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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Logs */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been known to be fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || [[Nefis/Logs/20200809 Vessel Dissection|Performed a study]] of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental [[Nefis/Logs/20220514 Emissaries-Manifold|necromantic ritual]] in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery|Ethics in Magic Use]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|453&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With [[Zehira]], hosted a discussion on Jonathan [[Kigot]] titled &amp;quot;[[Nefis/Logs/20250627_Fall_of_Kigot|From Scholar to Scourge: the Fall of Kigot]]&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20250627_Fall_of_Kigot]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2025-07-02T02:54:14Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been known to be fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || [[Nefis/Logs/20200809 Vessel Dissection|Performed a study]] of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental [[Nefis/Logs/20220514 Emissaries-Manifold|necromantic ritual]] in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery|Ethics in Magic Use]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|453&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With [[Zehira]], hosted a discussion on Jonathan [[Kigot]] titled &amp;quot;[[Nefis/Logs/20250627_Fall_of_Kigot|From Scholar to Scourge: the Fall of Kigot]]&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis/Logs/20250627 Fall of Kigot</title>
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		<updated>2025-07-02T02:52:58Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: Created page with &amp;quot;It has been 453 years, 92 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; It is the 3rd month of Lirisa the Archer in the year of the Emerald Dolphin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; It is currently spring and it is dusk.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; You&amp;#039;re positive it&amp;#039;s 11 roisaen after the Anlas of Tamsine&amp;#039;s Toil.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;  You bob a brief, respectful bow.  You say, &amp;quot;From Scholar to Scourge: The Fall of Kigot.&amp;quot;  You say, &amp;quot;I am Nefis Mordael. A Scholar from Ilithi.&amp;quot;  You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;It has been 453 years, 92 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It is the 3rd month of Lirisa the Archer in the year of the Emerald Dolphin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It is currently spring and it is dusk.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You&#039;re positive it&#039;s 11 roisaen after the Anlas of Tamsine&#039;s Toil.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You bob a brief, respectful bow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;From Scholar to Scourge: The Fall of Kigot.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I am Nefis Mordael. A Scholar from Ilithi.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma, Dioe, Esotericist Eyst, Zfora, Ershta Zehira who is covered with whitened ridges, the Unholy Pupil, Veshana, Antiquary Kazhal and Truthseeker Elurora whose figure is gracefully highlighted in a soft aurora of silvery-violet light.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Many a scholar will tell you that Jonathan Kigot transcended death... that he is, in fact, the Old Man who resides in the very building behind me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Nefis gestures behind him at the cabin.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;While I acknowledge that possibility, as a man of learning, I strive to look beyond the commonly held beliefs to try to uncover the truths buried in the fractures of our knowledge.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You emphatically say, &amp;quot;As should we all.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora gives you a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;In this discussion, I propose a different theory.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;One that aligns more closely with what we have learned about necromancy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe folds his arms across his chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Kigot did not ascend...but broke.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;What emerged from that final confrontation was not a transcendent being, but a newly birthed Lich named Jeihrem.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe raises an eyebrow in your direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Not beyond death, but consumed by it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;To adequately explore this idea, we must begin not with what is believed...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;But with what is known.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And what as been lost.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Jonathan Kigot, born around 250 AV and presumed dead in 300 AV, is remembered as the architect of the Philosophy of the Knife.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;His legacy endures not as a simple practitioner of necromancy, but as the first to bind it with a rigorous moral framework: the Great Work.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Yet, for a figure so significant, what we truly know about Kigot is incredibly small.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Much of what is accepted about his life is filtered through myth, suppression, and the always suspect words of Church propaganda.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe gazes at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The Temple insists he was once Friar Kigot, possibly even a member of the Hounds of Rutilor.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;They claim he turned on his order after discovering a heretical tome, Investigations toward an Alchemy of Flesh, and descended upon the path of necromancy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;This narrative, convenient for the Church, paints him as a tragic figure corrupted by the profane. But true details remain elusive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;By the time of the Purge of 287 AV, the Alchemy&#039;s ideas had spread.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The Hounds of Rutilor razed villages, slaughtered scholars, and incinerated every known copy of the text. The first generation of Philosophers was nearly eradicated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And yet, Kigot survived. He resurfaced in the years following, writing and teaching amongst academics.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;He is credited with authoring the Philosophy of the Knife, the moral treatise that transformed necromantic experimentation into a vision of universal liberation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The Church, predictably, labeled it blasphemy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;In 300 AV, the Hounds finally caught up to him near the western Zoluren border. They sent a large force and it is said that a fierce battle ensued.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;When it was over, Kigot was declared dead, his body allegedly cremated and buried in an unmarked grave at the Crossing Temple. But the details of that final encounter are vague.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;It is not noted if any relics were recovered. Nor was it mentioned whether any of the bodies of the fallen were recovered, either. No testimony seems to have been given.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;A lone paladin, the sole survivor of the force that slew Kigot, was all that returned.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;As far as we know, he offered no written account, and the oral version has been passed down in fragments, never independently verified.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe narrows his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;What happened in that final moment remains an open question. And in that silence...in that absence...the path to a different truth begins.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal angles her ears forward in curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;What is it we imagine when we hear the word, necromancer?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;A scholar? Assuredly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;A magician? Of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And always...always, a death cultist in the truest sense. Not as a worshipper of death, but one who courts it, interrogates it, and tries to break its symmetry.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe fixes you with a serene, lofty stare.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Kigot, if the stories speak truly, was all of these. It would require merely a small leap of logic to assume that Kigot was aware of the demonic and their temptations.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;I surmise all necromancers are to a degree. Is it possible that he also knew about Lichdom?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;That a dead man could possess his own corpse? I believe he did.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora gazes thoughtfully at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The studies of the Luminary on the nature of the soul tell us that once the soul is stripped away and departs for the Starry Road, a powerful necromancer can, as a last resort, send its spirit and consciousness back into its corpse to continue as an undead being.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;By now, I hope you can see the direction I am leading with this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Well I can.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe adjusts his tricorn hat into place.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod at Zehira, in complete agreement with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Kigot, in his last moments, chose to become a Lich rather than be destroyed. Became something he probably abhorred rather than see the end to what he strove for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;This is why we imagined how a necromancer might appear. Because Jeihrem looks nothing like your typical necromancer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Nothing like how we&#039;d expect Kigot to look: a scholarly man, prone to study of magic and writing books.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking playful, Kazhal curls the tip of her tail into a curve.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And I&#039;d agree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The idea that Jeihrem would be hunched over some desk, writing his book on the Profane by candlelight seems almost laughable.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Some of us here have met him...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;That is not him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira shakes her head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And yet, he *has* written a book.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;So where does that lead us?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;It would also understand why one guild leader was so hell bent on keeping him on that island and why another called us stupid for speaking to him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora slowly asks, &amp;quot;Don&#039;t judge a book by its cover?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora flashes a quick grin at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod at Zehira, in complete agreement with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Elurora, &amp;quot;Perhaps.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I&#039;d hazard to say he looks more like a paladin than any scholar, wielding his greatsword and plate armor instead of the iconic knife. Perhaps even a fallen paladin.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gaze at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Perhaps, the Lich was not always as he is. Perhaps over time, more of what he was has slipped away.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora flashes a quick grin at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Thus is my hypothesis: Kigot, with no options left before him as he fought the Hounds, chose to possess a body. But what could he do if his body was functionally destroyed during the battle?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;He chose to possess the only one available: that of a Paladin of the Hounds.