crazy_monkey1956
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The illusory face contorts for a moment, obviously concentrating on something.
As she is answering, Valen, Muzdum, William and Aleera climb up the ridge, encountering Johen's entangle spell. They can get around it, but it will take a few minutes. They do, however, overhear what the possessed Corath is saying.
The entity answers Aohdan, "Yes, I mean Aleera. She is but one of more than a dozen magically created copies of my body, incarnated in various races, that I keep around as insurance. You see, my spirit cannot be destroyed. As to what I am...every race and culture has legends of the serpent. The creature coiled at the bottom of the world tree, gnawing at the roots of the world. The snake that tempted the first mortals. The mysterious serpent who spoke forbidden words of magic into the ear of Vecna himself. I am all these things and more. And, to be quite honest, I have no more time for you. Give me the Dagger and I will give you back this construct that you seem to care about so much. Since my power is limited in this form, I would even be willing to show you what happened on the plateau since, according to this construct's memories, that is your mission, is it not?"
Norali whispers to Aohdan, "I think the terrible price is Aleera."
Aleera, still dangling from the ridge on a rope near William, Valen and Muzdum, whispers to the paladin, the ranger, and the dwarf, visibly shaken and disturbed, "I always wondered why I had little memory of my childhood...why I was so different from the other elves...now I know. Promise me something...," she looks specifically at Valen, "promise me, as a fellow hunter...destroy the orcs. Whatever it takes, whatever allies you must gather...wipe them out and whatever is controlling them." Her whisper gains an intensity and harshness, "Promise me!"
As she is answering, Valen, Muzdum, William and Aleera climb up the ridge, encountering Johen's entangle spell. They can get around it, but it will take a few minutes. They do, however, overhear what the possessed Corath is saying.
The entity answers Aohdan, "Yes, I mean Aleera. She is but one of more than a dozen magically created copies of my body, incarnated in various races, that I keep around as insurance. You see, my spirit cannot be destroyed. As to what I am...every race and culture has legends of the serpent. The creature coiled at the bottom of the world tree, gnawing at the roots of the world. The snake that tempted the first mortals. The mysterious serpent who spoke forbidden words of magic into the ear of Vecna himself. I am all these things and more. And, to be quite honest, I have no more time for you. Give me the Dagger and I will give you back this construct that you seem to care about so much. Since my power is limited in this form, I would even be willing to show you what happened on the plateau since, according to this construct's memories, that is your mission, is it not?"
Norali whispers to Aohdan, "I think the terrible price is Aleera."
Aleera, still dangling from the ridge on a rope near William, Valen and Muzdum, whispers to the paladin, the ranger, and the dwarf, visibly shaken and disturbed, "I always wondered why I had little memory of my childhood...why I was so different from the other elves...now I know. Promise me something...," she looks specifically at Valen, "promise me, as a fellow hunter...destroy the orcs. Whatever it takes, whatever allies you must gather...wipe them out and whatever is controlling them." Her whisper gains an intensity and harshness, "Promise me!"
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