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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 5739656" data-attributes="member: 16069">The chamber, or else the inhabitants in the chamber seem to visibly relax- not let down their guard, but... this is a throne room afterall- you're heading towards the correct protocol.The chatty undead creature shuffles back towards his throne, rests there, and ruminates for a while."There are many things we wish for... alas we may have to temper our desires, the Goblins and the Gnome were less- ethical, they wanted power and were prepared to pay, or else have others pay for them. You... are... adventurers... the heroes- Yes?"The creature smiles, the first sign of warmth."Know this, we were heroes once- we fought just wars, and for the Vale, and for honour- ours and others. We were men once, never forget that, never forget that- we were like you... once."The creature warms to the task, grins some more, and then perches on the arm of the throne."We could ask for power, but I sense you have little enough of your own, and naught to spare. We could ask for money, or trinkets- but again you have nothing that we want- the Gnome was lucky, the sword he had was ours once, it served to remind us of a time long past- but like all things it is nothing more than a shadow down here in the dark... It serves no true purpose."The creature stands again..."There is one thing... One thing you can give- freely."The creature's smile turns into a snear."Your life... We wish to walk again, to feel the cold earth beneath our feet, the warmth of the sun on our back. We wish most of all to be free of this prison, this shell, this hated frame..."The creature's words build to a crescendo- slivers of spittle, or else some other liquid, hang from its mouth- it seethes in anger and frustration."We wish to go abroad again. Yesssss. That is what we wish."Again the creature grins- this time in reaction to your open mouthed stares."Will you give your life? Will you serve as host? Will you give your blood? Your bone? Your body? Consider this before you answer- we are not so different. We died fighting for right, for what we believed in- we did not worship dark gods, nor did we disgrace our souls in life, we were just and fair, and yet... And yet we were made to suffer, we became... This."The creature's skin on its face slowly peels back, as does its flesh from its body- to reveal a pulsing bloody mess of organs half dessicated, half lacerated and oozing- a tangled disgusting skinless bag of gory meat in the shape of a man."We suffer."The creature's skin, as quickly, grows back."We suffer horribly."The forlorn creature sits, head bowed- seemingly exhausted, after a while it looks up."We seek to return. It is a simple matter, it costs little, and hurts but for a moment- all it requires you give, is a life..."The creature holds Kyalia's gaze, question answered, and then pointedly looks at Velani."Your life."It matter-of-factly states.[GM]Just to make it clear, we're talking about Velani (their choice) becoming a revenant- in effect killing herself and allowing the spirits of the Lords of Rivenroar in. In game that's Velani changing race, and perhaps gaining some other 'memories', and/or, 'extras'.[/GM]</blockquote>

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