ascend upon death.  The sea is composed of holy water.  No treachery will stand here.  No evil may be done without inviting retribution on a celestial level.From these sacred shores, Horbin the MFKG Holy issues a sending to Zuzuvel the solar, inviting him to treat.  Less than a minute later, Zuzuvel appears, greater teleporting in- accompanied by a pair of other angels.  Horbin’s blood chills; he recognizes both of them as solars.The angels warily regard our heroes.  In other circumstances, they could be allies.  But now, with the Eyebrary and the books of Boccob at stake, our heroes know they may well end up fighting to the death with the solars.  The prospect does not thrill them- especially Horbin.  These angels serve Galador, the father of my God, the cleric grimly reminds himself.  I must persuade them to turn from the course they are on!  After a moment pregnant with silence, Horbin says, “Thank you for coming to talk peacefully to us.”Zuzuvel’s face is severe.  He nods once.  “And now you must stand aside, Horbin.  Do not oppose us.  We do the work of Galador.”“You were doing the work devils,” Horbin counters.  “Fiends of all kinds, especially devils, are notoriously tricky.  I believe you may have been duped.”“No, Horbin,” the angel answers.  “All things, even devils, do the work of the Light in their own way.  Sometimes Galador’s hand moves in ways you cannot comprehend, but it moves nonetheless.  The devils follow our course.”“Nonetheless, you are attacking a place that has not harmed you or worked any ill against you.”“Yet its master works strenuously against Galador.  There is war, Horbin, of cosmic proportions.  Have you forgotten?”“Of course not!  But the library is under my protection, and that of my friends.  We work for the greater good, and this Great War of Ethics only causes suffering and pain.  How many people have to die for an abstraction they don’t care about?”“Is the fate of one’s immortal soul really so abstract, when we stand upon the shores of Heaven itself?”Horbin heaves a frustrated sigh.  “The Library of Boccob is under my protection, and that of Dexter, the Son of the Light.  As such, you may not attack it.”“Dexter is not Galador.”“Nonetheless, He is Galador’s divine son.”“Sometimes,” Zuzuvel retorts, “children need a spanking.”“You are losing sight of Good for the sake of Law!”“Will you stand aside, Horbin?” Zuzuvel demands.“No,” the cleric answers firmly.“Then I regret that we will may have to fight.”“If we cannot talk sense to them,” says one of other solars from behind Zuzuvel- Horbin recognizes him as Molothon- “then let us go.”  Zuzuvel nods.“Don’t make us fight you,” Horbin begs.Without another word, the solars vanish.“Let’s go,” Lillamere says.  “Quick!”Seethe nods.  “They will be attacking any second.”Next Time: Against the solars!!</blockquote>

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