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;He wrenched control of the only surviving individual and became that man.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal hums to herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Ironically, his name was Jeihrem Kralissa.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Or maybe he simply decided to take the pseudonym to keep the same initials, J and K. I cannot say.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Whatever happened, the man known as Kigot had died.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I do not doubt that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Over the next hundred years, the consciousness that was once Kigot also disappeared. Subsumed by the Profane and leaving us with the Lichlord.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;My last point, It is impossible to discuss the legacy of Kigot without addressing the enigmatic figure known as the Old Man.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;For many, he stands as proof that Kigot did not fall, but rose. That he transcended flesh and flame to become a being of higher insight, completing his Great Work.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wave your hand dismissively.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;It is evident he knows the name. However, he offers absolutely nothing else.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;We can only infer what his expressionless response actually means.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Many theorize this is because he is Kigot, returned in another form. Again, I do not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I believe the Old Man knew Kigot, and perhaps even mentored him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;That he was the earlier explorer of the Alchemy of Flesh, and Kigot, his most treasured student. The one he encouraged to place necromancy on a moral axis.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;As evidence, I submit these ideas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;When asked about the pursuit of Lichdom, the Old Man does not react with disgust or scorn, as one might expect from someone who had truly transcended life&#039;s limitations.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;There is no dismissal of it as failure, nor any effort to draw a bright line between his supposed ascension and the crude prolongation of undeath.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Rather, he acknowledges the power one would gain by pursuit of that path. And at some points, his language is almost tender.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;You were wondrous with what you attained with such little power. Remember that when you are granted so much more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Those are his words.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;That line, I believe, is easily overlooked. Yet, it drips with personal memory.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;It does not speak of the path of necromancy as wondrous, but of you. A singular &amp;quot;you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And to my ear, it feels less like a teacher guiding the living and more like an old friend remembering someone lost.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Someone who *was* wondrous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Someone who did much with little.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And who he hoped might one day do even more, when the shackles of mortality were gone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Who else could that be, if not Kigot? Who else would the Old Man remember in such a way?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;None of the other names in necromancy immediately spring to mind as viable candidates, truly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;If he were Kigot, why speak of Kigot as another? Why such restraint and ambiguity? The simplest answer, as ever, is often the truest.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Because he is not Kigot. He never was. He was, instead, his predecessor. His guide. And Kigot perhaps, was his greatest failure.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;In conclusion...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;If we accept this theory, that Jonathan Kigot did not ascend, but fell into Lichdom. That Jeihrem is not some other, previously unknown power, but the echo of Kigot twisted and stripped of self.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Then we must also reckon with what that means for the Great Work.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The Philosophy of the Knife was never billed as a path of safety. It was born from peril, from exile, from the scrutiny of divine judgment.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;If Kigot erred, it was not in his morality, but in his desperation. It was not the Profane who seduced him, but the Hounds who cornered him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And when all other choices turned to ash, he reached for the last, most blasphemous one.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The irony is sharp. The founder of the most rigorous moral structure in necromancy now remembered as its most powerful failure.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;But perhaps that is fitting. &amp;quot;The space between a man and a monster is the width of a knife,&amp;quot; we&#039;ve been told. The Old Man knows this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;It may be why he does not truly speak of Kigot. Not to protect his own identity...but to protect Kigot&#039;s memory from the truth he cannot unmake.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The only remaining question is this:&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Can the Philosophy of the Knife, the moral guidance in the use of necromancy, survive knowing that its progenitor was ultimately a failure? That almost the entirety of its existence, is likely based on a profound lie?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You bob a brief, respectful bow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Debate?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira curtsies to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;Oh, indeed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Very good.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gaze at Eyst.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;Most things people believe are in fact based upon a lie of some sort.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;&#039;Tis an interesting interpretation of history, mate, and carries with it an interesting warning that I am surprised to hear ye give.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod at Kazhal, in complete agreement with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Dioe, &amp;quot;What do you mean? I do not wish to infer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says to you in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;That Kigot, seeking transcendence and failing, became Jeihrem, a wretched being of no will, beholden to the demons he was forced to rely on for his current existence - or such was my feeling after hearing ye speak.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Dioe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;Of course I&#039;d like to say that on the whole, it makes for an interesting theory, and well told at that. The idea of the sole remaining paladin being possessed by the spirit of his quarry is dripping with dramatic irony, and certainly makes one wonder.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;What we know to be fact is that Zamidren is the Triumphant, that Zamidren is the only one to complete the Great Work, barring the Luminary and X&#039;s secrets. What we know is that Zamidren was and is desperate to keep Lord Jeihrem on that island.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Dioe, &amp;quot;Aren&#039;t we all beholden to someone or something? Jeihrem has taught us much. And has always warned the powers we cavort with are dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says to Zehira in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;Aye. He knows the risks Jeihrem and the powers upon which he calls better than most, and wishes to keep them contained.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;And what we do not know, is any of Lord Jeihrem&#039;s secrets, except what he has told us, and that he always puncuates with...everything..everything we do has a price.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Zehira, &amp;quot;Yes, I&#039;ve wondered at the animosity between Zamidren and Jeihrem as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;As have I, fore it is great.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says, &amp;quot;But why? I would presume for the same reason that a Lyras caged was better than one who breached the Barrier. Amassing power and continuing to slide down a path that threatens everything is not beneficial to any of us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Perhaps, Jeihrem thinks him such an incompetent because he merely stole another&#039;s work. And he took offense at that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe nods to the Unholy Pupil.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal asks you in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;But if he lost himself as you say, would he even remember his accomplishments as Kigot?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira asks the Unholy Pupil in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Yet if that were true, we would not be Jeihrem&#039;s students, we would not have students of our own to follow our path. Surely another guild leader would stop of of the Lord&#039;s teaching, yes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Kazhal, &amp;quot;Perhaps. Its been many decades since he openly moved against Zamidren. And the only reference we have to his last name is the book he authored. He doesn&#039;t use it, himself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira mutters something into the air about what Book did to the island.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says to Zehira, &amp;quot;Assuming they have the resources and ability to do so. It&#039;s not as if there&#039;s a Council to just remove a leader who doesn&#039;t toe the line.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to the Unholy Pupil in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Of course not, but one would think that they would get tired of, Ershta and Nefis. I mean we are only two people.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Eyst, &amp;quot;Are you not dissatisfied with what you&#039;ve been told by the various teachers around? I surmise, at least Xerasyth and Zamidren knows full well who Jeihrem truly is.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;I certainly believe that they both do as well. The Luminary only says he is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;They warn us away from him. Because they know how it happened.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Kazhal, &amp;quot;To finish my thought on that. So that might be evidence that who he was is further slipping.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;But can anyone offer further evidence that the Old Man was Kigot?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I&#039;d be welcome to hear it. Prove me wrong.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;The Luminary seems like she is old enough to have been alive when Kigot died. Elotheans are rather long lived.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Kazhal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil points at a door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says, &amp;quot;It saw a way for Lyras, I wonder what It would think about Jeihrem.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;It wouldn&#039;t be surprised if the Elders of the Philosophy knew his identity. Despite his overt disagreement with the Philosophy he does seem to be firmly in its orbit. I don&#039;t expect it will be proven by the facts we have at our disposal. I would more take issue with the inference that Kigot&#039;s supposed fall would have any dire implications to the future of the Philosophy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora rubs her nose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe gazes at Eyst.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;There is no future of the Philosophy, it is only as it is.