Moreth said:
"If you could alert us the moment you notice he has arrived in any of those locations for an inspection we should be able to strike hard enough to kill him before he can escape. You should expect quite a lot collateral damage, though."
"I will do this, but do not think you have been given licence to kill innocents indiscriminately. Do so, and you will answer to me."
Rhakzan said:
"You think you are bartering with mercenaries. The truth is we are the Perfect's children, and should be venerated by you and your church as saints. Your poor soul may scarcely conceive of it, but cast your divinations and you will find it to be true."
The Oracle turns to you and is silent for a moment, then she speaks.
"You think you speak the truth, but that is hardly worthy evidence. The church has seen its share of false prophets. Your memories may have been tampered with, or you may be delusional. The Perfect has risen from the mortal realm and no longer directs its affairs, trusting the Church to carry out His will here. That is His word and so it shall always be."
"Even if He were to send His avatars into the world, they would not be so tainted as you. I would advise that you do not speak to anyone else of this madness. Such heresy is tantamount to treason."
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Cann said:
"while my services can be bought, my loyalty cannot."
"Very well. I am a patient man. For now, your services are enough, so long as you do not betray me for another. My offer stands, and you will be well-advised to deliberate on it. Such opportunity does not come often."
Cann said:
"I am not interested in rulership, but merely the means in which to perfect myself. I desire access to research and resources that will allow me to reach this goal. As for my so called "companions", I do not know what they will want to do, nor their price. But should you enlist my services, I shall ask them."
The king thinks for a moment. Then he throws to you a small object. It is a medallion, made out of some silvery-blue metal and cold to the touch. On it is the pattern of a snowflake.
[untrained Know(Religion): The pattern is associated with Indra the Ice Maiden, a godess of weather, war, and healing.]
"Wear this prominently, and you will be marked as one of my favored. You will find such status convenient while you traverse the city. Take it to the Arcane Order guildhouse. I will send word that you are to be admitted as a senior member, with full access to their labs, their libraries, and any other resources you may require."
"Come see me tomorrow, at the palace, with or without your companions. I have a task for you. You will be well-compensated."
With this, the king and his guards take their leave. You notice that they have left the shackles behind, along with its key.