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<pre>### Later, inside the Bandit's Blade
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<pre>### A little while back Padraic tells me "We will speak soon."
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### After a short while I take him up on the offer.
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### His response was quite prompt.
  
The Bandit's Blade Tavern
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The sun slowly disappears in the west.
  Under a low ceiling encrusted in cigar smoke lie the numerous tables of
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The clouds begin to disperse, clearing the sky.
this large tavern. The floor is covered in bits of food and cloth, and the
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wiry oak rafters above are shrouded with layer upon layer of dust.  The
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floor boards are scratched and scuffed, presumably from numerous duels and
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confrontations that take place here.  To the east, the counter and drink
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shelf lie.  To the south and east, the numerous tables continue, while to
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the west is a back room.
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[Exits: east south west]
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Padraic tells you 'Gate to me.'
Elciryar the thief leader and betrayer of the ethrons sits here.
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Shasarik has arrived.
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Shasarik looks at a rotund old barkeep.
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You step into the void, crossing space with your magics.
Shasarik says 'What is our business here?'
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The magical winds of the void tear at you!
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You fade into existence.
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Your passage through the void DISMEMBERS you!
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The Infirmary
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  The infirmary of Krilin Fortress is a spacious room with bare wooden
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walls and a well-worn log floor. A wooden countertop is build into the west
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wall, cluttered with bandages, salves, and healing ointments.  A round
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shield decorated with the symbol of Jolinn is mounted on the wall.  The
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infirmary continues south.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Talk. Talk of various things.'
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[Exits: south]
Vaeshir braces himself against the shelves and lowers himself to the floor.
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(Hide) Padraic the Hero of the Shadows is here.
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A scholar of water bustles about the infirmary.
  
Shasarik sighs in small, controlled bursts.
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Padraic looks at you.
  
Vaeshir gazes up at Shasarik through the cloth bound about his face.
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Players near you:
Vaeshir says softly 'You are tense. Why?'
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(PK) Vaeshir                     The Infirmary
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(PK) Padraic                      The Infirmary
  
Shasarik says 'The girl... the girl... I admire the fighter's style but...'
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You fade out of existence.
  
Put to work by the leaders of the Bandit's Blade, this young girl is at
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Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.  
the beck and call of the criminals in the tavern. She appears harrowed by
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Vaeshir says softly 'Shal I take us somewhere more private?'
the experience of working under the conditions imposed by men of such
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unscrupulous natures. 
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A young servant girl is in excellent condition.
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Shasarik says 'I cannot glean her intentions...'
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Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Shasarik says 'No, the other one'
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Padraic spreads his hands.
Shasarik says 'Isyle.'
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Shasarik says 'True neutrals... they disturb me.'
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Vaeshir furrows his brow.
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Padraic says 'Do as you like.'
Vaeshir says softly 'Neutral in which matters?'
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Vaeshir says softly 'Which girl do you speak of?'
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Shasarik says 'They cloak themselves in a shroud of indifference... armor of stasis...  Isyle... the fighter.'
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Players near you:
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(PK) Vaeshir                      The Infirmary
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(PK) Padraic                      The Infirmary
  
You haggle with a rotund old barkeep.
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Vaeshir says softly 'If there is no need.'
You buy a mug of sailor's ale for 675 gold.
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Vaeshir nods to Padraic.
  
Shasarik says 'From our last clash with the Lords of Conquest I found that the technique of fighters is... potent.'
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Padraic steps out of the shadows.
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Padraic says 'What are your feelings on our High Priest?'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'An interesting name for a woman.'
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Vaeshir's expression hardens, his face now grave.
  
Shasarik says 'I thought as much...'
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Padraic says 'The question is a simple one.'
  
Vaeshir takes a small sip of his ale.
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Vaeshir says softly 'It carries with it a great number of questions.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'I have both praise and reservations for the man.'
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Vaeshir smiles thinly 'Why do you ask?'
  
You drink dark ale from a mug of sailor's ale.
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Padraic steps out of the shadows.
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Padraic says 'I have been away from my duties for quite some time'
  
Shasarik says 'I wish a fighter servant... but Isyle will not be bound, I suppose.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'Did you know him at all before your departure?'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Few can be bound with words alone.'
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Padraic nods.
Vaeshir raises his gaze to meet your own.
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Shasarik nods at this.
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Vaeshir says softly 'You feel he may have changed?'
Shasarik says 'There is something else...'
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Shasarik says 'It is the Darklord...'
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Shasarik says 'He is of my Vanguard and still I do not trust him fully.'
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Vaeshir traces the rim of his glass with a finger, a slight hint of interest in his face.
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Padraic says 'I am wondering, perhaps hoping, that he has.'
  
Shasarik says 'This plagues me, for only those who I am assured of... only those who...'
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Vaeshir laces his fingers together before him.
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Vaeshir says softly 'Hoping that he might have changed how?'
  
Shasarik sighs.
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Padraic says 'My own questions remains unanswered.'
  
Vaeshir says into the mug 'Why?'
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Vaeshir says softly 'Quite true.'
Vaeshir says softly 'Why do you not trust him?'
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Shasarik says 'He was inducted without my presence at the ceremony.  And he is of the Elder.'
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Padraic eyes the scholar quietly.
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Padraic says 'Perhaps it is best if you take us away.'
  
You think 'Excellent.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'Very well.'
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Vaeshir traces a broad circle in the air.
  
Vaeshir raises the glass to his lips again.
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A shimmering gate rises up before you.
You drink dark ale from a mug of sailor's ale.
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Shasarik says 'I... I found my eyes locked upon the Saurian Elder once... he attempted to bind me...'
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You enter a shimmering gate.
Shasarik says 'I was young... and foolish... I ran... ran on the legs of a mortal from a god.'
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A Crystal-filled Cave
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  The subterranean tunnel curves to the north and east at this point, the
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cave walls formed of a dark brown sedimentary stone. Sprouting from this
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stone are dozens of naturally-formed crystals, whose intricate shapes line
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the walls in shimmering patterns. Broken shards and whole shafts of crystal
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lay about the floor of the cave, the smaller pieces filling the various
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cracks and variations in the stone floor.  
  
Vaeshir gives Shasarik an offhand glance.
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[Exits: north east]
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    A shimmering black gate rises from the ground, leading to parts unknown.
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A large pile of crystals moves fitfully about the cave.
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You fade into existence.
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Your passage through the void hits you.
  
Shasarik removes his helm slowly to reveal the trigon of the Vanguard in its entirety.
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Padraic has arrived through a shimmering gate.
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Padraic's passage through the void wounds him.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Perhaps that was answer enough.'
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### Wander wander wander.
  
Shasarik says 'There is no rune of the Elder in this.'
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Players near you:
Shasarik says 'And there is a reason for that.'
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(PK) Vaeshir                      A Rough Earthen Tunnel
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(PK) Padraic                      A Crystal-filled Cave
  
### The symbol on Shasarik's forehead:
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A Rough Earthen Tunnel
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  The walls of the rough earthen tunnel continue, with jagged pieces of
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stone protruding from the sides.  The floor is uneven, and appears to have
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been chiseled in places.  The rough tunnel continues to the north and east,
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and a side tunnel leads upwards. 
  
The Symbol of the Black Vanguard consists of a midnight-black Raven
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[Exits: east west up]
surrounded by three smaller markings.  Such is the nature of the Symbol that
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(Hide) Padraic the Hero of the Shadows is here.
no one component dominates its perfect equilibrium.  Around the Raven, the
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peripheral markings are positioned at the vertexes of a thinly-detailed
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equilateral triangle drawn in red.  The Raven itself is drawn as a perfectly
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symmetrical image of beautiful, refined power, the eyes of which are
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narrowed to sharp, ever-viligant slits.  Even for a lifeless symbol, the
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Raven appears particularly immobile, its wings of pitch creased back evenly,
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allowing its presence alone to manifest its capabilities.  Within the
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lower-left corner of the triangle is the symbol of the Great Dragon of the
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Void, pulsing softly with the unenergies of the nothingness itself.  Within
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the lower-right corner of the triangle is the symbol of the Father of the
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Mask, Lord of the Fallen, fading in and out of the grasp of your sight.
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Within the apex is the mark of the Silver Pentagram, flowing with the
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ever-present energies of the Collective.  Between the eyes of the Raven,
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occupying the very center of the trigon, is a small rune of Will,
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identifying Shasarik as the Lieutenant of the Black Vanguard.
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Shasarik says 'The goals of the Sept are not our own.'
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Padraic nods.
Shasarik says 'Their practices are not our own.'
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Shasarik says 'And there will be a time when their ways conflict with ours.'
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Vaeshir tilts the mug back deeply, emptying it as you speak.
 
  
You drop a mug of sailor's ale.
 
The gods give you 60 gold coins for your sacrifice.
 
  
Vaeshir looks at Shasarik intently.
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Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.  
Vaeshir says softly 'What is your opinion of the High Priest?'
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Shasarik says 'When this day comes, and Khaseem must choose, we will no longer hold influence over the Sept and it will be much more difficult to destroy him.'
 
Shasarik peers at the rafters with this topic change.
 
Shasarik buys a huge glass of Brintor Mountain Snow.
 
  
Vaeshir says softly 'I have said those words to you myself in the past, but we may continue speaking of them later.'
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Padraic steps out of the shadows.
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Padraic says 'The question, to the hyperactive mind, is laced with political agendas and intrigue.'
  
