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<blockquote data-quote="devilish" data-source="post: 1946310" data-attributes="member: 17552">OOC: Individual replies soon!&nbsp; Hopefully within 24hrs.IC:Public Current Events : Solistarim {collapsed for convenience}[sblock] Dark Covenant - Part 2 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; The red robed man walked patiently into his throne room, though his expression said otherwise.&nbsp; His guards, eight bone-devils that flanked him in a semi-circle, knelt around his throne as he climbed its dais and sat down.&nbsp; At the bottom of the dais stood a tall woman in purple robes bearing a silver circle of her station.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Chancellor Despite,” the red-robed man began, “You called me from a conclave with the Illithid?&nbsp; I am waiting for the punchline.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “High Leader,” the woman said, with a faint smile.&nbsp; “I bring you great news today.&nbsp; During a Public Decortication, a thief we arrested in Blackmoor confessed that he had been inside the Tomb of Acererak.&nbsp; He was in its inner chamber and had some information we could use.“&nbsp; &nbsp; The High Leader regarded Chancellor Despite with a cold glare.&nbsp; Already trying to claw your way into my favor?, he thought, wasn’t your immediate promotion enough?&nbsp; News of Acererak was important, indeed, but not enough to have been unceremoniously interrupted while dealing with the Elder Brain and its Circle of Alhoon.&nbsp; He mentally recalled the location of the Chancellor’s two sons, currently on patrol on the Blackmoor border, for later.&nbsp; &nbsp; “We have learned,” the Chancellor continued, “that the demi-lich has been cut-off from the Negative Plane and has put his plans of Apotheosis on hold.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “A rift from the Negative Plane?,” asked the High Leader.&nbsp; “I have not heard a whimper from any of the Lich Lords.&nbsp; I was just face to face with the Circle of Alhoon.&nbsp; My guards have told me they cannot return home, but the undead are as healthy as ever.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “The rift is with the Negative Plane Proper,” the Chancellor answered.&nbsp; “Apparently, the undead are drawing their power from Oerth itself.&nbsp; Not enough, mind you,&nbsp; for any substantial damage to the plane.”&nbsp; &nbsp; Yes, Chancellor, thought the High Leader,&nbsp; you best mind me.&nbsp; His next order became easier.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Chancellor, I want you to travel to the Vast Swamp and parlay with the demi-lich.&nbsp; Inform it of our mutual understanding and offer our support and assistance.&nbsp; Take up residence there and act on our behalf.&nbsp; Without its Apotheosis, I shouldn’t have any trouble convincing our undead constituents that a permanent alliance with it would prove to our detriment.”------&nbsp; &nbsp; The Chancellor smiled amiably and left the throne room.&nbsp; Acererak?&nbsp; A possible ally?&nbsp; Is the High Leader that desperate? She shrugged.&nbsp; No matter...he did exactly what I wanted him to in sending me to the Vast Swamp.&nbsp;&nbsp; Unlike true politics, a revolution is easily orchestrated at a distance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; [/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="devilish, post: 1946310, member: 17552"] OOC: Individual replies soon! Hopefully within 24hrs. IC: Public Current Events : Solistarim {collapsed for convenience} [sblock] [B] Dark Covenant - Part 2 [/B] The red robed man walked patiently into his throne room, though his expression said otherwise. His guards, eight bone-devils that flanked him in a semi-circle, knelt around his throne as he climbed its dais and sat down. At the bottom of the dais stood a tall woman in purple robes bearing a silver circle of her station. “Chancellor Despite,” the red-robed man began, “You called me from a conclave with the Illithid? I am waiting for the punchline.” “High Leader,” the woman said, with a faint smile. “I bring you great news today. During a Public Decortication, a thief we arrested in Blackmoor confessed that he had been inside the Tomb of Acererak. He was in its inner chamber and had some information we could use.“ The High Leader regarded Chancellor Despite with a cold glare. [I]Already trying to claw your way into my favor?,[/I] he thought, [I]wasn’t your immediate promotion enough?[/I] News of Acererak was important, indeed, but not enough to have been unceremoniously interrupted while dealing with the Elder Brain and its Circle of Alhoon. He mentally recalled the location of the Chancellor’s two sons, currently on patrol on the Blackmoor border, for later. “We have learned,” the Chancellor continued, “that the demi-lich has been cut-off from the Negative Plane and has put his plans of Apotheosis on hold.” “A rift from the Negative Plane?,” asked the High Leader. “I have not heard a whimper from any of the Lich Lords. I was just face to face with the Circle of Alhoon. My guards have told me they cannot return home, but the undead are as healthy as ever.” “The rift is with the Negative Plane Proper,” the Chancellor answered. “Apparently, the undead are drawing their power from Oerth itself. Not enough, mind you, for any substantial damage to the plane.” Yes, Chancellor, thought the High Leader, you best mind me. His next order became easier. “Chancellor, I want you to travel to the Vast Swamp and parlay with the demi-lich. Inform it of our mutual understanding and offer our support and assistance. Take up residence there and act on our behalf. Without its Apotheosis, I shouldn’t have any trouble convincing our undead constituents that a permanent alliance with it would prove to our detriment.” ------ The Chancellor smiled amiably and left the throne room. [I]Acererak? A possible ally? Is the High Leader that desperate?[/I] She shrugged. [I]No matter...he did exactly what I wanted him to in sending me to the Vast Swamp. Unlike true politics, a revolution is easily orchestrated at a distance.[/I] [/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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