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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tellerian Hawke" data-source="post: 7244765" data-attributes="member: 6790669">Clare's Response[gm]For a refresher on Skorane and Clare, see these links:<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/showthread.php?502134-GREYHAWK-THE-GOLDEN-ERA-CY963-CHAPTER-THREE&p=7035823&viewfull=1#post7035823">Skorane</a><a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/showthread.php?502134-GREYHAWK-THE-GOLDEN-ERA-CY963-CHAPTER-THREE&p=7035823&viewfull=1#post7035823"></a><a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/showthread.php?502134-GREYHAWK-THE-GOLDEN-ERA-CY963-CHAPTER-THREE&p=7035831&viewfull=1#post7035831">Clare</a><a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/showthread.php?502134-GREYHAWK-THE-GOLDEN-ERA-CY963-CHAPTER-THREE&p=7035831&viewfull=1#post7035831"></a>[/gm]The golem's blue eyes flicker momentarily, and you hear light laughter coming from the hollow, metallic construct: "Yes, I am Dame Clare, and Serindak is my childe, to be sure, but he has never been, and will never be, my mate. I have never known true love, because I have never met anyone I could completely trust. Every male I have ever trusted has betrayed me. But I thank them all for that, for they taught me that skill quite well, and since that time, I have mastered it even better than they. I do trust Serindak, because he is my childe, linked to me by the dark blood, his fate tied to mine, forever. But that's as far as my trust goes; for example, I'm quite certain that I can't trust you any further than I can throw you, my dear."The golem once again rings with hollow laughter. "I do not offer you death, my dear. I offer you LIFE. If you come with me now, I will breed you with my slave, Nelvranda; she's one of the comeliest examples of Drow kind that I have ever encountered. You would experience great pleasure with her, I'm certain of it. You might even fall in love with her, although I can tell you, THAT would be a mistake. She is a treacherous thing, unpredictable, I taught her too well in all things. But that's beside the point; I need your offspring, since I can no longer produce them. Offspring that I can nurture and train from infancy, to become my true family. You and Nelvranda will be mommy and daddy, and I'll be sweet Aunt Clare. And when they are of age, I will bestow upon all of you The Dark Gift, and we can explore eternity together, and take what we desire. Consider my offer carefully, I don't make such offers very often. But I know potential when I see it, and YOU are full of potential, my dear. I've got good instincts, and I always follow them. If you're smart, you will allow yourself to trust my instincts as well. What possible future could you have as an adventurer? Risking your life every day, and for what? A little gold, a little glory, and death at the hands of a Dragon? Or a Demon? Or a Lich in some dirty tomb? What kind of future is that?"The timbre of Clare's voice changes audibly, but again, laughter echoes from the hollow golem: "Bravo, sweet Respen, you've done your homework. You speak of The Old Ones, the ones of legend. But that's all they are, my dear, legends. I have never met an Old One, and believe me, I have tried; I have spent countless years scrying for them, sending minions out into your world to roam the dark corners, and the forgotten places. Among the Drow, there are legends of the Old Ones living somewhere within The Underdark, but I have scoured the darkness and found nothing. If the Old Ones do exist, their interests lie no longer within this world, for they have seemingly abandoned their connection to it. The term you use, 'True Vampire', shows that you already know much; in their arrogance, they gave themselves that name, for they believe themselves above the rest of us. To tell you the truth, I'd like to meet one of them, and put this moniker to the test. I'd like to see which of us is the 'True' Vampire. I wield a power beyond your reckoning, little mageling, and probably beyond their reckoning as well."RESPEN: What do you do? What is your response (if any)?</blockquote>

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