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Eyst, &amp;quot;Only insomuch as the myth surrounding him is used, I would say, to convince people that the Great Work is achievable, that transcendence is possible.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to you in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Well..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora quietly says to you, &amp;quot;Have you asked Bards to look over any areas that might have clues? Since they can sometimes see bits of the past...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Unless Book is lying.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira bursts out in a sudden snort of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And yet...do we truly know if *any*one has accomplished it? We think this of Old Man. But he could be something else entirely.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal grins at Zehira, her dimples flashing into view.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says to Zehira in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;Philosophy is a recruitment tool. That is my belief.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Elurora, &amp;quot;That would be a good step.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Of course it is, but never believe what Zamidren tells you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;I&#039;d believe Xerasyth before him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma chortles softly at some secret joke.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe grins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I wonder if the Xala&#039;shar are the result of the battle between the Hounds and Kigot.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says to you, &amp;quot;Fair point, It could have lied this entire time. On the other hand It did seem a little saddened. Seems lonely more than malevolent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Though he did kick me out of the guild and killed me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The remnants of necromancy curse those men.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil chuckles at Zehira.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;There are many who hate the gods, who believe that nature is unfair, and destructive - who yearn to escape the brutal cycle of life and death.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;And then there&#039;s his lab.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;Perhaps those believing such things would be met with disappointment. I couldn&#039;t say how many believe such a thing. The most accepted information we have is simply that Johnathon Kigot died some hundred and fifty years ago and his students got on well enough without him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;Honestly, I don&#039;t trust any of them. Those who have power covet it and the protect it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says to Kazhal in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;Until it&#039;s taken from them, aye.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to the Unholy Pupil.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to the Unholy Pupil, &amp;quot;Yes, loneliness. He, it, does seem that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to Eyst in a regal accent, &amp;quot;I think we all believe in things that could be met with disappointment. I don&#039;t think there is one of us that has not met with it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;Perhaps it is not what you&#039;re saying, but I would merely take issue that an idea, or those followers of an idea, might be tainted by the failings of those that came before them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Remarkably, most &amp;quot;Philosophers&amp;quot; don&#039;t seem to philosophize much on subjects like this at all. Perhaps, their lead rope is too tight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;If Book can achieve transcendence, it is possible.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says to Eyst in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;Isn&#039;t that in every part of life? We are all &amp;quot;marked&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;tainted&amp;quot; by those who came before us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;It probably chokes them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to Kazhal, &amp;quot;Perhaps another cycle the Philosophers might break free from.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe laughs!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;Philosophers are idealists, but transcendence is a worthy goal.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Zehira and I intend to go search through the Xala&#039;shar encampment after this to see if we might discover any scraps of evidence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says, &amp;quot;I think it&#039;s telling that most move on to someone beyond Book very quickly in their journey.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to the Unholy Pupil.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says to Zehira in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;When I learn the truth, or transcend and put him to the test, I shall let ye know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says to Eyst in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;Is it possible for any being to break free from that cycle? It seems as every being is stuck in this behavior. Take for example the little spat between the Immortals and Heralds.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Though, I fear many still either hold onto his rhetoric or find themselves incapable of enduring the trials and seek to return to the Gods.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;Perhaps. I expect we must all make do with what tools are available to us. Johnathon Kigot, whether dead or a lich does not seem like a particularly viable avenue to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wave your hand dismissively.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Eyst, &amp;quot;Yes, Kigot is irrelevant at this point.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;For all intents and purposes, whatever happened, he is dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;Which is not to say that the ultimate fate of the man isn&#039;t material. Writings or artifacts that might be uncovered in such learning would of course be quite relevant.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira grins at Dioe, her dimples flashing into view.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;BUt without starting at the beginning and learning the truth of these mysteries, how can we adequately move on and discover more?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Yes Sailor you do that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe grins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says, &amp;quot;Irrelevant perhaps, but his death or undeath at least presented an interesting conversation starter.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Eyst, &amp;quot;And more importantly, what is being *hidden* from us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora quietly says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Oddly, it&#039;s kind of nice to know my guild isn&#039;t the only with secrets.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;Indeed. Seldom a thing is hidden without reason.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma chuckles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;His influence runs deep, and his text calls to some who then pursue secrets that benefit more than themselves. I am glad to learn more of his history, and of his possible fates.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora flashes a quick grin at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Elurora, &amp;quot;The sad part is your guild&#039;s secrets are older than some of those being discussed now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;If anything, it is kind of funny to think that a Paladin might be the Lich of Basalt.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal giggles a little oddly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Elurora, &amp;quot;Have you heard of anything else about this paladin of the Hounds that was the lone survivor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to Kazhal in a regal accent, &amp;quot;And yet, fitting.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora shakes her head at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Elurora, &amp;quot;One would assume, he&#039;d be heralded as a hero.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;My guild isn&#039;t very forthcoming with things like that. They arrested Sir Oane simply for looking for the truth of things.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira asks in a regal accent, &amp;quot;And wasn&#039;t it said he returned from this great fight with merely a broken leg?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal asks you in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;Was the Paladins name recorded?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You shake your head at Kazhal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Perhaps he was trying to attempt a second bonding.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Different result it seems.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe asks Zehira in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;Do ye hold a theory as to who Jeihrem was before he came to his current form?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I still can&#039;t decide whether I&#039;m more interested in the possible coincidence of the names both being JK or that the only survivor was a paladin and Jeihrem chooses to look like one.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I heard the recent festival had quite the selection of gear that seemed similar.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says to you in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;Both are very interesting points.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says, &amp;quot;It is an interesting bit of trivia.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst nods in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to Dioe in a regal accent, &amp;quot;It&#039;s always been a theory that he was someone important, that he was someone known before he became a Lich. His look, is name, why Book and X got so so angry at us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe nods to Zehira.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to Dioe in a regal accent, &amp;quot;And he did not just come out of no where. He did not just appear.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;If you believe Zamidren as his risen was guarding his office he was fighting Jeihrem long before he attacked the Crossing. He was able to keep him secured on the island until Jeihrem broke through his wards.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Any other points anyone would like to make or anything anyone would like to challenge?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says, &amp;quot;I don&#039;t think either of you are appreciating the damage someone who has given themselves over to the demonic could do. There&#039;s perfectly good reasoning to suppress him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You cock your head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to the Unholy Pupil, &amp;quot;I think We are significantly more prepared than oyu think.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;Almost as much damage as any Cleric could cause.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Kazhal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil asks you, &amp;quot;Prepared to do what?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to the Unholy Pupil in a regal accent, &amp;quot;And I think we have seen and felt exactly what they can do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;To appreciate what happens to someone who has pledged to the demonic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says to Elurora in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;It would be like being me being an ant and you stepping on me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Kazhal, &amp;quot;I have no desire to squash you or an ant.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to the Unholy Pupil in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Let&#039;s just say, I didn&#039;t always look like this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora asks Kazhal, &amp;quot;Or did you mean the damage a Cleric could cause?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says to Elurora in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;But you do see what I mean? It wouldn&#039;t matter if it was You or Zehira who stepped on me. The end result would be the same.