Shasarik sets the glass on a table and peers at you.
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### Oh, I don't think your mind has to be _that_ hyperactive
  
Vaeshir taps a claw against the broken wooden floorboards idly.
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Padraic says 'But truthfully, I merely seek to ascertain the current state of our house, nothing more.'
  
Shasarik says 'The High Priest is abled of mind, but sometimes I believe he puts his own powers before the power of the Collective in its entirety.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'It would be difficult for me to judge him without bringing my own wants for the future of the House to bear upon my opinion.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'If you could tell me what in particular troubled you I would be able to speak to it directly.'
  
Vaeshir smiles, facing southward 'A direct answer.'
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Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.
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Padraic steps out of the shadows.
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Padraic tips the chalice in your direction, arching an eyebrow inquisitively.
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Padraic says 'Or have you brought your own supplies this time?'
  
Shasarik says 'Perhaps I make this observation because the Vanguard relies more on the whole than on any one blade...'
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Vaeshir says softly 'I have, but I would drink in rememberance if you like.'
Shasarik says 'But a mage can do wonders alone.'
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Vaeshir's smile deepens into a grin.
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[SHUNNED] Amyril: If you see Ehraejal, tell me please
  
Shasarik says 'No living soul will deny that the High Priest is of power.'
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### You can go to hell.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'He did use his power to bring the Warlord among us.'
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Your current aliases are:
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    lick:  ,licks his lips gingerly.
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    so:  esay 'says softly'
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    incline:  ,inclines his head slightly.
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    run:  ,traces his fingers idly across the scales covering his neck.
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    rsc:  order all rescue
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    bl:  c blind
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    wry:  smote Vaeshir's lips twist into a wry smile.
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    tilt:  ,tilts his head to one side inquisitively.
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    blink:  tell self You don't have eyes.
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    ls:  where pk
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    frown:  smote The edges of Vaeshir's mouth turn downward slightly.
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    2:  quaff goblet
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    1:  where ehraejal
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    cry:  ,lets out a silent cry, bringing his hands to his head in pain.
  
Shasarik says 'Indeed.'
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Padraic says 'I'm not one for such sentimental activities.'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'That disturbs you.'
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Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.  
Vaeshir says softly 'Offends you?'
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Shasarik says 'Disturbs... slightly.'
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Padraic leans against the earthen walls, gazing at you patiently.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Threatens you?'
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Ehraejal tells you 'Flunkies took stones, yes? From you?'
Vaeshir nods at nothing in particular.
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Shasarik says 'Threteans... not me alone.'
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### Try and weasel your way out of it, why don't you.
Shasarik says 'I simply wish he would have spoken to me at greater length.'
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Shasarik says 'At times I fear that his position grants him more power than...'
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Shasarik halts for a moment as he chooses words.
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Shasarik says 'Balance is of importance.'
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Vaeshir interjects 'I don't believe he has ever shared his true intentions with me.'
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Vaeshir exhales wearily 'As I have said, my opinion of the High Priest is mixed. I feel no great need to detail the full extent of my sentiments toward him to you.'
  
Shasarik nods gravely.
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Padraic eats a bowl of beef broth.
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Padraic shrugs his shoulders.
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Padraic says 'Mixed.  I assume he has not lost a shred of his pompousity then.'
  
Vaeshir raises his gaze to lock with your own once more.
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### There we are. Work with me.
  
Shasarik says 'I fear that he knows more than I could ever... ever imagine.'
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Vaeshir says curtly 'Little.'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'You, of course, are one of the Circle. Perhaps he has spoken with you of them.'
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Ehraejal tells you 'Bjorcha got tongue?'
Vaeshir tilts his head inquisitively.
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Shasarik shakes his head slightly.
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[    Nef  Psi] (PK) Ehraejal the Master of Prescience
Shasarik says 'Not a breath.'
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The edges of Vaeshir's mouth turn downward slightly.
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Padraic says 'I was slightly surprised that he did not address you as "Lord" Vaeshir, upon your arrival.'
  
Shasarik says 'You... you will be the Keeper... I know this as you know this as the archmage of the nexus knows this.'
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You tell Ehraejal 'I don't have the time to chatter with you now, Ehraejal.'
Shasarik says 'It is my hope that when we stand within the circle together we shall restore a measure of... balance.'
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Shasarik sips calmly from a glass.
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Shasarik drinks rum from a huge glass of Brintor Mountain Snow.
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Shasarik frowns and discards the glass.
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Shasarik drops a huge glass of Brintor Mountain Snow.
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Shasarik splits 90 gold coins. Your share is 45 gold.
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Padraic says 'He seems strangely enchanted by such titles, and has been throwing them about liberally ever since I made my return.'
Shasarik sacrifices a huge glass of Brintor Mountain Snow to the gods.
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Shasarik mutters 'Too sweet.'
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Ehraejal tells you 'Pity. Ehraejal know something interesting, but you too busy.'
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Ehraejal tells you 'No matter, no.'
  
Vaeshir laces his fingers together, bringing his legs up to his chest.
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Vaeshir says softly 'That was an anomaly.'
  
Shasarik begins again 'He keeps the scrolls... he holds all the keys...'
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Padraic says 'An absent minded high priest?'
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Padraic mulls over the idea.
  
You think 'How fully I know this one.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'So it seems. Perhaps you read too far into his slip.'
  
Shasarik says 'I know he is bound as we all are... but slowly he rises above...'
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Padraic says 'Perhaps I do. But he bears the highest of credentials, which one rarely achieves except through an uncanny ability to not make mistakes.'
Shasarik tenses briefly.
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Shasarik whispers 'I know not of what I speak.'
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Shasarik turns his head to the ground.
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Vaeshir stares idly into space.
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Padraic waves dismissively.
Vaeshir murmurs 'You know of the Scorpion, I presume.'
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Shasarik blinks and closes his mouth.
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Padraic says 'Then again, he has been rather abysmal in hiding his affiliation with the Lord of Deception.'
Shasarik says 'The scorpion is without a name and form to me.'
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Vaeshir turns his head upward to study Shasarik's face.
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Vaeshir chuckles 'Well.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'There are legitimate reasons for that.'
  
Shasarik looks about for a serving man.
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Padraic continues 'Even Abliss did a better job than he, and she was a woman.'
Shasarik slowly sets his gave to you.
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[OOC] Shasarik: er, gaze
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Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.
  
OOC to Shasarik: np
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Padraic says 'What legitimate reasons does he have, anyway?'
  
    a sea-blue opal
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Vaeshir says softly 'It seems to me to be a question of priorities.'
  
Shasarik says 'Do don't suppose they serve nonliquids in this place?'
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Vaeshir says softly 'The Lieutenant has expressed a desire to make our power known to all. I believe they embark upon that path together bringing the House along with them.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'While stealth and power often go together it is not, in this case, in the interests of that plan.'
  
Vaeshir ponders quietly 'Perhaps I assume too much.'
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Players near you:
Vaeshir says softly 'It is a bar. That aside, I would not trust a meal served in this den of thieves.'
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(PK) Vaeshir                     A Subterranean Tunnel
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(PK) Padraic                      A Subterranean Tunnel
  
Shasarik surveys the room without moving his head.
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Padraic says 'In such a case, Tlkhanu should simply discard his mask, rather than keeping its shredded remains hanging loosely about him.'
Shasarik says 'The Scorpion.'
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Padraic says 'If he wishes to show his power, than he should do so.'
Shasarik is about a continue but doubles over slightly.
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Padraic says 'Staying in Limbo will not help him.'
Shasarik says 'Might you... have a spare loaf?'
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Vaeshir says softly 'Certainly.'
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Vaeshir nods 'I agree completely. When my word holds more strength among the Five I will see to it that my opinion is known.'
  
You get a cake of Nendorian waybread from a large hide bag.
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Padraic looks at you.
You give a cake of Nendorian waybread to Shasarik.
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Shasarik sets his jaw and nods in thanks.
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Padraic says 'The Keeper's role has yet to be fulfilled.'
Shasarik eats a cake of Nendorian waybread.
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Padraic says 'Unless Tlkhanu means to hold two seats in the council at once'
Shasarik says 'The Scorpion has revealed him or herself to you?'
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Vaeshir crosses his legs, dusting off his clothing vainly.
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Vaeshir's expression twists from grimace to bitter scowl.
Vaeshir shakes his head.
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Vaeshir holds up a clawed hand before his face.
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Shasarik admires the slight pulse of his axe passively.
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Padraic says 'Then it should be little trouble to find a way to get yourself installed.'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Just as anyone else, I have my suspcicions.'
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Vaeshir lets out a silent cry, bringing his hands to his head in pain.
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Vaeshir falls against one of the cave walls and leans heavily agaist it.
  
Shasarik says 'Would you perhaps wish to share them?'
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Padraic steps out of the shadows.
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Padraic purses his lips, his eyes narrowing slightly.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'It was an idle question. I am sorry to have brought it up.'
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Breathing heavily, Vaeshir regains his composure.
Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.  
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Shasarik says 'No no... I must admit I do contemplate the nature of the Scorpion's role and...'
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Padraic gives you an everfull chalice.
  
