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Eye of Profane Truth
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Nephtys
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Rkhet said:
Moreth breathes deeply, his eyes narrowing dangerously as he tries once again to fight his impulse to answer disrespect with annihilation.
"Then let us move this conversation to a more suitable location," he hisses acerbically. "Unless your decrepit people usually discuss delicate matters of state in public view."
Rkhet said:
Part of Lessa recognizes what should be truth in the King's words; but the corruption within speaks more loudly; showing glimpses of the plane of Fire. "Were the world remade in that image", it speaks in her mind, "you'd never be cold again."
"The Inferno is no less a part of nature than the Green; simply less common here."
Moreth: Dorthonian gives you a withering stare, and for a moment it seems he would attack. But he controls his temper.
"Very well. But if I find that you are wasting my time, then you will regret it."
He turns to the priestess.
"I will make use the Room of Thought."
"Yes, my lord."
You are lead to a small room. It is carpeted, but otherwise bare. The room smells pleasantly of incense.
Dorthonian: "None can hear us here. Speak."
"Very well. But if I find that you are wasting my time, then you will regret it."
He turns to the priestess.
"I will make use the Room of Thought."
"Yes, my lord."
You are lead to a small room. It is carpeted, but otherwise bare. The room smells pleasantly of incense.
Dorthonian: "None can hear us here. Speak."
Lessa:
"In that case, you are welcome to try. But you will not be the first. These jungles are unnaturally resistant to fire and axe. Some say that it is cursed."
A page approaches. He whispers in the king's ear. You study the king's expression, but he gives nothing away.
He nods in your direction. "You must excuse me. It seems that there are some things that require my attention."
He rings a bell, summoning a butler.
"Jonathan here will see to it that you have anything that you need. It has been a pleasure."
The king takes his leave.
"In that case, you are welcome to try. But you will not be the first. These jungles are unnaturally resistant to fire and axe. Some say that it is cursed."
A page approaches. He whispers in the king's ear. You study the king's expression, but he gives nothing away.
He nods in your direction. "You must excuse me. It seems that there are some things that require my attention."
He rings a bell, summoning a butler.
"Jonathan here will see to it that you have anything that you need. It has been a pleasure."
The king takes his leave.
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Nephtys
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Rkhet said:
"And if I find out that I'm wasting my time on a minor functionary your race will regret it." Moreth smiles predatorically.
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Moreth follows the officer, casting a Greater Arcane Sight before entering the building. When the door closes behind them he answers the elf.
"First of all, there is one thing you need to understand and one rule you need to observe. I expect to be treated with courtesy. If you fail in that the consequences will be dire. I do not make empty threats."
"Second, I will tell you something else about my nature. I have just resently arrived on this world from the plane where I was created. And in that time I have discovered, as I've already suspected, that I am one of the most powerful individuals on the planet. My siblings equal my power, but few indeed exceed it. The fact that I am here, in the heart of the elven domain, and demanding your respect should be evidence enough. For I do not fear your petty rage. But if you need further evidence I will be pleased to provide it."
"Furthermore, I have not yet committed to any other alliances than the one I would suggest to your Gods. I am still neutral, and as such an enormous potential resource for your degraded people. You have allowed yourself to be treated like cattle, by a race you once considered inferior. You should be grasping at straws, if you have any pride left in your hearts, and I am so much more than that.
"The Human Empire is at war, with an enemy that might well be their equal, and there are signs that point towards its disintegration. If ever you should strike against them it should be soon, before they overcome their difficulties. You must strike hard, fast and utterly ruthlessly, or be doomed to fade away and be lost forever. Time, as always, is working against you. And yet, you may already be too weak to reverse your decline...
"Do you not need an ally? I may be your last hope."
ooc: Diplomacy +40
If the elf is still uncooperative Moreth will cast Dominate Person on him.
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Moreth:
Greater Arcane Sight:
[sblock]The walls of the room radiates Strong Abjuration, Strong Illusion, and Moderate Enchantment.
Dorthonian has no spell-like abilities. He is carrying several magic items, minor by your standards.[/sblock]
"Your vanity does not become you, human. The lesser races may build their empires, and this one has been strong, but such things fall quickly before the onslaught of the centuries. It is the natural way of things that the Empire shall wither away, restoring us as the rightful masters of this land, with or without your help.
But very well - show me your 'power'. If you are indeed worthy of the courtesy you demand, then perhaps the Triune will wish to see you. They will require proof that you are not a spy, but I will leave such things to the divine."
Lessa:
The page has left with the king. you are speaking with the butler.
"Ah, may I congratulate you, milady. It is in the southern manor district, fifteen minutes or so by carriage. Does milady wish to see it?"
Greater Arcane Sight:
[sblock]The walls of the room radiates Strong Abjuration, Strong Illusion, and Moderate Enchantment.
Dorthonian has no spell-like abilities. He is carrying several magic items, minor by your standards.[/sblock]
"Your vanity does not become you, human. The lesser races may build their empires, and this one has been strong, but such things fall quickly before the onslaught of the centuries. It is the natural way of things that the Empire shall wither away, restoring us as the rightful masters of this land, with or without your help.
But very well - show me your 'power'. If you are indeed worthy of the courtesy you demand, then perhaps the Triune will wish to see you. They will require proof that you are not a spy, but I will leave such things to the divine."
Lessa:
The page has left with the king. you are speaking with the butler.
"Ah, may I congratulate you, milady. It is in the southern manor district, fifteen minutes or so by carriage. Does milady wish to see it?"
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Nephtys
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Rkhet said:
"And in the mean time your race will be enslaved, your blood will be diluted and your culture and religion corrupted, eroded and ultimately forgotten. The Empire may fall in time, but your people will be lost forever. If you fail to understand that then you are not only vain, but also foolish." He casts True Seeing.
"But very well, your request is reasonable." He casts Spellturning "I shall demonstrate my power," He casts Mirror Image (Q), Deathward (Q), and Displacement (Q) "and I shall do so against your worst enemy, wether or not you realise that obvious fact." He changes shape into a Solar. "Scry, if you will, The Cathedral of Vinecastle." He casts Greater Teleport to 400 feet directly above the Cathedral.
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