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Yes you would be squished.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Kazhal, &amp;quot;No, because I wouldn&#039;t seek to cause you harm, but I see your point.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says, &amp;quot;Assuming your idea about Kigot is correct, I find no fault with using that path as a last resort, but I&#039;ve already been through getting used by a lich and would rather sit on the fence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira nods to Kazhal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Kazhal, &amp;quot;But the end result changes when you harbor the right allies. In both cases.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil looks over Zehira very closely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe gazes at the Unholy Pupil.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora lightly says to the Unholy Pupil, &amp;quot;I hope it isn&#039;t one of those pointy fences.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora flashes a quick grin at the Unholy Pupil.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says to you in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;True. In most situations I like to avoid being stepped on by giant boots.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;And his boot still holds that firey rubbish.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal peers quizzically at Zehira.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;His boot was on fire, it has the meltiny part, he has a few scars. He&#039;s still quite scary though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora gazes off into the distance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;I yelled at him the last time I saw him, it did not go well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I believe we are effectively concluded. The conversation seems to be dying down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Zehira, &amp;quot;Did you want to go look around the Xala&#039;shar encampment?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says, &amp;quot;And I will be due in Arthe for the concert before long. Thank you for allowing me to listen.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora bows to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to you in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Yes we can do that and anyone else that will like to come.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora bows to Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dioe says to you in a nautical accent, &amp;quot;Ye have a gift for scholarship, mate. I enjoyed hearing ye speak.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal gently kisses Zehira on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora nods politely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira gently kisses Kazhal on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says in a regal accent, &amp;quot;Never.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal gives Zehira a friendly nudge as she brushes her tail against her waist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;Challenging ideas and invigorating discussion as always.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kazhal says to you in a Surlaenisan accent, &amp;quot;Thank you for giving me things to consider.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Eyst.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zehira says to you in a regal accent, &amp;quot;I will meet you outside the encampment.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Unholy Pupil says, &amp;quot;I&#039;d love to go, but I&#039;m still not... Enjoy yourselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to you, &amp;quot;I appreciate your discussion this evening.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Thank you for coming.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
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|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been known to be fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || [[Nefis/Logs/20200809 Vessel Dissection|Performed a study]] of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental [[Nefis/Logs/20220514 Emissaries-Manifold|necromantic ritual]] in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery|Ethics in Magic Use]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|453&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With [[Zehira]], hosted a discussion on Jonathan [[Kigot]] titled &amp;quot;From Scholar to Scourge: the Fall of Kigot&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* About */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been known to be fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || [[Nefis/Logs/20200809 Vessel Dissection|Performed a study]] of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental [[Nefis/Logs/20220514 Emissaries-Manifold|necromantic ritual]] in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery|Ethics in Magic Use]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T13:06:05Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || [[Nefis/Logs/20200809 Vessel Dissection|Performed a study]] of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental [[Nefis/Logs/20220514 Emissaries-Manifold|necromantic ritual]] in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery|Ethics in Magic Use]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T13:05:52Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Logs */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==About==&lt;br /&gt;
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A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
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When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
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|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
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|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
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|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || [[Nefis/Logs/20200809 Vessel Dissection|Performed a study]] of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental [[Nefis/Logs/20220514 Emissaries-Manifold|necromantic ritual]] in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery|Ethics in Magic Use]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20220911_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<title>Nefis/Logs/20220811 Ethics Magic Sorcery</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T13:05:22Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: RAIKIS moved page Nefis/Logs/20220811 Ethics Magic Sorcery to Nefis/Logs/20220911 Ethics Magic Sorcery: incorrect date used to label the page(8/11 when it should have bveen 9/11)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;#REDIRECT [[Nefis/Logs/20220911 Ethics Magic Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis/Logs/20220911 Ethics Magic Sorcery</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: RAIKIS moved page Nefis/Logs/20220811 Ethics Magic Sorcery to Nefis/Logs/20220911 Ethics Magic Sorcery: incorrect date used to label the page(8/11 when it should have bveen 9/11)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;[Gorbesh Fortress, Practice Yard]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The ground in this open square is trampled flat, though a few dead tree trunks are still standing. Ragged target dummies with crude faces drawn on are tied in nooses from a wooden beam. You also see a narrow ladder, a wooden gate with a pure white stone on it, a low beechwood cart with several things on it and a makeshift pavilion with several mismatched chairs and a rickety table beneath it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Also here: Newswoman Navesi, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage, Heretic Agalea, Lady Knight Elurora and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious paths: east, southeast, south, southwest.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Mean can be very cute.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Newswoman Navesi, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage, Heretic Agalea, Lady Knight Elurora and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora flashes a wide grin at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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You gaze at Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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You gaze at Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I&#039;m surprised by you two&#039;s attendance, in all honesty.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to you, &amp;quot;Wonders never cease I guess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;You said you were open to rigorous debate, so I figured I would take you at your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora takes a sip of her chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea takes a bite of the rose.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;We still have some minutes left. Feel free to acquire refreshments. I believe they have some over there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You point south.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Or here...as it seems.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says, &amp;quot;And on there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora points at a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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You point at a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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You smile.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora giggles.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;And always a pleasure to see such staunch supporters of Ilithi in attendance.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora takes a sip of her chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora gives you a slight curtsy, barely more than a quick bob.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi says to you, &amp;quot;My husband wanted to come. And the truth is, we can&#039;t kill each other, not truly. Sometimes it might be worthwhile to talk, or listen. But don&#039;t take this to mean any form of support or acceptance of your practices.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea giggles a little oddly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;Oh, food.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Navesi, &amp;quot;Thats all well and good. This evening isn&#039;t even about necromancy, truthfully.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Heretic Agalea scampers south.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;We can&#039;t kill each other?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi asks, &amp;quot;The effort involved would be awfully great, don&#039;t you think?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma bows his head, acknowledging you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos asks you, &amp;quot;Have you specific topics planned?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Heretic Agalea just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;To enact a true, permanent death.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I do. And its to be a three part series.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lady Knight Elurora goes south.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lady Knight Elurora just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora joins Gridaksma&#039;s group.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;The last of which will be specific case studies in history.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coshivi&#039;s Son Rakeklis came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea takes a bite of the sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;It isn&#039;t something I&#039;ve needed to do lately.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora blinks at Rakeklis.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Elurora something in Ilithic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi raises an eyebrow in Rakeklis&#039;s direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Agalea, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure he does.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi asks Rakeklis, &amp;quot;Do you need directions to a clothier, sir?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks you, &amp;quot;Is it intended to be a real debate, or just lead everyone down the path of your logic to the conclusion you want?