Shasarik says 'And its true identity.'
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You give an everfull chalice to Padraic.
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Vaeshir waves the water away.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Speculation does nothing.'
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Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.
Vaeshir says softly 'The nature of the role is intriguing, I will agree.'
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Shasarik says 'Speculation is a facet of science...'
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Padraic says 'Such a terrible fit.'
Shasarik says 'Without conjecture there is little progress in some respects.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'Blind speculation most certainly is not.'
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### ^_~
  
Shasarik says 'Agreed.'
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Amyril yells 'Greetings'
Shasarik says 'Perhaps it is not our place to enquire...'
+
  
Vaeshir says quietly, a hissing sound barely entering his voice 'I am inclined to agree.'
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Padraic rolls his eyes in disgust.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'It is most certainly not my place.'
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### Seriously.
  
Shasarik nods, wiping crumbs of waybread from his armor.
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Vaeshir says softly 'The transformation has brought with it a number of interesting effects.'
  
Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.
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Players near you:
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(PK) Vaeshir                     A Subterranean Tunnel
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(PK) Amyril                      Under a Crevice
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(PK) Padraic                      A Subterranean Tunnel
  
Shasarik says 'What are your feelings as to the nature of neutrality?'
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Vaeshir says softly 'The episodes have been more intense and more frequent in number of late.'
  
Vaeshir quotes 'The Eyes, Ears and Sting of the Coven.'
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[SHUNNED] Amyril: Paying a visit to the shrine?
  
Shasarik says 'Political and otherwise...'
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Padraic says 'An excellent time for the idiot to make his entrance.'
Shasarik says flatly 'I am well-versed in the doctrine.'
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Vaeshir presses his lips together in thought.
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[SHUNNED] Padraic: Considering it.
  
Shasarik says 'Although it does leave much to be desired, yes...'
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Vaeshir glowers in disgust.
Shasarik says 'Desires, those that do not impede the strength or will of the Collective, should not be ignored.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'The direction of his or her gaze is not specified. An intriguing anomaly that is.'
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Players near you:
Vaeshir purses his lips 'I would not aspire to sit in that seat. It would not suit me.'
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(PK) Vaeshir                     A Subterranean Tunnel
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(PK) Padraic                      A Subterranean Tunnel
  
Shasarik says 'Nor I.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'I believe he knows better than to intrude.'
Shasarik says 'I feel my position is rather fitting.'
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Vaeshir chuckles 'Of course you do.'
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Padraic nods.
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Padraic says 'His face is useful to the house, so long as I don't have to see it.'
  
Shasarik allows a dry chuckle to come.
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Vaeshir examines his claws idly 'He grows old. In time even his usefulness as a killer will pass away.'
  
Vaeshir places a hand on the table, pulling himself to his feet.
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Padraic says 'They all do.  And then they are forgotten.'
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Padraic says 'But we were speaking of Tlkhanu, and of your chances of assuming the Mantle of the Keeper.'
  
Shasarik says 'They're all dead, you know.'
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Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.
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Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.  
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Eyes to study both the external world as well as the funcitons of the Coven itself. A healthy component of a complex and interesting system.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'There is still a complication.'
Vaeshir turns his head to one side questioningly.
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Vaeshir says softly 'I am, due to the Siren's extended travel, still bound to her.'
  
Shasarik says 'My men stand at arms. With every breath their vigilance does increase.  The Guardians wish they had such sentries about the towns.'
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Someone bursts into laughter.
Shasarik says 'And there is no one to fight.'
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Shasarik says 'Perhaps that is why Isyle bothers me.'
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Shasarik says 'I am used to meeting threats cleanly and moving on... but I don't know what Isyle is.'
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Vaeshir offers 'Not all threats are so easily defined and done away with.'
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### It's not _that_ funny.
  
Shasarik says 'It is not even that... I believe that the military componant of my being is dominating the more... intangible essences I used to feel so strongly within myself.'
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A Subterranean Tunnel
Shasarik says 'Now it seems like the only time I truly understand my surroundings is when I attempt to enlighten fools who will never see... it is like I use them to reteach myself my true thoughts and feelings, knowing that they never will understand my verse-spea'
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  The dark subterranean tunnel leads to the north, and curves sharply
Shasarik says 'er, verse-speak...'
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downward to the east. The hard, dark clay of the cave walls curves overhead
Shasarik says 'Balance...'
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to form a low ceiling. The air in the tunnel is dank and musty, and the
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damp clay of the floor has been marred by the passage of a large, clawed
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animal.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'A heavy burden has been set upon your shoulders. It is only natural that you struggle under it's weight.'
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[Exits: north down]
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(Hide) someone the Hero of the Shadows is here.
  
Shasarik says 'Perhaps the quiet shall give me a moment's time to withdraw back to my true intentions and speak with myself...'
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Vaeshir glowers into the shadows.
  
Shasarik says 'I... still have a price to pay, you know.'
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Players near you:
Shasarik becomes very quiet.
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(PK) Vaeshir                      A Subterranean Tunnel
 +
(PK) Padraic                      A Subterranean Tunnel
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Perhaps you already have.'
+
Padraic steps out of the shadows.
 +
Padraic says 'For all of her preening, she is still no more than a bar wench with fancy clothing.'
  
Shasarik nods gravely.
+
[SHUNNED] Khaseem: Sssalutationssss, Chosssen.
Shasarik stands with the fluidity of a trained swordsmaster.
+
  
Vaeshir says softly 'What of the Siren, then?'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'I have always held that belief. I believe she knows it.'
  
Shasarik says 'Perhaps she has been detained.'
+
[SHUNNED] Khaseem: Ah a new face.  Sssalutationsss.
 +
[SHUNNED] Vaeshir: Greetings.
  
Vaeshir looks at you, his brow arching only slightly.
+
Padraic the Hero of the Shadows is here.
Vaeshir says softly 'Not of her location.'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'What do you think of her person?'
+
  
Shasarik drinks water from a sturdy leather water skin.
+
Vaeshir's lips twist into a wry smile.  
Shasarik says 'My thoughts of her person are irrelivant if such a thing lies beneath the western sea.'
+
Shasarik says 'Last I saw her she made preparations for a westward journey.'
+
Shasarik says 'I have little knowledge of the Otherrealms...'
+
Shasarik says 'But assuming she will return to us one day...'
+
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Your thoughts for or against the other members of the collective are always of importance.'
+
Khaseem tells you 'Truely a new face, or an old one returned?'
  
Shasarik nods.
+
You tell Khaseem 'The latter.'
Shasarik says 'I believe that she sees her charge of you as a burden rather than an act of good fortune.'
+
  
Vaeshir says softly 'She has returned, although I have not spoken with her in person yet.'
+
Padraic says 'If you like, I may have her relinquish the bond.'
  
Shasarik says 'Ah.'
+
You tell Khaseem 'This one sits on the chair marked with a Scorpion.'
Shasarik says 'I believe...'
+
  
Vaeshir whistles, surprise in his voice 'Really?'
+
Padraic says 'Aedariara owes me.'
  
Shasarik looks at you intently.
+
Vaeshir straightens himself.
Shasarik utters 'Trust... let it be about us in this...'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'It is not so much that she will not break it away, it is more that she has not been present to do so.'
  
Vaeshir states blandly 'She intends to release me, but will not do so yet.'
+
Padraic frowns.
Vaeshir says softly 'I cannot begin to guess her reasons for hesitation.'
+
Vaeshir chuckles to himself 'Well..'
+
  
Shasarik says 'I believe that you are far more intelligent that I or her... and that you will have your release from her no matter her hesitation.'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'I have not seen her several years.'
  
Vaeshir continues to stare silently towards the entrance to the Tavern.
+
Padraic taps his fingers together thoughtfully.
 +
Padraic says 'I'll have my men search for her, then.'
 +
Padraic says 'She's fairly high in profile, and should be easy to find.'
  
Shasarik says 'You will sit in the throne of the Pentagram... and I know this will be well for us.'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'Her debt would be transfered to me were you to do so.'
 +
Vaeshir sighs wearily.
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'I cannot say I will complain.'
  
You think 'Appeal to his sense of duty, perhaps.'
+
Khaseem tells you 'Tlkhanu never fully explained the chair of the ssscorpion.....'
  
Shasarik says 'And I cannot explain in words why I believe this...'
+
Padraic says 'Come, you know me to be far more reasonable than that petty bitch.'
Shasarik closes his eyes for a moment.
+
  
Vaeshir changes the subject once more 'She was given a charge and failed to complete the task.'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'True enough.'
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'Truth be told I have begun a search for another to fill her chair.'
 +
Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.
  
Shasarik opens his eyes forcefully.
+
Padraic says 'Have you now?'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Unless she considers throwing a meaningless command my way from time to time to be a suitable test of loyalty.'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'Of course, my lack of clarity with regards to her function has made that a trifle difficult.'
 +
Vaeshir smiles grimly.
  
Shasarik queries ''Failed...''
+
You tell Khaseem 'You might ask him if you like.'
  
You think 'That seems to have hit home.'
+
Padraic says 'The Siren is "our voice"'
  
Shasarik says 'The archmage of the nexus knows of your loyalty... as do I and the High Priest.'
+
You tell Khaseem 'To me, the man who sits in that chair is the eyes and ears of the Coven.'
Shasarik says 'She failed, yes... but where she failed the Coven itself succeeded.'
+
Shasarik says 'A newborn, I was unclear on the intentions of many.  It was I, after all, that helped define the terms of your enterance.'
+
  
[OOC] Shasarik: enterence?  enterance?  dammit
+
Padraic says 'My house has several people like her, all of them far beyond her in terms of competency.'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'It is interesting that one who so blatantly ignores her duties as a member of the Circle remains within it.'
+
Vaeshir tilts his head to one side 'How very unusual that she should be chosen for the position.'
  
