Green Knight
First Post
Just for you, GK, to save your ailing mouse finger. This will be the last post on this thread.
Thanks a bunch, Sep!

Mostin appeared directly in front of the wounded Nwm, still in his eagle form, although appearing increasingly insubstantial. The Druid screeched in surprise – Mostin was still in his guise of a Thalassine sellsword.
"It’s me you idiot, relax," his condescension was unmistakable, but Mostin was shaking – Nwm was in the form of… a bird.
The Alienist touched him with an expression of revulsion on his face, and Nwm was instantly ‘teleported’ to his glade, three miles distant.*
And you Erinyes should change your wings to bat wings – I find your feathery forms distasteful. Execute!
"You will," said Eadric.
"I won’t," said Mostin.
"Yes."
"No."
"There is no danger involved, I assure you," the Paladin assured him.
"You have no idea what you’re asking."
"This is an irrational phobia, Mostin," Eadric persisted.
"Of course it’s irrational. It wouldn’t be a phobia, otherwise, would it?" The Alienist retorted.
"It’s not as if they are actually birds," Eadric said. "You don’t even have to look. Just cast the spell, and I’ll deal with the rest."
"Very well," he said. He turned to look at Mostin. "I would advise you against the further summoning of devils," he said. "It will eventually corrupt you."
Mostin quaked.
LMAO! Hehehe. Who knew that anyone could get so much play out of a feather phobia?

**
Form, in the traditional sense of the word, was not a characteristic that could be meaningfully ascribed to him. It was not that he possessed or did not possess it, more that the quality of ‘Form-ness’ was an inadequate paradigm through which he could be understood.
His shadow, they often sang, was brighter than the Sun. It was metaphorical, of course, because there was no source of light brighter than him. Nothing could cause him to cast a shadow.
Amongst the millions who basked in his presence, one, called Eniin, felt an impulse akin to a tugging. In less than an instant, he related the information to his master who, naturally, already knew.
GO
The Bright God commanded.
Eniin bowed and vanished.
**
Loved that description!
Eniin stepped forwards from the diagram, and towered above them all. His perfect form radiated peace, power, and profound certainty. He knelt in front of Eadric.
"Instruct me," the Planetar said.
"Nwm needs healing," Eadric said simply. "We need some help dealing with some Inevitables. I would appreciate it if you spoke with some Templars and demonstrated the error of their ways to them."
"The latter is Rintrah’s purview," Eniin said. "I am not permitted to intervene in the course of events that Lord Oronthon has prescribed."
That was also very cool. So Rintrah is a Gabriel type?
Great update all around. Can't wait for the next one.
