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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Archon Basileus" data-source="post: 7532082" data-attributes="member: 6855545">EVERYONE "Once more, we are accused of injustice." - the man retorts, glancing at Alice. "But we were plundered this time around. Why are our incursions so much worse than yours? Because you send your feeble burglars - Forgive me, 'adventurers'! - to invade our temples in silence and steal away our treasures? What justifies your actions above ours? If you're so inclined to cry injustice at our exploits, deliver us our tome, then, and show that justice of yours instead of declaring it! Otherwise, at least admit we're the same and consider a deal." - he waves around, showing the unsheathed weapons and bloodied hands of the heroes."Or, if it pleases you, kill us! No one asked for mercy. Strength does not allow such a thing. The winner takes the spoils. The strong leads and ravages. The weak suffers. Such is the way of life, cruel as it may be." - he looks the Darkest Knight in the eyes as he proclaims. "Why don't you show what you're made of? At least the Dragon is honest about his ways... Like a true underdweller should be!" - he points towards Moss.  It's the woman that turns, now. "Yes, we are the Dark Ones... We may have cthnonian blood within. As your allies do..." - she points out towards Alice. "And, yes, we sought success, as any army of yours would. If these are crimes, we're both guilty of them..." - she points out pragmatically. "Surely, you've defeated us. After all, you were here to surprise us. Such a lovely coincidence... Isn't it? Almost as if the priestess could foresee the future and use it in her favor... Do what your heart says. Refuse us, if you will. Strike. Death is no strange to us." - she speaks on a rough, matter-of-fact tone.She sees the resolve in Moss' eyes, and even Daxio's apologetic tone reinforces the command. Her eyes roll between the two of them, as if calculating their reactions. Finally, she relinquishes the lance and the sword, dismounting. She takes off the helmet and unveils her face, much like her companion did, not long before."There" - she glances at Moss. "You are of the Dark. You know what I speak of. Turn us to the Green Elves and we'll die at their hands. After they robbed us. We quaerreled with the Thunderscales many times. But we respected each other's strength. They... They hide behind their weakness. You know it to be true. Turn us in if you will. Invite them to plunder your people, in the future, as they have and as they inevitably will. Deliver us to their 'justice'. You know the end of it: an army of cowards killing two warriors outside of combat. It is their way. Not the way of the Underworld."She then turns to Daxio, leaving Moss to pass judgement."Our Tome of the Dead is our sacred book. It holds secrets of wisdom and religion, the names of our gods and our dead. It allows us to merge with the sacred realms of beyond, settle disputes, bury our dead... So, you'll see why we're so desperate to have it back..." - she glances at the Arcanist - "... and why the priestess interest confuses us so. After all, why would someone who abhores our gods and shuns them as aberrant entities wish for a book that allows them to be known, to be seen, to be spoken to?" - she turns directly to Zyara, knowing her origins for her robes and techniques, no doubt. @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=6847138" target="_blank">Charlotte of Oz</a> @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=24380" target="_blank">Neurotic</a> @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=6801311" target="_blank">KahlessNestor</a> @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=4936" target="_blank">Shayuri</a> @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=87106" target="_blank">MetaVoid</a> @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=1231" target="_blank">Kaodi</a></blockquote>

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