Shasarik gasps near-inaudibly at this.
+
You tell Khaseem 'Eyes, ears, and sting as well.'
Shasarik says 'I never questioned the Siren's worthiness of position.  That is far beyond my sphere.'
+
Shasarik whispers to himself 'Well, perhaps not that far...'
+
  
Vaeshir repeats '"Beyond your sphere."'
+
Padraic says 'Her story is unknown to me.'
  
Shasarik says 'Beyond my...'
+
Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.  
Shasarik struggles for the words.
+
Shasarik casts a glance at his arms and then at his torso.
+
  
Vaeshir continues 'Self-study is critical to the survival of any organization, as well as any soul.'
+
You feel someone protecting you.
  
Shasarik whispers 'This mind... what I would have given to be born into your... your frail... tiny form.'
+
Khaseem tells you 'apparently he doessss not wish to dissscussss it, he denied holding the sssseat'
Shasarik says 'Until I can master this... limited... mind... I shall never be a true scholar of the arts of war.'
+
  
Vaeshir shifts slightly, almost uncomfortable.
+
Vaeshir says softly 'It was the High Priest, who, in the Lieutenant's stead, brought the Darklord into the collective.'
  
Shasarik says 'It must be so effortless at times, yes?'
+
You tell Khaseem 'Unsurprising.'
 +
You tell Khaseem 'Do not press the issue.'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Nothing is ever easy.'
+
Padraic says 'Sythrak's chosen'
 +
Padraic says 'An odd fit, wouldn't you agree?'
  
Shasarik nods.
+
You say 'Quite so.'
Shasarik says 'Yes, but the knowledge... the understanding... you had it when I still believed all there was to life was cleaving things in two.'
+
Shasarik says 'Do you remember... the templar Zarekie?'
+
  
Vaeshir says softly 'The true wisdom of the Coven came to us both at the same time, Lieutenant.'
+
Padraic says 'I would hope that he hasn't attempted to make an attempt upon any of us "warmbloods"?'
Vaeshir smiles in memory 'Of course I do.'
+
  
Shasarik nods and takes a deep breath.
+
Vaeshir says softly 'Certainly not directly. For one of their number his is surprisingly passive.'
Shasarik says 'What do you believe became of the one who taught me true fear and showed me also the benefeit of wit?'
+
  
Vaeshir says softly 'The one who showed you the benefit of wit?'
+
Padraic mulls over the idea.
 +
Padraic nods.
 +
Padraic says 'He is subservient to the Lieutenant?'
  
Shasarik says 'She worked with demons and such while I was still using a practice weapon... but always kept her wits and humors about her.'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'I maintain, both in my conversations with the High Priest as well as those with the Lieutenant, that there will come a time when the interests of the Coven and those of the Sept will be in conflict.'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'I knew her so briefly.'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'He is.'
Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.
+
  
Shasarik says 'Indeed...'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'It is unusual indeed. I believe I had the Lieutenant convinced just as he was initiated.'
Shasarik says 'We have sat in this place for a night and a day... perhaps we should return our thoughts to the present... and the future.'
+
Vaeshir sighs heavily, tightening the straps of cloth about his arms.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'We may have been speaking of the present more than you might think.'
+
Padraic says 'Khaseem will inevitably start to tilt in favor of the Lord of his blood line'
  
Shasarik says 'We departed briefly.'
+
Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.  
  
Vaeshir acknowledges this with a nod.
+
Padraic says 'Shasarik seems to have broken from that sort of thing'
Vaeshir says softly 'Just as we judge others we are in turn judged.'
+
  
Shasarik says 'Will the halls expand and reform themselves with the growing ranks of the Vanguard and the expansion of the Pentagram?'
+
Vaeshir furrows his brow.
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Just as the success of the individual is determined by his willingness to step forward and embrace his desires, so to is the health of a group determined by those within its number who step forward to take an active interest in its well being.'
+
Padraic says 'Speaking of him, how are your relations with your former servant?'
  
Shasarik says 'Whereas we were an order of a few with many slaves and spies we shall soon be an order of many more.'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'Better than I might have expected.'
Shasarik says 'The realms themselves are changing...'
+
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Allow me to continue, if you will. I have nearly made my thoughts on the matter entirely clear.'
+
Padraic says 'It doesn't irk you that he now holds more power than you?'
  
Shasarik nods and closes his mouth.
+
Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.  
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'He has proven himself.'
  
Vaeshir points at Shasarik.
+
Padraic nods.
Vaeshir says softly 'Do not question your feelings, your doubts, or your thoughts of and for the other members of the Coven.'
+
Padraic says 'It irks me.'
  
Shasarik looks forward, his gaze constant.
+
Vaeshir tilts his head to one side slightly.
Shasarik says 'Can you understand my motives for doing as much?'
+
  
Vaeshir says softly 'I understand them, but I do not agree.'
+
Padraic folds his hands in front of him.
 +
Padraic murmurs 'Lieutenant...'
  
Shasarik nods sharply.
+
Vaeshir breathes 'He has divine favor.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'Really?'
 +
Padraic says 'How so?'
 +
 
 +
Padraic frowns.
 +
Padraic says 'Shasarik will be useful, still.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir continues 'The two of us have been met with a great number of martial victories. His capacity as a leader has yet to be determined.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic paces back and forth, a thoughtful look upon his face.
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir sspreads his hands 'Or so I believe.'
 +
Vaeshir casts a thoughtful glance towards the heavens.
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'Shasarik will stay.'
 +
Padraic says 'Aedariara, perhaps not.'
  
 
Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.  
 
Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.  
  
Shasarik says 'I act for the well-being of the Coven.'
+
Padraic says 'You shall be made Keeper.'
Shasarik says 'My position commands that...'
+
Padraic says 'And Tlkhanu...'
 +
Padraic says 'I have yet to place him.'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'Membership commands it.'
+
Vaeshir studies Padraic's face intently.
  
Shasarik sighs and shuts his mouth as he stares forward.
+
Padraic glances at you, as if suddenly becoming aware of your presence.
Shasarik says 'Thoughts that conflict with the general opinion of the council are dangerous and are often purged.'
+
  
Vaeshir says softly 'They are rarely revealed.'
+
Vaeshir offers 'I find it unsettling that he holds power over all of the seats of the Council.'
  
Shasarik says 'Perhaps had I better asserted myself Khaseem would be under my sway and my Vanguard would not be compromised.'
+
Padraic steps out of the shadows.
 +
Padraic says 'You have yet to express your reservations about him.'
  
Vaeshir returns his gaze to the doorway.
+
Vaeshir says softly 'The most important ones have already been made clear.'
  
Shasarik peers at the doorway.
+
Padraic says 'Humor me, refresh my memory.'
  
Vaeshir says softly 'A time of great strain is coming to the Halls, Lieutenant.'
+
Vaeshir says softly 'Firstly, his inability to balance his divine ties with his pursuit of the vision he shares with the Lieutenant.'
Vaeshir says softly 'I believe you will have the strength to follow your duty to Night when the time comes.'
+
  
Vaeshir turns to regard Shasarik silently.
+
Vaeshir continues 'and secondly the fact that he holds power over the circle of Five.'
  
Shasarik says 'I feel this as well... but I cannot place its origin, its cause, or its effect.'
+
Padraic says 'But someone must hold that power.'
Shasarik says 'I, however, believe I shall as well.'
+
Padraic says 'Is it merely his position... or him?'
  
Vaeshir's lips twist into a wry smile.  
+
Vaeshir says softly 'There is a clear difference between how the Coven behaved under Lilisa.'
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'The Warlord's induction is only the most blatant example.'
  
Shasarik says 'I must.'
+
Padraic nods.
Shasarik turns to face the barkeep cooly.
+
Shasarik gestures to the barkeep.
+
  
Shasarik says 'We will have to, of course, kill this one.'
+
Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Shasarik blocks the exit with his axe.
+
Padraic says 'And your praises?'
Shasarik flexes his muscles and screams in a fit of savagery!
+
  
Shasarik's mighty cleave === OBLITERATES === a rotund old barkeep!
+
Vaeshir says softly 'He is obviously intelligent. He is also clearly capable of leading the Coven in the direction he sees fit.'
  
