Last Stand of the Dorinthians (Final Chapter)

I wonder if he is referring to IT. The one that we unleashed. Remember what he said about to us before he left….” She says in low tones towards Datris.

The answers we seek, have a better chance of being found within places where others dare not seek. I say we head towards the source. Is there a strong hold or a heavily infected area of the City? Perhaps a place where once people have lived but is now desolated with diseases?” She says to the King.
 

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"I know of the plague. It was what I had seen in the vision that the sphere granted me, and in each version of the future I saw horrible betrayals that drove me into madness. I saw long years of suffering as a fearful sect of elves watched their homes being threatened by enemies they were no longer strong enough to stave off. And so they decided to use their magically created disease against the orcs as they had done multiple times before in untold past generations, then against the encroaching and threatening Tallione Empire which was a new target for them and which would lead them to target other humanoids they considered to be threats. In all versions of the future I saw this secretive sect fall deeper into paranoia as suspicious humanoids came closer to discovering the truth of the disease. And as each investigation grew closer to revealing the truth, the sect killed off the detectives. This led to tensions between races, which in turn led to either a new elven conquest or the use of the disease against stronger foes. Races continued to fall until even the elven citizens began to question the decisions of their leaders despite their renewed safety and growth. And with that came more internal strife, and civil war until even the race of the elves would find their biggest fears had come true and that they too were finished as a people. In my shattered mind it was better to quicken the end... to cause such chaos as to allow the races to finish one another off within a few years as opposed to a century of fire and suffering. It is the elves that hold the secret of this disease, though most of their citizens would be appalled if they only knew."
 

The emperor whispers back, "There are several places that have been nearly abandoned in the city, usually in the poorer districts, but scavengers can still be found looting at times." He then focuses back on the apparition.
 

Caramip Ashhearth

"Full circle we have come, no?" She says quietly as she listens to the Gnome's story. Afterwards she looks back to both the King and to Dartis, "Thoughts?"


OOC: She is not much of an interigator. So I am unsure what questions she would ask.
 

"If he is telling the truth, then it would seem that the elves may have the answer. Perhaps we can force it from them if we must, or perhaps we can continue to try to get answers from the priests of Festios, although they have been decimated by our searches and have gone underground. Tell me, phantom," the emperor asks Astraughlay, "would we find allies among the elves or have they all turned their backs on humanity?"

"No, not all. Many remember the times that the men of Dorin and the men before Dorin had come to the aid of the elves during orc incursions. Many others simply believe that humans, dwarves, gnomes, and halflings are basically decent folk and would not approve of this genocide, and would turn against those that supported it. In the visions that I had, the realization that some elves of the High Council would act against other races in such away led to the civil war that would be the destruction of that ancient elves and the death knell of the remnants of civilization."
 

OOC: Sorry for the absence DT. Should be back on track now.

"Probably the Warhawks." mutters Dartis.
"But yes, there are those among the elves who would still aid us I believe, those who hold true to their ancient past. That source IT spoke of would be in the Silver Forest and could not be taken by force, but rather by diplomacy and in a way that must avoid civil war. Not all Astraughlay saw has come to pass, so he saw what may come to pass, not what will be, or his twisted mind interpreted what he saw one way. Damn it I need Silas." says Dartis rubbing his head.

"Has there ever been a temple to Festios, anywhere?" Dartis asks the emperor and Astraughlay.

"Astraughlay, is there a cure to the original elven plague, and do you know if the elves forsaw the alterations by Festios? Who among the elves holds the secrets? How is this plague spread? Redeem yourself Astraughlay, your kin are safe now save those who saved them. Speak!"
 

"There have been temples of a sort. The priests of Festios have a fondness of groves, especially those that feature decay such as where forests meet marsh and when trees are covered in fungii and moss. Because of these conditions, many groves are temporary and the ones we know of that have been more permanent we've burned as we've found them. There seemed little of worth in the groves, only remnants of human sacrifice and whatever the priests carried with them." The emperor states, although Astraughlay seems not to know much else.

The phantom says, "I did not foresee these priests of Festios twisting the plague, although my mind was focused on civilization and these men seem too few in number. Even if they succeed and they survive, I doubt they will continue humanity's achievements. I believe that the elves may have a cure. It was true that in some of my visions, the elves started a civil war in an effort to wrest the formula from their brethren since they believed they could create an antidote and save the remnants of the other races. The disease is based on twisted arcane nature magic, and because of that only some of the more powerful elven mages have knowledge of it. These mages are few in number, but both ruthless and mighty. They truly believe they are saving the elven race, however, so they are also dedicated. The plague itself is spread through the water supplies, then it becomes contagious. A dead body can spread it, such as in the visions of dead and infected Imperial soldiers that the elves left in the river near the new home of the Dorinthian refugees. As for saving my people, I admit that you have done well in protecting them and I hope you will succeed. But your enemies have the advantage and you have not yet found a way to victory."
 

Caramip Ashhearth

"Perhaps that is why they were so reluctent in letting the Dorthian people live so close to their domain. Fear of them finding out the truth or the plague somehow mutating so that it would effect them. Or perhaps both." Mumbles the Gnome as her mind drifts deeper into thought.


Pipping up, her gaze shifts towards the ghost imagine and asks, "Phantom, who amoung the Elves was the greatest defender of the plague and the greatest crusader against it? We will need to know who we can trust and who we must watch out for if we are going to approach them."
 

"I know little of elven politics and factions, but it will be the priests of their sun god that will start the Civil War in order to save the other races. They did not know of the plague. Only the strongest of wizards who at the time controlled the Silver Forest Council had knowledge of the plague and its history and use."
 

"Astraughlay, you have seen many things. I do not know if you now see things that are unfolding. Tell me, is my friend Silas well? I fear for him on his mission. Have you any visions of him?"
 

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