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos gives you a crooked grin.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rakeklis sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rakeklis assesses his combat situation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;I doubt he would use the same heavy handed tactics of your side.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rakeklis puts his ouroboros in his enshrouding clouds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Saragos, &amp;quot;Lets just wait and see, shall we?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi says to Rakeklis, &amp;quot;Ah, I see. Pesky magic at times.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Arcane Malcontent Nsar came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar gets an ichor drenched prayer tapestry embroidered with the image of a slender woman from inside his multi-strapped carryall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea gently touches her ring, running her fingers along the vengeance ruby it holds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar reverently lays his prayer tapestry at his feet, smoothing out its corners.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar sits down on the prayer tapestry.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea takes a bite of the sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora takes off an unadorned ebonwood pilgrim&#039;s badge.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora puts on an unadorned ebonwood pilgrim&#039;s badge.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;The best form of debate is when no one cares to convince someone else of anything. They just speak their side and leave it at that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora smiles at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;Certainly we&#039;ve no hope of convincing each other of much of anything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Which, I think, is what we have here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I might add, this is not necessarily a debate with myself, so much as a debate about the subject. If I have a point to add, I will. But The idea is for everyone to get involved based on their stances.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;There are many things that I don&#039;t agree on that Nefis believes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi asks Elurora, &amp;quot;I&#039;ve been gone some time. Did you marry that young woman I saw you with?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten nods politely.&lt;br /&gt;
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You glance up at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi nods politely to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;We do not have to agree on everything. We just respect each other enough to not me mad about things.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian joins Saragos&#039;s group.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Looks to be about the appointed anlas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Navesi, &amp;quot;Miss Bel? No, we&#039;re much too young to think about that at this point. We&#039;re good holding hands and going on picnics.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora smiles at Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi nods to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Mazrian, Xelten, Arcane Malcontent Nsar who is sitting, Coshivi&#039;s Son Rakeklis, Lady Knight Elurora, Heretic Agalea, Newswoman Navesi, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
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You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Well congratulations anyway, on finding such companionship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora smiles at Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian asks Elurora, &amp;quot;Oh, who is the lucky person?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Navesi, &amp;quot;Thank you, Miss, I feel very lucky she likes me back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi smiles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;Miss Claribel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea adjusts her meshor fox tail.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Well done, then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Logarithmancer Zorthuric came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Logarithmancer Zorthuric goes east.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;It&#039;s more her doing really.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;At the Town Hall meetings, there has been some talk about making Shard a center for academic excellence. I would be remiss if I didnt take the first step since it was my suggestion.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Well, normally I would make no promises not to be mad, but usually that anger comes from dashed hopes. In this, I have no hope of convincing anyone, so walking away the same as we started is about what I&#039;d expect.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;With that being said, Good evening and welcome to the inaugural discussion on Ethics in Modern spellcasting.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Veteran Apprentice Anuril&#039;s group came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril bows to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril respectfully says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;Halipa.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora smiles at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says to Elurora, &amp;quot;With time, you find that in life a win is a win.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian smiles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says to Anuril, &amp;quot;Write that down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora gazes thoughtfully at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives Mazrian a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos snorts at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai jots down some notes.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;No good academic discussion begins without some inspiring quote.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gets a fat orange book with clouds painted on the cover from inside his farandine mantle.&lt;br /&gt;
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Logarithmancer Zorthuric just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;&amp;quot;With every dusky moonbeam and with e&#039;ry revolution, Magick is our signpost, our method Evolution.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril jots down some notes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia nods to Zorthuric.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora furrows her brow.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;These were the words spoken by Erzebet Crowther as she took her place upon the moon mage council and of her ancestor, Alicia Crowther, upon the signing of the Lunar Accord.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril closes his orange book, hooking back the latch.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril puts his book in his leather haversack.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;It is hard to imagine truer words than these.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Court Mage Miskton came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora shifts her weight.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Magic has integrated itself into many aspects of modern life, from transportation and protection, to healing and business.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;It is difficult to imagine life now without it. Our society has evolved to rely on magic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric nods to Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Magic is, ultimately, about accruing power. Power over yourself, the elements. Power over the future; the very world that exists around you. But this power does not come cheaply.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Magic can be extremely dangerous. There are spells, effects, and energies that can be incredibly destructive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian appears to be whispering to those in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;And as it has become overwhelmingly prevalent in the modern age, it is about time we begin to look at it from an ethical standpoint.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;However, as a disclaimer, this is not intended to be a rationalization of necromancy. I believe many of us have strong opinions on that matter as a whole.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;If someone wishes to bring it up, we can discuss it as a case study at a later event.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;This preliminary discussion is more about magic use as a whole.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora leans against a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora takes a sip of her chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Throughout the ages, the idea of magical regulation has very rarely been addressed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;The formation of the guilds is probably the most well-known effort in this area.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;This is followed by provincial bans on the use of sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Beyond that, spellcasters have, for the most part, been left to their own devices in deciding what ethical magic use means.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;This has led to several situations that could be considered improper use, or at least irresponsible methodology, in the application of magical theories and spells.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian whispers something to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Some of these we will address in the coming months as case studies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives Mazrian a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Today, though, I wish to address one of the primary issues in ethical Spellcasting: Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora tilts her head, clearly curious about something.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;It is a delicate topic, to be sure. I would be surprised if there were any individual here who have not fallen on the wrong side of the law in the use of these &amp;quot;forbidden magics.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora clears her throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says, &amp;quot;I have not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You smile at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Then color me surprised.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar sarcastically says, &amp;quot;How quaint.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;Nor have I.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora glances at Nsar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says, &amp;quot;Nor Kethrai.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Nor I...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea giggles a little oddly.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Ah, so we have a few purists here...that should drive some debate in a few minutes then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Well. There was that one time with that Clear Vision runestone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril pats Tylanni on the back.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora asks Nsar, &amp;quot;Does it pain you have so many of us &#039;quaint&#039; folks around?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai shakes his fist!&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;Nor have I ever been arrested for such a thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Nor I.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;If you&#039;ll forgive me, you&#039;ve already got a tilt there. There&#039;s nothing written on the tin as soon as you gain attunement that there&#039;s a moral imperative to seek power - it&#039;s just there. A tool. If it&#039;s about accruing power, that&#039;s on you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni folds his arms across his chest.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;No Sorcery for me, though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I find it interesting the choice of words...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Some likely because they were not caught.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar says to Elurora, &amp;quot;I always marvel at the ineptitude of the masses and their ability to willingly shroud themselves from knowledge sitting beyond the tips of their nose so, no, I feel no pain in your or anyone elses presence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar smiles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;I will respond to that in a moment.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Well, you said it. I didn&#039;t have too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea gently adjusts the swaying vines of her vine cloak. They settle more comfortably against her.&lt;br /&gt;