They resist your blindness.
+
Padraic says 'Do you agree with his vision?'
Shasarik's cleave MANGLES a rotund old barkeep!
+
Shasarik's pierce MANGLES a rotund old barkeep!
+
Shasarik's cleave MANGLES a rotund old barkeep!
+
Shasarik's pierce *** DEMOLISHES *** a rotund old barkeep!
+
Your life drain DISEMBOWELS a rotund old barkeep!
+
Your life drain DISMEMBERS a rotund old barkeep!
+
A rotund old barkeep has some big nasty wounds and scratches.
+
  
Shasarik's cleave MANGLES a rotund old barkeep!
+
Vaeshir says softly 'It has yet to be made fully clear to me.'
Shasarik's pierce MANGLES a rotund old barkeep!
+
The ruby in Shasarik's ring glows red, and a column of fire envelops barkeep!
+
Shasarik sends a column of fire smashing into a rotund old barkeep!
+
Shasarik's column of fire *** DEMOLISHES *** a rotund old barkeep!
+
Your life drain misses a rotund old barkeep.
+
Your life drain DISEMBOWELS a rotund old barkeep!
+
A rotund old barkeep is in awful condition.
+
  
They resist your blindness.
+
Padraic says 'That reflects rather poorly upon him.'
A rotund old barkeep is in awful condition.  
+
  
Shasarik's mighty cleave misses a rotund old barkeep.
+
Vaeshir says softly 'Quite so.'
A rotund old barkeep is in awful condition.  
+
  
Shasarik's cleave MANGLES a rotund old barkeep!
+
Padraic says 'There will come a time when I will ask for your assistance.'
Shasarik's pierce MANGLES a rotund old barkeep!
+
Padraic says 'When that time comes, where will you stand?'
Shasarik's cleave *** DEMOLISHES *** a rotund old barkeep!
+
A rotund old barkeep is DEAD!!
+
You receive 0 experience points.
+
You hear a rotund old barkeep's death cry.
+
Shasarik gets 2594 gold coins from the corpse of a rotund old barkeep.
+
Shasarik splits 2594 gold coins. Your share is 1297 gold.
+
Shasarik splits 120 gold coins. Your share is 60 gold.
+
Shasarik sacrifices the corpse of a rotund old barkeep to the gods.
+
  
### We find the serving girl elsewhere
+
### Insert dramatic pause here.
  
Shasarik has arrived.
+
Vaeshir says softly 'You will have my support.'
  
You compel them to obey your will.
+
Padraic nods.
 +
Padraic says 'Then that is all.'
  
Fassthalt's slash MASSACRES a young servant girl!
+
Vaeshir offers 'If you like I might move to gather the support of the Lieutenant.'
Fassthalt's slash MASSACRES a young servant girl!
+
  
Shasarik nods.
+
Padraic nods.
  
The Bandit's Blade Tavern
+
Vaeshir says softly 'He has been known to yield to my judgement in times of strain.'
  Under a low ceiling encrusted in cigar smoke lie the numerous tables of
+
Vaeshir chuckles dryly.
this large tavern. The floor is covered in bits of food and cloth, and the
+
wiry oak rafters above are shrouded with layer upon layer of dust.  The
+
floor boards are scratched and scuffed, presumably from numerous duels and
+
confrontations that take place here.  To the north, the counter and drink
+
shelf lie.  To the north and west, the numerous tables continue.
+
  
[Exits: north west]
+
Padraic says 'The Lieutenant bears the might of the Vanguard behind him.'
Shasarik the Thane of Conquest, Lieutenant of the Black Vanguard is here.
+
Padraic says 'His support will be crucial.'
A young servant girl is here, fighting Fassthalt.
+
Fassthalt is here, fighting a young servant girl.
+
  
The Bandit's Blade Tavern
+
Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.  
  Under a low ceiling encrusted in cigar smoke lie the numerous tables of
+
Vaeshir says softly 'If my suspicions are correct, we already have it.'
this large tavern. The floor is covered in bits of food and cloth, and the
+
wiry oak rafters above are shrouded with layer upon layer of dust.  The
+
floor boards are scratched and scuffed, presumably from numerous duels and
+
confrontations that take place here. To the northeast, the counter and
+
drink shelf lie.  To the north and east, the numerous tables continue, while
+
to the west the tavern's exit. 
+
  
[Exits: north east west]
+
Padraic says 'Excellent.'
Korthag the kankoran Bandit Lord sits at a table here.
+
Padraic flexes his hand slowly.
Shasarik has arrived.
+
 
You hear something's death cry.
+
Padraic says 'Let us away from here.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir ponders 'Perhaps more of our former bond remains than he might suspect.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.  
  
 
A shimmering gate rises up before you.
 
A shimmering gate rises up before you.
  
 
You enter a shimmering gate.
 
You enter a shimmering gate.
A Ruined Hall
 
  The broken walls of an ancient hall of men surround a fire-blasted and
 
desolate space, now open to the bleak sky above.  Charred beams of wood and
 
fragments of the stone walls still pierce sky with harsh angles, and in the
 
center of the room a once-great spiral staircase lies crumbled.  Its
 
blackened marble steps rise several feet above the ground still, before
 
dropping into a jumbled mass of broken stone and shattered wood.  The steps
 
do, however, continue downward, through the floor of the hall and into a
 
gaping hole whose bottom is beyond the blackness of its depth.  To the south
 
an archway, still intact, leads to a courtyard. 
 
  
[Exits: south down]
+
### Later, in Gaald
    A shimmering black gate rises from the ground, leading to parts unknown.
+
A mountain goat is resting here.
+
Your passage through the void injures you.
+
Shasarik has arrived through a shimmering gate.
+
Shasarik's passage through the void DISEMBOWELS him!
+
  
Shasarik leaves down.
+
Padraic nods.
  
### Brief walk into the Halls
+
[51  Shud  Sch] (PK) [SHUNNED] Vaeshir the Archmage of Void, Chosen of the Serpents
 +
[    Human Thi] (PK) [SHUNNED] Padraic the Hero of the Shadows
  
The Hall of the Shunned
+
Players found: 2
  A great hall stretches away before you to the west.  Two row of high
+
granite pillars march down the center of the hall, supporting a ceiling
+
which rises in a series of lofty vaults to a dias at the far western end.
+
To the east an archway, ornate with carven reliefs, leads to an outer
+
antechamber, while to the north and south along this wall, the corners of
+
the great hall are lit with fiercely burning braziers.  To the west, in the
+
center of the hall, stands a circle of high-backed stone chairs.  Offsetting
+
the ancient, quartz-streaked stone, hangings of fine fabric and deep, rich
+
colours, emblazoned with a multitude of arcane symbols, drape between the
+
pillars and hang high on the chamber walls. 
+
  
[Exits: north east south west]
+
Padraic says 'Aedariara will release you.'
Shasarik the Thane of Conquest, Lieutenant of the Black Vanguard is here.
+
A tall sentry in black plate armour stands motionless by the wall.
+
A tall sentry in black plate armour stands motionless by the wall.
+
  
Shasarik nods briefly, wordlessly.
+
Vaeshir breathes 'Excellent.'
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'You spoke with her in person?'
 +
 
 +
Padraic nods.
 +
Padraic says 'My intuition is that she will delay the action for as long as possible.'
 +
Padraic says 'So persistence will be necessary.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly.
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'I am in no position to apply force.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'Tell me, how did you find yourself in your current position?'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir gives Padraic a confused look.
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'You ask how I was bound to the Siren?'
 +
 
 +
Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.
 +
Padraic nods.
 +
Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.
 +
Padraic says 'She claims the Dark Lord put you in your position.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'A lie.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'Very well.  How did it transpire then?'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'The past I share with the Lieutenant as well as the rather unorthodox methods I employed to gain admittance were both seen as rogue elements.'
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'The then High Priestess thought a time to prove my loyalty was prudent.'
 +
Vaeshir pauses.
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'I have never been on good terms with the Siren. It was clearly a test.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic nods.
 +
Padraic taps his fingers together thoughtfully.
 +
Padraic says 'I'll need to speak with Lilisa then.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'I would come with you, if you would allow it.'
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'Or perhaps now is not the time.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic examines you carefully.
 +
Padraic says 'We will wait and see if the Siren acts on her promises.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'I am disturbed that she did not release me immediately at your request.'
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'I assume she gave you no reasons for her hesitation?'
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'She dislikes you.  It is apparent enough.'
 +
Padraic says 'She claims that she is uncertain of your loyalties, but my sense is that you have somehow aggravated her in a more personal fashion.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir yawns wearily 'I do not hold my tongue when I am in her presence.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic waves dismissively.
 +
Padraic says 'When you are made Keeper, she will have to hold hers.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir nods slowly, a hint of a smile playing across his lips.
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'Tell me, how have you shown yourself to be loyal to the Coven?'
 +
Padraic says 'I am in need of a story to feed to others.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'Do you anticipate an audience of sorts?'
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'One with more than the two of you in attendance?'
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'No, but one should always expect the unexpected.'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'I have no doubt that the Lieutenant would speak on my behalf in such a situation.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'And if not?'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'Given the Priestess- Lilisa's reservations, our extended cooperation would be the strongest point in my favor.'
 +
Vaeshir turns his gaze towards the sea 'I suspect they all wait for how I will perform in the final Ritual.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'Final ritual?'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir waves a clawed hand across his more unusual features.
 +
Vaeshir gingerly pulls back his lips revealing short fangs.
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'There is yet more to come.  Interesting.'
 +
Padraic knocks a merchant unconscious with a well-placed blow.
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'It is far from complete.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic nods.
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'How my performance in the Ritual would speak to my loyalty remains a mystery.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'A future event is no good.  I must find a means of making Aedariara appear to be as the petty being that she is.'
 +
Padraic tilts his head, as if listening to something.
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir purses his lips quietly.
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'Have you knowledge of Braka's gleaming spear?  Its location, to be precise.'
 +
 
 +
### I locate for it- No go.
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'It is beyond my sight.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic nods.
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'There is no single event I can point to that would embody my devotion to the Coven, I'm afraid.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic says 'We will need to fabricate one, then.'
 +
Padraic says 'Or several, perhaps.'
 +
 
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Vaeshir hesitates only for a moment 'Very well.'
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Padraic says 'Have you ever been defeated?'
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Padraic looks at you.
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Vaeshir says softly 'No. Would she not have to have observed these actions?'
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Vaeshir says softly 'Not since my initiation, but that hardly speaks of loyalty.'
 +
 
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Padraic says 'For the Vanguard, it would.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'A curious interpretation.'
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Padraic says 'Shasarik's words of your loyalty unto death would be fitting.'
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Padraic says 'Other words will need to be spread.'
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Vaeshir offers 'I formulated the plan that brought the Javelin of Anirim into our hands.'
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Padraic says 'Situations where you deflected personal gain to advance the interests of the Coven.'
 +
Padraic says 'Expand on that.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'There was no personal gain lost in that event, however I was responsible for the victory.'
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Padraic says 'Has Aedariara ever done such a thing?'
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Vaeshir says softly 'I have known her only as a frivilous mistress.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'I cannot speak to or of her actions before my initiation.'
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Padraic says 'I have only known her as a lusty harlot, seeking to pry armaments from my hand.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'Are you certain binding my entrance into the position of Keeper with her expulsion is wise?'
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Padraic says 'Her expulsion will have to wait.'
  
