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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kalanyr" data-source="post: 145599" data-attributes="member: 190">Kalanyr sits in the remains of the party decorations"For all my good intentions this did nothing. Perhapes I have even made the Goo stronger? Perhaps pointing the finger at others is a mistake we make, we are all to blame for what has happened to this world. We must all take responsibility for our own actions. So many of my people and the people of others have died due to my foolishness. But giving up and wallowing in misery, despair and self-pity just strengthen the Red and bring the Mists closer. What must be done is active. to help rebuild, to clear the skies and to heal the land. To restore the dead to life. To free the slaves of Acererak. "He stands and with a gesture shuts all the gates not leading to an area in need of help or held by an ally.  The party decorations vanish haveing repacked themselves behind him.Something in his eyes is sparking again and enegy buzzes around.  The aura of divinity around him forms and coalesces into a discernable emotion it is different to that of the Sword God , Iuz , Melkor , Zagyg or any of the other demigods or avatars, his aura holds no charm,death or battle lust, merely hope, the hope and determination to see things through to the end, the hope that all will be well if you do enough, if peace is worked for hard enough and the hope for peace, freedom and unity.(If the monologue above seems disjoined, its supposed to be, creatures capable of thinking in depth about more than one thing at a time tend to have monologues sound disordered I'd guess.)***************************************************Kalanyr kneels in front of the Statue to the fallen erected after the attack on the shade. His eyes are pale and his look is of rememberance and sorrow. "So much, so many have given for what is right. I feel I am unworthy of the form I wear, my deeds accomplish so little now,  the struggle to undo the evil I could cause in one day takes months.  I must do more. So very much to do." He stands and looks at Iggwilv, his only surviving close companion of the past 17 months, Eclavdra,Zuggtmoy and Lyzandred all fell in the battle with the shade, Keraptis and Xaene lost their lives in the battle with the Red Army."What do you think?" "Of what?" She queries"Of the fallen, of the needless suffering and death?"" I remember when I would have revelled in it, when I would have applauded Iuz, and felt a certain degree of motherly pride. But such times seem so distant now. I can only mourn what is done and do what I can to repair the damage. To lose hope is to undo the very essence of Freedom."Kalanyr stares at her and nods"You are right, to lose hope is to undo all we have worked for. It is time to act, to heal."As Kalanyr and Iggwilv disappear from the statue a spring of  Oerthblood springs from the ground where he knelt and moves to the statue, touching it,melding with it, transforming the rememberance to the brave and the fallen, be they mighty or humble, archmage or peasant, into Oerthblood. The statue glitters in the sunlight as the silver metal works to undo the devastation and poison around the area that was once the great City of Greyhawk.(Note to Edena-Eclavdra should be dead, I believe Jubilex exploded her in Turn 4)</blockquote>

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