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You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Historically speaking, there is no record of when it was decided that sorcerous magic would be illegal, but 1100 years ago a woman by the name of Tezirah Eilsina was put to death in Zoluren over her practice of it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I think it&#039;s safe to say that opinions on the matter have changed drastically since then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;The question then lies in why was its use so frowned upon then as opposed to now? The practice is still illegal, though the penalty has significantly decreased.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says, &amp;quot;Tezirah was doing much more than casting Zephyr off runes, surely we agree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;It also depends on who and where you are too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;And yet, this proves little barrier for nearly any spellcaster in the modern age. Have we merely cast aside the ethics of this issue, or have provincial laws just lagged behind in modern adjustments in magic use?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Nsar, &amp;quot;I think I can have beliefs that you find quaint and still learn. Not wanting to harm innocents is hardly a unique idea.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;As far as I&#039;m aware, the first documented persecution of Sorcerors was the Blackfire Cabal around 5000 years ago.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;There&#039;s also a difference among the feelings of the common folk and the guilded class.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives Navesi a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;You&#039;l likely be more knowledgeable about that than myself....but lets explore the topic, shall we?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Saragos, &amp;quot;To address your position about magic being power. Has it not given you capability beyond a commoner to change things you feel are necessary?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Otherwise, why even use it, if not for the power to change what is to what you want it to be.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;Sure. But that&#039;s a choice I made, and the consequences are on my head. No voice from on high demanded that I become powerful.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;And yet, you still made the decision to pursue magic...to gain that power.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around a twilight-hued wildlace garter decorated with piquant bloodlace fringe.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;But the nature of magic is not really what I wanted to debate. But sorcery and its use? Should it still be a forbidden practice?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Power is always the goal. The type of power, well that is something that is entirely up to the one seeking it. It could be political power, it could be physical power, or it could be magical power.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;THe persuit of power is at the center of life and is everyones motivation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora quietly asks, &amp;quot;Does the reason you want the power matter in that then?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Sometimes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks, &amp;quot;Well, let me ask a question for you all... would you not agree that Sorcery CAN be dangerous both to the self and others? Not that it always is, but it CAN?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says to Agalea, &amp;quot;I don&#039;t think it is -everyone&#039;s- motivation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Because if we can&#039;t agree on that, we have to go back way farther.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Just as surely as any tool can.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Sorcery is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Just like any form of magic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Magic in general is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Fire is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea nods at Gridaksma, obviously agreeing with his views.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;But sorcery is uniquely dangerous moreso than the typical spells cast in the typical way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni says, &amp;quot;Anything can be dangerous in the hands of someone wanting to use it in such a way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Anuril, &amp;quot;What are your goals in life?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Backlash can be very violent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora nods to Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;My view is that people pursue power to achieve certain ends. Not everyone pursues power purely and insatiably. A scribe pursues the power to read and write in order to continue her trade, but she may refuse the incredible powers of magic because it doesn&#039;t serve her ends.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Usually only to the caster, of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Tylanni, &amp;quot;A good point.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The Elementalists seek to open up planes and contact beings from beyond, that seems rather foolish and dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says to Agalea, &amp;quot;To defend, largely, society.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Anuril, &amp;quot;A very noble goal. How will you defend society?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says, &amp;quot;Through martial and magical prowess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Let me speak, then, as a Warrior Mage. The spiritual ancestors of my guild have multiple massive disasters that are on their hands due to the use of Sorcery. Blackfire had the potential to end everything. The Voidspell, used to combat it, ultimately created the leakage of the Planar Void that allowed Maelshyve to gain entrance.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Anuril, &amp;quot;So you seek two of the three that I mentioned.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea praises Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;The annihilation of S&#039;Kra Wind Clan was also likely Sorcerous, as the Heralds warned against it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Funny you should mention that...I intend that to be one of the case studies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;Sorcery, as an entire category, is certainly dangerous, but not necessarily more so than other types of magic. Well, aside from the dangers to the user. But specific types of sorcery can have much more wide-ranging effects.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Anuril, &amp;quot;So you do seek power. I hope that you find it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea carefully cleans her ring with a bit of cloth, burnishing the vengeance ruby held within until it gleams beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The heralds were tampering with mortal affairs and allowed the Dragon Priests to ravage the lands. Don&#039;t use them as a moral compass.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;Matter-of-factly The heralds of which Gridaksma speaks only intervened because the prior two had done so, without an understanding of why.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;To my mind, the Voidspell is the ultimate example of why you cannot trust your perceptions about Sorcery being safe. The true nature of the disaster did not become apparent until somewhere around 3500 years later, and ultimately resulted in the creation of the Zaulfung Stones.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;3500 or more years, where everything seemed fine.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives Saragos a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos exclaims, &amp;quot;So I&#039;m, shall we say, very skeptical of any claims that, &amp;quot;I did X Sorcery and it was fine, see!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;But those were isolated events, no? a 3500 year span is barely comprehensible to my mind in terms of time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Because enormously dangerous things have resulted in the past, and everyone involved was long dead before there was even a clue.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric asks, &amp;quot;Here is a question, if someone could give you hard evidence today that the use of your guild&#039;s confound damaged Elanthia with every use in a verifiable fashion, would you continue to use your confound?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea asks, &amp;quot;Which confound?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;They were only isolated events because the knowledge has been wiped out and hunted down by the Grovekeepers. If I knew the Voidspell I could do it all over again. Right now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;Any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Zorthuric, &amp;quot;Is that a general question to everyone...?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;The question was directed at Saragos though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;But I imagine, even if you could, you wouldnt.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;That is what they would like you to believe.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos asks Zorthuric, &amp;quot;That&#039;s a complicated question, will you give me a bit of space to answer it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Zorthuric, &amp;quot;The reason that I ask is because I have studied the use of two.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;If I learned it about my own guild&#039;s abilities, and depending on the level of future damage we&#039;re talking, then I would stop, yes. I&#039;d redouble my study of herbs. Not as effective, but...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says to Zorthuric, &amp;quot;A particularly tricky question, in that in many cases to abstain from doing so would essentially require suicide.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;I can&#039;t trade reducing hurt today in exchange for vastly increasing hurt in the future.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia leans against a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;It might be a challenge, though, if I saw no other empaths choosing to stop.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says to Miskton, &amp;quot;&amp;quot;I agree, in that I do not believe there is an easy answer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Zorthuric, &amp;quot;I think that is the issue at stake here...we know that these tools are dangerous. We just try to do the best we can, while minimizing what we perceive to be damage, yes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;So, if there were unequivocal evidence that the mere usage of Elemental Magic would wipe out life on Elanthia - absolutely. However, things are more complex than that. First off, repairing the damage that&#039;s already been done in the past is likely going to be a lot more complicated than breaking things in the first place was, so even if it was the cause of a problem, it might still be needed as a solution. You can break a building by hitting it with a wooden board, but still need wood to repair it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora cocks her head.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Second, if the merest use of elemental magic itself was that dangerous, likely all magic is. And at that point, we&#039;ve all got a lot of thinking to do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says to you, &amp;quot;Or not minimizing, in some cases. The Children of Kalestraum are quite fond of Teleologic Sorcery, and even attempt to weaponize the damage it does.