 
Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.  
 
Vaeshir inclines his head slightly.  
  
Shasarik leaves south.</pre>
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Vaeshir says softly 'Agreed.'
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Padraic says 'As a new Keeper, you will need to affirm your power base first.'
 +
Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.
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Padraic sits atop a large wooden box, brooding thoughtfully.
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Vaeshir says softly 'I have the firm support of two of the remaining four chairs. Lilisa as well has expressed her consent in a limited manner. She still has respect for the bond between myself and the Siren.'
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Padraic says 'How are your relations with the former High Priestess?'
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Padraic says 'I was under the impression that she sat in Aedariara's camp, but that may not be true now.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'Well enough, I would guess. Our interactions have been limited.'
 +
 
 +
Padraic frowns.
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Padraic says 'I shall probe the matter with her, at my leisure'
 +
 
 +
Vaeshir says softly 'When the Shadow Mage took up the mantle of High Priest I again expressed my desires to her. She mentioned the bond and told me simply, "We all must wait for our time."'
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Padraic says 'The Shadow Mage...'
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Vaeshir says softly 'I have, perhaps with too much optimism, taken that as limited support- or at least lack of dissent.'
 +
 
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Padraic shakes his head quietly.
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Vaeshir furrows his brow, gazing at Padraic.
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Padraic says 'I spoke with him.'
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Padraic says 'He has not changed.  He has grown worse, if anything.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'In what way?'
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 +
Padraic waves dismissively.
 +
Padraic says 'It is of no import.'
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 +
Vaeshir shrugs lightly.
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Padraic descends from the top of the box.
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Padraic says 'There is nothing that we can do for now.'
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 +
Vaeshir says softly 'I must agree.'
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 +
Padraic says 'All that there is to do is to wait and see.'
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Vaeshir says softly 'When do you plan to speak with the former High Priestess?'
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 +
Padraic says 'I shall wait until she breaks from her vigil over the Nexus'
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 +
Vaeshir says softly 'Very well.'
 +
Vaeshir plants his staff firmly in the ground and pulls himself to his feet.
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 +
A shimmering gate rises up before you.
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 +
Padraic says 'Should she speak with you, choose your words cautiously.'
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Vaeshir spreads his hands 'Please. Of course I will be prudent.'
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Padraic nods.
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You enter a shimmering gate.</pre>
  
 
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Revision as of 22:49, 21 January 2003

### A little while back Padraic tells me "We will speak soon."
### After a short while I take him up on the offer.
### His response was quite prompt.

The sun slowly disappears in the west.
The clouds begin to disperse, clearing the sky.

Padraic tells you 'Gate to me.'

You step into the void, crossing space with your magics.
The magical winds of the void tear at you!
You fade into existence.
Your passage through the void DISMEMBERS you!
The Infirmary
  The infirmary of Krilin Fortress is a spacious room with bare wooden
walls and a well-worn log floor.  A wooden countertop is build into the west
wall, cluttered with bandages, salves, and healing ointments.  A round
shield decorated with the symbol of Jolinn is mounted on the wall.  The
infirmary continues south. 

[Exits: south]
(Hide) Padraic the Hero of the Shadows is here.
A scholar of water bustles about the infirmary.

Padraic looks at you.

Players near you:
(PK) Vaeshir                      The Infirmary
(PK) Padraic                      The Infirmary

You fade out of existence.

Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly. 
Vaeshir says softly 'Shal I take us somewhere more private?'

Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Padraic spreads his hands.

Padraic says 'Do as you like.'

Players near you:
(PK) Vaeshir                      The Infirmary
(PK) Padraic                      The Infirmary

Vaeshir says softly 'If there is no need.'
Vaeshir nods to Padraic.

Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Padraic says 'What are your feelings on our High Priest?'

Vaeshir's expression hardens, his face now grave.

Padraic says 'The question is a simple one.'

Vaeshir says softly 'It carries with it a great number of questions.'
Vaeshir says softly 'I have both praise and reservations for the man.'
Vaeshir smiles thinly 'Why do you ask?'

Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Padraic says 'I have been away from my duties for quite some time'

Vaeshir says softly 'Did you know him at all before your departure?'

Padraic nods.

Vaeshir says softly 'You feel he may have changed?'

Padraic says 'I am wondering, perhaps hoping, that he has.'

Vaeshir laces his fingers together before him.
Vaeshir says softly 'Hoping that he might have changed how?'

Padraic says 'My own questions remains unanswered.'

Vaeshir says softly 'Quite true.'

Padraic eyes the scholar quietly.
Padraic says 'Perhaps it is best if you take us away.'

Vaeshir says softly 'Very well.'
Vaeshir traces a broad circle in the air.

A shimmering gate rises up before you.

You enter a shimmering gate.
A Crystal-filled Cave
  The subterranean tunnel curves to the north and east at this point, the
cave walls formed of a dark brown sedimentary stone.  Sprouting from this
stone are dozens of naturally-formed crystals, whose intricate shapes line
the walls in shimmering patterns.  Broken shards and whole shafts of crystal
lay about the floor of the cave, the smaller pieces filling the various
cracks and variations in the stone floor. 

[Exits: north east]
     A shimmering black gate rises from the ground, leading to parts unknown.
A large pile of crystals moves fitfully about the cave.
You fade into existence.
Your passage through the void hits you.

Padraic has arrived through a shimmering gate.
Padraic's passage through the void wounds him.

### Wander wander wander.

Players near you:
(PK) Vaeshir                      A Rough Earthen Tunnel
(PK) Padraic                      A Crystal-filled Cave

A Rough Earthen Tunnel
  The walls of the rough earthen tunnel continue, with jagged pieces of
stone protruding from the sides.  The floor is uneven, and appears to have
been chiseled in places.  The rough tunnel continues to the north and east,
and a side tunnel leads upwards.  

[Exits: east west up]
(Hide) Padraic the Hero of the Shadows is here.

Padraic nods.



Vaeshir inclines his head slightly. 


Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Padraic says 'The question, to the hyperactive mind, is laced with political agendas and intrigue.'

### Oh, I don't think your mind has to be _that_ hyperactive

Padraic says 'But truthfully, I merely seek to ascertain the current state of our house, nothing more.'

Vaeshir says softly 'It would be difficult for me to judge him without bringing my own wants for the future of the House to bear upon my opinion.'
Vaeshir says softly 'If you could tell me what in particular troubled you I would be able to speak to it directly.'

Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.
Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Padraic tips the chalice in your direction, arching an eyebrow inquisitively.
Padraic says 'Or have you brought your own supplies this time?'

Vaeshir says softly 'I have, but I would drink in rememberance if you like.'

[SHUNNED] Amyril: If you see Ehraejal, tell me please

### You can go to hell.

Your current aliases are:
    lick:  ,licks his lips gingerly.
    so:  esay 'says softly'
    incline:  ,inclines his head slightly.
    run:  ,traces his fingers idly across the scales covering his neck.
    rsc:  order all rescue
    bl:  c blind
    wry:  smote Vaeshir's lips twist into a wry smile.
    tilt:  ,tilts his head to one side inquisitively.
    blink:  tell self You don't have eyes.
    ls:  where pk
    frown:  smote The edges of Vaeshir's mouth turn downward slightly.
    2:  quaff goblet
    1:  where ehraejal
    cry:  ,lets out a silent cry, bringing his hands to his head in pain.

Padraic says 'I'm not one for such sentimental activities.'

Vaeshir inclines his head slightly. 

Padraic leans against the earthen walls, gazing at you patiently.

Ehraejal tells you 'Flunkies took stones, yes? From you?'

### Try and weasel your way out of it, why don't you.

Vaeshir exhales wearily 'As I have said, my opinion of the High Priest is mixed. I feel no great need to detail the full extent of my sentiments toward him to you.'

Padraic eats a bowl of beef broth.
Padraic shrugs his shoulders.
Padraic says 'Mixed.  I assume he has not lost a shred of his pompousity then.'

### There we are. Work with me.

Vaeshir says curtly 'Little.'

Ehraejal tells you 'Bjorcha got tongue?'

[     Nef  Psi] (PK) Ehraejal the Master of Prescience

Padraic says 'I was slightly surprised that he did not address you as "Lord" Vaeshir, upon your arrival.'

You tell Ehraejal 'I don't have the time to chatter with you now, Ehraejal.'

Padraic says 'He seems strangely enchanted by such titles, and has been throwing them about liberally ever since I made my return.'

