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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rystil Arden" data-source="post: 2308398" data-attributes="member: 29014">The Champion"Zyldrina S'Garynth?" "Leave me alone, you flithy Sacra scum!" "I'm sorry...I'm not with the Inquisitors.  My name is Arinia, and I just want to be your friend." "Bah, I don't have any friends among your kind.  You lock me up here and then say you want to be my friend?  Damn hypocrite!" "I apologise, but from what I hear, you were involved in kidnapping villagers and using them in necromantic experiments..." "Ahh, yes!  My thesis on enhancing bone marrow in a freshly-killed corpse to create a more powerful type of skeleton would have won me a chair at the Garynth Academy for sure!" "Zyldrina, my sister, I am afraid for you that you can think of the slaughter of innocents in such a way.  I think you need a hug...I'm going to release your bonds--I can't believe the Inquisitors would use such things...Let's just talk, and then you can leave this place--and whatever the Inquisitors think of it, it will be on my head." Arinia walked over and gently released Zyldrina's bonds, encompassing the Altanian in a big, gentle hug.  Zyldrina seemed to tense a bit, poised as if to strike at the other woman and throttle the life from her neck, but then thought better of it.  The door was locked on them both, and if she killed this fool, she would lose her chance to escape.  Besides, the necromancer couldn't understand why, but Arinia's hug felt oddly comforting, and she decided to release her tension and bring her arms around the Sacra instead. "There we go," Arinia said with a smile, "See?  That wasn't so hard.  Oh, but you are injured--how awful!  How could they?" Arinia gently laid her slender hand on Zyldrina's injuries, stroking the Altanian's skin gently, and the necromancer felt a wave of joy and bliss as the wounds simply vanished. "That...that felt..." Zyldrina stuttered "I know, my sister.  I know.  It is Circe's love for you, and her great hope that you may cast away the taint that is eating your soul and come and live a life full of love and happiness." "You're saying that I could just leave behind what I have done?  I doubt it.  No goddess is that forgiving.  I besides, I still want to finish my thesis, no matter what you say." "You could start a new thesis, but this time think of things that will help people be happy and healthy.  It feels so good to help someone else--here, take this gift," and the Champion imbued the Altanian with the ability to cast a spell of Bliss from Circe's bounty. "What is this?" Zyldrina asked sceptically. "Use it.  It is the power to heal a mind and fill it with joy." "I guess I won't turn down the offer of free power," the necromancer admitted, as she used her new ability, sending bliss from her hands into Arinia, seeing the Sacra smile and give her another hug and feeling a warm feeling inside.  This was unlike anything she had ever felt before.  It made her feel so wonderful to give like this. "See?  Doesn't it feel good to give to others, my sister?" "Yes...I will admit it does.  How can I learn more of this?" "Then you seek the light of redemption?" "I...I guess so." "Oh, how joyous!" Arinia said, grabbing Zyldrina in a big hug, "Stay in my arms with me, my sister, and Circe will shine her love into your heart. Slowly but inexorably, the Altanian's hair began to grow pink, as her heart filled with joy and her mind and body were redeemed, as Zyldrina became a loving Sacra, all thought of evil necromantic experiments washed away and replaced with compassion for those who were suffering. "I love you Sister," Zyldrina whispered gently, giving Arinia a kiss. "I know, my darling sister," Arinia replied fondly, glad that good had triumphed over evil once again.</blockquote>

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