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Message: <blockquote data-quote="JustinCase" data-source="post: 6995199" data-attributes="member: 6776182">Erevan was panicking.This was his doing. It happened again, and once more he got someone killed. First his cousin Raevion, then YukYuk, and now...No! Remember what Sarith said? The kuo toa invent their gods, the definition of madness.The noble elf rises, and turns to his companions."Stop this," he says with the quiet confidence of someone who is used to being obeyed.Becoming more certain with every moment, Erevan turns to Shuushar, asking, "Please translate my words, friend."Erevan focuses on Ploop, but talks clearly enough for anyone to hear."My name is Erevan Aenovindë, son of Prince Aelias Aenovindë of Thornwood, and me and my friends have come to you for aid. This ritual we all just witnessed went terribly wrong, but don't you dare blame us for it. If anything, it displayed for all to see the impotence of your so-called goddess.Because in your heart of hearts, you realize the truth. This Sea Mother is a fantasy, a fiction created by you in an attempt to feel powerful, to be powerful. So consuming this irrational dream is, you even drove off your own daughter! And you stubborn desires have even made you consider having your child murdered.Isn't it time to stop this? You know what, you're going to do the right thing. You're going to get past your own ego, and make up with your daughter. Tell her you're sorry. And we're going to help you."</blockquote>