Ehraejal tells you 'Pity. Ehraejal know something interesting, but you too busy.'
Ehraejal tells you 'No matter, no.'

Vaeshir says softly 'That was an anomaly.'

Padraic says 'An absent minded high priest?'
Padraic mulls over the idea.

Vaeshir says softly 'So it seems. Perhaps you read too far into his slip.'

Padraic says 'Perhaps I do.  But he bears the highest of credentials, which one rarely achieves except through an uncanny ability to not make mistakes.'

Padraic waves dismissively.

Padraic says 'Then again, he has been rather abysmal in hiding his affiliation with the Lord of Deception.'

Vaeshir chuckles 'Well.'
Vaeshir says softly 'There are legitimate reasons for that.'

Padraic continues 'Even Abliss did a better job than he, and she was a woman.'

Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly. 

Padraic says 'What legitimate reasons does he have, anyway?'

Vaeshir says softly 'It seems to me to be a question of priorities.'

Vaeshir says softly 'The Lieutenant has expressed a desire to make our power known to all. I believe they embark upon that path together bringing the House along with them.'
Vaeshir says softly 'While stealth and power often go together it is not, in this case, in the interests of that plan.'

Players near you:
(PK) Vaeshir                      A Subterranean Tunnel
(PK) Padraic                      A Subterranean Tunnel

Padraic says 'In such a case, Tlkhanu should simply discard his mask, rather than keeping its shredded remains hanging loosely about him.'
Padraic says 'If he wishes to show his power, than he should do so.'
Padraic says 'Staying in Limbo will not help him.'

Vaeshir nods 'I agree completely. When my word holds more strength among the Five I will see to it that my opinion is known.'

Padraic looks at you.

Padraic says 'The Keeper's role has yet to be fulfilled.'
Padraic says 'Unless Tlkhanu means to hold two seats in the council at once'

Vaeshir's expression twists from grimace to bitter scowl.

Padraic says 'Then it should be little trouble to find a way to get yourself installed.'

Vaeshir lets out a silent cry, bringing his hands to his head in pain. 
Vaeshir falls against one of the cave walls and leans heavily agaist it.

Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Padraic purses his lips, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Breathing heavily, Vaeshir regains his composure.

Padraic gives you an everfull chalice.

You give an everfull chalice to Padraic.
Vaeshir waves the water away.

Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.

Padraic says 'Such a terrible fit.'

### ^_~

Amyril yells 'Greetings'

Padraic rolls his eyes in disgust.

### Seriously.

Vaeshir says softly 'The transformation has brought with it a number of interesting effects.'

Players near you:
(PK) Vaeshir                      A Subterranean Tunnel
(PK) Amyril                       Under a Crevice
(PK) Padraic                      A Subterranean Tunnel

Vaeshir says softly 'The episodes have been more intense and more frequent in number of late.'

[SHUNNED] Amyril: Paying a visit to the shrine?

Padraic says 'An excellent time for the idiot to make his entrance.'

[SHUNNED] Padraic: Considering it.

Vaeshir glowers in disgust.

Players near you:
(PK) Vaeshir                      A Subterranean Tunnel
(PK) Padraic                      A Subterranean Tunnel

Vaeshir says softly 'I believe he knows better than to intrude.'

Padraic nods.
Padraic says 'His face is useful to the house, so long as I don't have to see it.'

Vaeshir examines his claws idly 'He grows old. In time even his usefulness as a killer will pass away.'

Padraic says 'They all do.  And then they are forgotten.'
Padraic says 'But we were speaking of Tlkhanu, and of your chances of assuming the Mantle of the Keeper.'

Vaeshir inclines his head slightly. 
Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly. 

Vaeshir says softly 'There is still a complication.'
Vaeshir says softly 'I am, due to the Siren's extended travel, still bound to her.'

Someone bursts into laughter.

### It's not _that_ funny.

A Subterranean Tunnel
  The dark subterranean tunnel leads to the north, and curves sharply
downward to the east.  The hard, dark clay of the cave walls curves overhead
to form a low ceiling.  The air in the tunnel is dank and musty, and the
damp clay of the floor has been marred by the passage of a large, clawed
animal.  

[Exits: north down]
(Hide) someone the Hero of the Shadows is here.

Vaeshir glowers into the shadows.

Players near you:
(PK) Vaeshir                      A Subterranean Tunnel
(PK) Padraic                      A Subterranean Tunnel

Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Padraic says 'For all of her preening, she is still no more than a bar wench with fancy clothing.'

[SHUNNED] Khaseem: Sssalutationssss, Chosssen.  

Vaeshir says softly 'I have always held that belief. I believe she knows it.'

[SHUNNED] Khaseem: Ah a new face.  Sssalutationsss.
[SHUNNED] Vaeshir: Greetings.

Padraic the Hero of the Shadows is here.

Vaeshir's lips twist into a wry smile. 

Khaseem tells you 'Truely a new face, or an old one returned?'

You tell Khaseem 'The latter.'

Padraic says 'If you like, I may have her relinquish the bond.'

You tell Khaseem 'This one sits on the chair marked with a Scorpion.'

Padraic says 'Aedariara owes me.'

Vaeshir straightens himself.
Vaeshir says softly 'It is not so much that she will not break it away, it is more that she has not been present to do so.'

Padraic frowns.

Vaeshir says softly 'I have not seen her several years.'

Padraic taps his fingers together thoughtfully.
Padraic says 'I'll have my men search for her, then.'
Padraic says 'She's fairly high in profile, and should be easy to find.'

Vaeshir says softly 'Her debt would be transfered to me were you to do so.'
Vaeshir sighs wearily.
Vaeshir says softly 'I cannot say I will complain.'

Khaseem tells you 'Tlkhanu never fully explained the chair of the ssscorpion.....'

Padraic says 'Come, you know me to be far more reasonable than that petty bitch.'

Vaeshir says softly 'True enough.'
Vaeshir says softly 'Truth be told I have begun a search for another to fill her chair.'
Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly. 

Padraic says 'Have you now?'

Vaeshir says softly 'Of course, my lack of clarity with regards to her function has made that a trifle difficult.'
Vaeshir smiles grimly.

You tell Khaseem 'You might ask him if you like.'

Padraic says 'The Siren is "our voice"'

You tell Khaseem 'To me, the man who sits in that chair is the eyes and ears of the Coven.'

Padraic says 'My house has several people like her, all of them far beyond her in terms of competency.'

Vaeshir tilts his head to one side 'How very unusual that she should be chosen for the position.'

You tell Khaseem 'Eyes, ears, and sting as well.'

Padraic says 'Her story is unknown to me.'

Vaeshir inclines his head slightly. 

You feel someone protecting you.

Khaseem tells you 'apparently he doessss not wish to dissscussss it, he denied holding the sssseat'

Vaeshir says softly 'It was the High Priest, who, in the Lieutenant's stead, brought the Darklord into the collective.'

You tell Khaseem 'Unsurprising.'
You tell Khaseem 'Do not press the issue.'

Padraic says 'Sythrak's chosen'
Padraic says 'An odd fit, wouldn't you agree?'

You say 'Quite so.'

Padraic says 'I would hope that he hasn't attempted to make an attempt upon any of us "warmbloods"?'

Vaeshir says softly 'Certainly not directly. For one of their number his is surprisingly passive.'

Padraic mulls over the idea.
Padraic nods.
Padraic says 'He is subservient to the Lieutenant?'

Vaeshir says softly 'I maintain, both in my conversations with the High Priest as well as those with the Lieutenant, that there will come a time when the interests of the Coven and those of the Sept will be in conflict.'

Vaeshir says softly 'He is.'

Vaeshir says softly 'It is unusual indeed. I believe I had the Lieutenant convinced just as he was initiated.'
Vaeshir sighs heavily, tightening the straps of cloth about his arms.

Padraic says 'Khaseem will inevitably start to tilt in favor of the Lord of his blood line'

Vaeshir inclines his head slightly. 

Padraic says 'Shasarik seems to have broken from that sort of thing'

Vaeshir furrows his brow.

Padraic says 'Speaking of him, how are your relations with your former servant?'

Vaeshir says softly 'Better than I might have expected.'

Padraic says 'It doesn't irk you that he now holds more power than you?'

Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly. 
Vaeshir says softly 'He has proven himself.'

Padraic nods.
Padraic says 'It irks me.'

Vaeshir tilts his head to one side slightly.

Padraic folds his hands in front of him.
Padraic murmurs 'Lieutenant...'

Vaeshir breathes 'He has divine favor.'

Padraic says 'Really?'
Padraic says 'How so?'

Padraic frowns.
Padraic says 'Shasarik will be useful, still.'

Vaeshir continues 'The two of us have been met with a great number of martial victories. His capacity as a leader has yet to be determined.'

Padraic paces back and forth, a thoughtful look upon his face.

Vaeshir sspreads his hands 'Or so I believe.'
Vaeshir casts a thoughtful glance towards the heavens.

Padraic says 'Shasarik will stay.'
Padraic says 'Aedariara, perhaps not.'

Vaeshir inclines his head slightly. 

Padraic says 'You shall be made Keeper.'
Padraic says 'And Tlkhanu...'
Padraic says 'I have yet to place him.'

Vaeshir studies Padraic's face intently.

Padraic glances at you, as if suddenly becoming aware of your presence.

Vaeshir offers 'I find it unsettling that he holds power over all of the seats of the Council.'

Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Padraic says 'You have yet to express your reservations about him.'

Vaeshir says softly 'The most important ones have already been made clear.'

Padraic says 'Humor me, refresh my memory.'

Vaeshir says softly 'Firstly, his inability to balance his divine ties with his pursuit of the vision he shares with the Lieutenant.'

Vaeshir continues 'and secondly the fact that he holds power over the circle of Five.'

Padraic says 'But someone must hold that power.'
Padraic says 'Is it merely his position... or him?'

Vaeshir says softly 'There is a clear difference between how the Coven behaved under Lilisa.'
Vaeshir says softly 'The Warlord's induction is only the most blatant example.'

Padraic nods.

Padraic steps out of the shadows.
Padraic says 'And your praises?'

Vaeshir says softly 'He is obviously intelligent. He is also clearly capable of leading the Coven in the direction he sees fit.'

Padraic says 'Do you agree with his vision?'

Vaeshir says softly 'It has yet to be made fully clear to me.'

Padraic says 'That reflects rather poorly upon him.'

Vaeshir says softly 'Quite so.'

Padraic says 'There will come a time when I will ask for your assistance.'
Padraic says 'When that time comes, where will you stand?'

### Insert dramatic pause here.

Vaeshir says softly 'You will have my support.'

Padraic nods.
Padraic says 'Then that is all.'

Vaeshir offers 'If you like I might move to gather the support of the Lieutenant.'

Padraic nods.

Vaeshir says softly 'He has been known to yield to my judgement in times of strain.'
Vaeshir chuckles dryly.

Padraic says 'The Lieutenant bears the might of the Vanguard behind him.'
Padraic says 'His support will be crucial.'

Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly. 
Vaeshir says softly 'If my suspicions are correct, we already have it.'

Padraic says 'Excellent.'
Padraic flexes his hand slowly.

Padraic says 'Let us away from here.'

Vaeshir ponders 'Perhaps more of our former bond remains than he might suspect.'

Vaeshir inclines his head slightly. 

A shimmering gate rises up before you.

You enter a shimmering gate.

### Later, in Gaald

Padraic nods.

[51  Shud  Sch] (PK) [SHUNNED] Vaeshir the Archmage of Void, Chosen of the Serpents
[    Human Thi] (PK) [SHUNNED] Padraic the Hero of the Shadows

Players found: 2

Padraic says 'Aedariara will release you.'

Vaeshir breathes 'Excellent.'
Vaeshir says softly 'You spoke with her in person?'

Padraic nods.
Padraic says 'My intuition is that she will delay the action for as long as possible.'
Padraic says 'So persistence will be necessary.'

Vaeshir licks his lips gingerly. 
Vaeshir says softly 'I am in no position to apply force.'

Padraic says 'Tell me, how did you find yourself in your current position?'

Vaeshir gives Padraic a confused look.
Vaeshir says softly 'You ask how I was bound to the Siren?'

Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.
Padraic nods.
Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.
Padraic says 'She claims the Dark Lord put you in your position.'

Vaeshir says softly 'A lie.'

Padraic says 'Very well.  How did it transpire then?'

Vaeshir says softly 'The past I share with the Lieutenant as well as the rather unorthodox methods I employed to gain admittance were both seen as rogue elements.'
Vaeshir says softly 'The then High Priestess thought a time to prove my loyalty was prudent.'
Vaeshir pauses.
Vaeshir says softly 'I have never been on good terms with the Siren. It was clearly a test.'

Padraic nods.
Padraic taps his fingers together thoughtfully.
Padraic says 'I'll need to speak with Lilisa then.'

Vaeshir says softly 'I would come with you, if you would allow it.'
Vaeshir says softly 'Or perhaps now is not the time.'

Padraic examines you carefully.
Padraic says 'We will wait and see if the Siren acts on her promises.'

Vaeshir says softly 'I am disturbed that she did not release me immediately at your request.'
Vaeshir says softly 'I assume she gave you no reasons for her hesitation?'

Padraic says 'She dislikes you.  It is apparent enough.'
Padraic says 'She claims that she is uncertain of your loyalties, but my sense is that you have somehow aggravated her in a more personal fashion.'

Vaeshir yawns wearily 'I do not hold my tongue when I am in her presence.'

Padraic waves dismissively.
Padraic says 'When you are made Keeper, she will have to hold hers.'

Vaeshir nods slowly, a hint of a smile playing across his lips.

Padraic says 'Tell me, how have you shown yourself to be loyal to the Coven?'
Padraic says 'I am in need of a story to feed to others.'

Vaeshir says softly 'Do you anticipate an audience of sorts?'
Vaeshir says softly 'One with more than the two of you in attendance?'

Padraic says 'No, but one should always expect the unexpected.'

Vaeshir says softly 'I have no doubt that the Lieutenant would speak on my behalf in such a situation.'

Padraic says 'And if not?'

Vaeshir says softly 'Given the Priestess- Lilisa's reservations, our extended cooperation would be the strongest point in my favor.'
Vaeshir turns his gaze towards the sea 'I suspect they all wait for how I will perform in the final Ritual.'

Padraic says 'Final ritual?'

Vaeshir waves a clawed hand across his more unusual features.
Vaeshir gingerly pulls back his lips revealing short fangs.

Padraic says 'There is yet more to come.  Interesting.'
Padraic knocks a merchant unconscious with a well-placed blow.

Vaeshir says softly 'It is far from complete.'

Padraic nods.

Vaeshir says softly 'How my performance in the Ritual would speak to my loyalty remains a mystery.'

Padraic says 'A future event is no good.  I must find a means of making Aedariara appear to be as the petty being that she is.'
Padraic tilts his head, as if listening to something.

Vaeshir purses his lips quietly.

Padraic says 'Have you knowledge of Braka's gleaming spear?  Its location, to be precise.'

### I locate for it- No go.

Vaeshir says softly 'It is beyond my sight.'

Padraic nods.

Vaeshir says softly 'There is no single event I can point to that would embody my devotion to the Coven, I'm afraid.'

Padraic says 'We will need to fabricate one, then.'
Padraic says 'Or several, perhaps.'

Vaeshir hesitates only for a moment 'Very well.'

Padraic says 'Have you ever been defeated?'
Padraic looks at you.

Vaeshir says softly 'No. Would she not have to have observed these actions?'
Vaeshir says softly 'Not since my initiation, but that hardly speaks of loyalty.'

Padraic says 'For the Vanguard, it would.'

Vaeshir says softly 'A curious interpretation.'

Padraic says 'Shasarik's words of your loyalty unto death would be fitting.'
Padraic says 'Other words will need to be spread.'

Vaeshir offers 'I formulated the plan that brought the Javelin of Anirim into our hands.'

Padraic says 'Situations where you deflected personal gain to advance the interests of the Coven.'
Padraic says 'Expand on that.'

Vaeshir says softly 'There was no personal gain lost in that event, however I was responsible for the victory.'

Padraic says 'Has Aedariara ever done such a thing?'

Vaeshir says softly 'I have known her only as a frivilous mistress.'
Vaeshir says softly 'I cannot speak to or of her actions before my initiation.'

Padraic says 'I have only known her as a lusty harlot, seeking to pry armaments from my hand.'

Vaeshir says softly 'Are you certain binding my entrance into the position of Keeper with her expulsion is wise?'

Padraic says 'Her expulsion will have to wait.'

Vaeshir inclines his head slightly. 

Vaeshir says softly 'Agreed.'

Padraic says 'As a new Keeper, you will need to affirm your power base first.'
Padraic drinks water from an everfull chalice.
Padraic sits atop a large wooden box, brooding thoughtfully.

Vaeshir says softly 'I have the firm support of two of the remaining four chairs. Lilisa as well has expressed her consent in a limited manner. She still has respect for the bond between myself and the Siren.'

Padraic says 'How are your relations with the former High Priestess?'
Padraic says 'I was under the impression that she sat in Aedariara's camp, but that may not be true now.'

Vaeshir says softly 'Well enough, I would guess. Our interactions have been limited.'

Padraic frowns.
Padraic says 'I shall probe the matter with her, at my leisure'

Vaeshir says softly 'When the Shadow Mage took up the mantle of High Priest I again expressed my desires to her. She mentioned the bond and told me simply, "We all must wait for our time."'

Padraic says 'The Shadow Mage...'

Vaeshir says softly 'I have, perhaps with too much optimism, taken that as limited support- or at least lack of dissent.'

Padraic shakes his head quietly.

Vaeshir furrows his brow, gazing at Padraic.

Padraic says 'I spoke with him.'
Padraic says 'He has not changed.  He has grown worse, if anything.'

Vaeshir says softly 'In what way?'

Padraic waves dismissively.
Padraic says 'It is of no import.'

Vaeshir shrugs lightly.

Padraic descends from the top of the box.
Padraic says 'There is nothing that we can do for now.'

Vaeshir says softly 'I must agree.'

Padraic says 'All that there is to do is to wait and see.'

Vaeshir says softly 'When do you plan to speak with the former High Priestess?'

Padraic says 'I shall wait until she breaks from her vigil over the Nexus'

Vaeshir says softly 'Very well.'
Vaeshir plants his staff firmly in the ground and pulls himself to his feet.

A shimmering gate rises up before you.

Padraic says 'Should she speak with you, choose your words cautiously.'

Vaeshir spreads his hands 'Please. Of course I will be prudent.'

Padraic nods.

You enter a shimmering gate.

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