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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Myth and Legend" data-source="post: 5371964" data-attributes="member: 82679">The minute Molak crosses over the dirt road and enters the lavish red and gold tents of the Thayvians he is confronted by two pale men with red eyes, one wielding a greatsword with the steel bared and glowing with the colour of embers, and the other one holding a pair of longswords, one in each hand. Several silent figures emerge from the ground around Molak - spirits of some sort with malevolent auras around them."State your business human!" the one with the greatsword speaks. His voice is cold and distant, and he stands perfectly still. The air brings a faint smell of rotting flesh from further inside the camp, but it seems not to bother the guards.*** The Qeen of Evermeet smiles and fixes her shining black hair in place as she leans forward. "It is a complex matter, and as much as I respect the sages of Druidism this is... difficult to explain to those who do not practice the Art in it's final form. Neither myself nor Elminster nor anyone else will be drained so much as a good night's rest cannot repair us. The Red Wizards and the Hathrans have ensured that trough their legions of followers and their unique Circle Magic, we will posses enough of the raw Weave energy to form and meld into Mythals."The head of the Emeral Enclave makes a face when the Queen begins her explanation but quickly returns to her usual serene expression. The Elf continues with a calm and pleasant voice:"The problem is more... political. We cannot send anyone of the highest circles of power due to the balance that has been achieved. We are in a deadlock so to speak - none of us would risk sending someone from the opposing camp back. The problem lies with the foreknowledge, it has already been predicted that the process of regressive time travel does not create multiple instances of oneself, but rather merges one with oneself in that particular point in the timesteram. So there won't be two of myself or two Elminsters, there will be one but with what level of power it remains to be seen. However the knowledge of what is about to happen, even before the Gods and Goddesses have it, could be used by one of us to further our own goals."The blond haired druid interjects abruptly with a stern voice. "Basically they are bickering that no one can be trusted with the knowledge of how Mystra will die in the following months, and they do not trust each other enough to actually carry out the mission."The Queen nods and leans back once more. "Precicely. Although I would still be in Evermeet and Elminster and the others would still be about Toril. Whomever we send could potentially sway us to help although i find it hard to believe i could be convinced without proof, and an event of cosmic magnitude requires cosmic amounts of proof which sadly cannot be reliably entrusted on any emissary we send back. As far as the actual assassination - there are several suggestions floating by, although we are yet to reach a consensus." the Queen finishes that last part with some dismay visible in her expression.</blockquote>

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