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says to you, &amp;quot;It does ultimately come down to our assesment of risk vs reward, and I think that many of us here rate those risks very differently.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;But I&#039;m not afraid of that line of inquiry.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea peers quizzically at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Things are considerably more complex, for all of us. The Plane is resiliant and tends to return to a stable state.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Elurora, &amp;quot;You look like you have something to say.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Nothing we do as individuals, with the tools we presently have, is going to change anything very much.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Or similarly, we know chopping down a tree is harmful to the environment. But in small doses, perhapos not as much. And if the reason has merit, perhaps it is an acceptable loss.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;That is true as well. Just because beheading is lethal for a person does not mean a scratch is.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Well, if we&#039;re going with the building thingy, it seems a little silly to beat the building in the first place if you know you&#039;re going to have to fix it later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;The question that matters is where we are trying to go.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Anuril, &amp;quot;Most asuredly, because not everyone has the same situation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;And not all of those *ends* are equally neutral or healthy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea asks Gridaksma, &amp;quot;She is brillant. You know that right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora blinks at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Mazrian, &amp;quot;And who gets to decide that, as well, I presume?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma nods to Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;In all of our shouting and whatnot, we talked over Elurora.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian dryly says to you, &amp;quot;The Plane will ultimately let us know, I imagine, by imploding. Or some other such thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;I will actually concede that point. The frank reality is that Sorcery has been going on for a long time, and we&#039;re obviously still standing here. The real problems I have are, first, that the cumulative total might get us before we even realize it, and second, that some types of Sorcery are just catastrophic. Like the Voidspell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Elurora, &amp;quot;Not to put you on the spot, but would you please say that again?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora quietly says to Agalea, &amp;quot;I&#039;m mostly just listening, but if you like.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Well, if we&#039;re going with the building thingy, it seems a little silly to beat the building in the first place if you know you&#039;re going to have to fix it later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;And if you allow Sorcerous research to flourish in the open, someone will discover the Voidspell again. Or something like it. If it could be done 5000 years ago, it could happen now. And if that reaches wide circulation, we&#039;re all done for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten smiles slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Elurora, &amp;quot;A valid point. But tools are what they are, yes? I&#039;d assume that everything you hit with your sword could, *theoretically* be reasoned with somehow.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;The foundation of magic has changed, more than once, since the Voidspell. It may well NOT be possible now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;So my position is that not every type of Sorcery is, objectively, equally risky. I grant that. But I would also note that we&#039;re horribly, horribly bad at telling the difference.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;The other thing we know for sure is that, the more different kinds of mana are combined in a spell pattern, the more unpredictable and dangerous it becomes. Feral magic is the most explosive of all. It reminds me of... Well, something like a dose response.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;We can prove that something is poisonous if we can prove that the more of it someone receives, the sicker they become.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;In theory. But a building didn&#039;t try and set me on fire or eat my face.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora grins at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea brushes a hand along her vine cloak. The tendrils sweep away from her body and wave lazily in the air for a moment before settling back into place.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni studies the faces around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai studies the faces around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Mostly, it seems like everyone is against, in theory, the use of sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Xelten, &amp;quot;That&#039;s true, the Voidspell might not be possible. But none of us can say with certainty that something equally destructive couldn&#039;t be discovered. If Feral Magic can allow us to travel inside of Maelshyve, then it can do... a lot.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;So it would seem.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni leans against a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea hums to herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;The biggest threats to our plane of existance have been Clerics, Warrior Mages, and Moon Mages, perhaps we should cut the plant out at the root then?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Elurora, &amp;quot;While his analogy for a building was specific. Not everything is a building.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril snorts, loudly.&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora grins at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure I&#039;d even say I am categorically against sorcery. Even though I avoid using it myself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;There have been Clerics who are very skilled at Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks, &amp;quot;But the question was about... Is sorcery uniquely dangerous? Why is it still considered forbidden?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar says, &amp;quot;Sorcery, in all its combinations, is a means to an end. Its a sword and a plowshare all at the same time, wholly dependant on the will of its executor to give shape and meaning to. Cowering in fear because of something that might happen is as useful as shoving your head into the sand during a rainstorm in the hopes that it might not get wet.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;I guess I&#039;m using the building idea in place of the innocent people we often end up harming. Which could extend to the animals, and plants that are mostly innocent. Not the ones that try and eat you so much...but the rest.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The leader of the Ilithi Guard is known to use sorcery, he&#039;s still rather respected.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Nsar, &amp;quot;You are very correct.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You smile at Nsar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;That&#039;s not a complete list of risks, but they are risks. But if your house gets broken down by hammers, you can&#039;t repair it if you throw away your tools because tools caused it. There has to be a look at the costs and the benefits.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;You mean the Captain of the Sentinels of Shard, presumably.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around a twilight-hued wildlace garter decorated with piquant bloodlace fringe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;A sword that cleaves through armor but might explode in your hand and take off your arm is one thing. A sword that randomly kills 15 other people beyond the one you stabbed is another. And sorcery could be like either of those, which makes it a little tricky to make a general statement on.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Miskton.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;They should not be training more powerful beings to potentially rediscover these terrible spells you are so afraid of.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi says to Kethrai, &amp;quot;There are different types of sorcery. I personally argue that even the most common of sorceries, cross-casting, is dangerous. It has the potential to backlash severely of course, but more subtly, it puts the user into a dangerous frame of mind. It requires dark, powerful emotion, and that wears on the mind and soul over time. It changes a person. We like to think we&#039;re unchangeable, but we&#039;re not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Miskton, &amp;quot;There are laws about public endangerment. Does that not already cover it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Nsar, &amp;quot;You&#039;re making a leap in logic. It&#039;s a means to an end, sure. But not all ends are desirable. If your end is to kill my children, lop off my head, burn my corpse, spit on my grave, I&#039;m not a closed-minded fool just because I don&#039;t want to let you try it and see if it might be ok.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives Navesi a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says to you, &amp;quot;In many cases.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi says, &amp;quot;I wish I could stay and debate further, but I am regrettably called away to family duties.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai bows to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;Hopefully Saragos will provide suitable entertainment and an interesting argument.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi nods politely.&lt;br /&gt;
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Newswoman Navesi goes south.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure laws against public endangerment will help much if the Timekeepers manage to do something really catastrophic, though, as an example.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;We could debate about whether magic use, at all, is ethical, but I feel as though that&#039;s a different subject than what we&#039;re debating tonight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;And probably a useless debate on the whole.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;There&#039;s also the question of whether it&#039;s good to have a chilling effect on the practice even if we can&#039;t prevent it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Attunement does happen spontaneously, even without the Guilds. It would be very difficult to stop.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Putting extra hurdles in place, extra penalties, maybe it means fewer people practice sorcery, or practice it less.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Or, alternatively...teach responsible use.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea taps out a rhythmic beat on the vengeance ruby held in her ring.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;And maybe the cumulative effect of that is a positive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says, &amp;quot;Even some animals are capable of casting spells, which certainly has issues with an attempt at applying an ethical framework there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar asks Saragos, &amp;quot;If sorcery were the only way to stop me from doing all those things, would you use it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gazes thoughtfully at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar observes Saragos with fascination.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;And yet my point stands, there are three pillars creating the biggest issues with sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;For regular spellcasting, that is. I&#039;m not sure if any animals have managed to do something sorcerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;When was the last time we had a world ending threat started by Rangers?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Miskton, &amp;quot;Don&#039;t give them any ideas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora looks at Miskton, obviously trying not to grin.&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;I am working on it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma grins at Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;But that gets back to my original point. The Four thought the Voidspell was being used responsibly. They were lauded for it. It&#039;s even in the official Warrior Mage history books. But the consequences were dire.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Political wars don&#039;t generally have the same consequences.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril dryly says, &amp;quot;I don&#039;t buy into this three pillars thing..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian flashes a quick grin at Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Of course you wouldn&#039;t, you have too much riding on me being wrong.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar dryly says, &amp;quot;History books are never wrong, of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Just because rangers haven&#039;t started a world-ending threat YET...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Nsar, &amp;quot;Especially the ones I&#039;ve written.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks Gridaksma, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sorry, are you talking to me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora quietly asks Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Has the Paladin guild ever done anything maybe world endangering?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;Not any longer, I prefer to have intelligent conversations.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Just wait till we have a swarm of angry life dragons coming down on us because they offended the Kather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril quietly says to Saragos, &amp;quot;I think it was me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Not at this point.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora gives Gridaksma a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I think answers to whether the rangers or paladins have is difficult to answer. Much of their history seems lost or obfuscated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni asks, &amp;quot;How did we go from sorcery to which guild has caused a world ending event?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai gives you a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril grins at Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;True of all guilds, as far as I can tell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Arent there current quests to try and figure out such information?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;We&#039;ve been unable to find any leads to Sir Beren, but yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says, &amp;quot;People are certainly trying to dig into the past of the Paladins guild.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton nods to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea pats a plush meshor fox tail of ivory fur displaying a tuft of scarlet at the tip.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni says, &amp;quot;If you look hard enough you&#039;ll find dirt on anything, just have to look.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;I think there&#039;s also a difference though, when we&#039;re looking at guilds that nearly caused a world-ending event, then THEMSELVES fixed it, and also suppressed the ability for it to happen again in their guild.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Versus those for whom a world-ending event is, arguably, an end in itself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Those who study the purest forms of magic are the ones creating the most dangerous sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora quietly says to Tylanni, &amp;quot;My question wasn&#039;t really a part of the debate, the debate just made me wonder because of a comment earlier about the guilds who&#039;d been the most dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Kethrai, &amp;quot;Please tell me how they&#039;ve solved this themselves, in any case.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to you, &amp;quot;Even the Clerics are dangerous when it comes to things. The Sorcery that is possible by the Priests and Priestess&#039;s is very dangerous, if used incorrectly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora grins at Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Well, if we&#039;re talking about warrior mages... They used the Voidspell to end the Blackfire Cabal, and suppressed knowledge of blackfire after that. Of course the Voidspell had its own problems, as we&#039;ve said. There&#039;s also Stormwill Tower, which a warrior mage caused...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;But another warrior mage slew him, and warrior mages keep it in check, and are researching how to fix it permanently.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;That doesn&#039;t seem like they have fixed their problems then, now does it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni grins at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;All spell research is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;He literally just said how the blackfire problem was solved.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Agalea, &amp;quot;I think that is the point. Like it has been said, any tool can be used to hurt or destroy. But I would say that responsible use is a more important facet to be taught rather than being forbidden.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Also Blackfire not even fully surpressed in our livetimes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Lifetimes even.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai observes Gridaksma with fascination.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;There are risks of powerful influences from Paladins and Rangers as well. We know little about what the Bulwark means, and Rangers have received spells from Dragons, whose motivations are largely unknown. I think the competition of, &amp;quot;Who&#039;s worst, hint hint, it&#039;s not me,&amp;quot; is unproductive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea asks you, &amp;quot;So, everyone is okay with Clerics being able to create their own divine being?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks, &amp;quot;Where has blackfire been used in our lifetimes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Especially in a discussion about Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks, &amp;quot;Are we talking Morganae&#039;s?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;The Guilds by and large act to stabilize the practice of magic and direct it away from the most dangerous potential avenues.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten glances at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Not particularly, no.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai nods at Mazrian, obviously agreeing with his views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;The whole system is created, in part, to regulate that behavior.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;The moon mage guild does not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;And it works. You know, more or less.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Kethrai, &amp;quot;I would be careful making accusations about Her Majesty here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia says, &amp;quot;I suspect that there would be certain...consequences, should anyone go confess to Gauthus that they practice hylomorphic sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods at Constantia, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;He was asking about her lifetime, not her potential use of blackfire. I think.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;I believe he merely forgot how to address the Queen. Regardless, I have witnessed countless uses of Blackfire in my lifetime.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai points at Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Constantia, &amp;quot;Did oyu happen to witness anyone using it against Asketi&#039;s minions?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Saragos, &amp;quot;You would be amazed by the amount of Young Clerics who still seek me out in how to do that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea dimples at Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;&#039;In our lifetimes&#039; is maybe a very large sliding scale.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora grins at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia says to you, &amp;quot;Hylomorphic sorcery? No, I did not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;I meant some of us here, have seen it quite live and well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;There have been some examples in the re sent past, when I was younger.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gazes thoughtfully at Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;It didn&#039;t work out well for any of those Mages, as I recall.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;And I knew some of them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Oh, I&#039;m not surprised. Especially with the young. They often have a faulty sense of risk that often results in self-destruction.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;Well as far as us kids know, no one can use blackfire any more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Anuril, &amp;quot;But apart from the inherent dangers, the Lord of the Void has been known to make examples of Mages who aspire to power like that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea hugs Agalea&#039;s vine cloak to herself. The tendrils slither around her body, clenching and unclenching to return the hug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;Yes, the nuances in spellwork required to manifest Blackfire may well have been rendered impossible by the catastrophic events of recent history.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian dryly says, &amp;quot; &#039;Which isn&#039;t to say something worse might not now be possible. For every silver lining there is a cloud.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;Greyfire, perhaps.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Catastrophic events caused by the death of Maelshyve... Who entered this plane because of the Voidspell... QED.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian asks, &amp;quot;Pucefire?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai giggles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;Chartreuse.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Kethrai, &amp;quot;Thats is something worth discussing, but perhaps another time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Fundamentally, when considering legalizing Sorcerous research, I would say that we currently exist in an environment where that knowledge has been suppressed. Civilization has been remarkably successful in avoiding the near-misses that might have destroyed everything that we see in the history books. I think we should not discount that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril pats Tylanni on the back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;But the ethics of pursuit of magics like that are necessarily different in kind from the ethics of casting Clear Vision with a Life user&#039;s attunemtn.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Perhaps because of that same ingenuity.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea rubs some blighted gold earrings caging triple-tined claws of Dalaeji black sapphire.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The problem and the solution at the same time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril whispers something to Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Mazrian, &amp;quot;Do you not feel the same level of emotional response from &amp;quot;casting clear vision from life mana&amp;quot;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;In perhaps the same way that a hunter killing a single deer has basically no effect, while a hundred hunters slaughtering every deer in the forest would.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;As other sorcewries?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around a twilight-hued wildlace garter decorated with piquant bloodlace fringe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Sorceries.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;It&#039;s a difference in degree rather than kind, but it&#039;s an important difference in degree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;But to make that point you&#039;d have to show cases where ingenuity has kept Sorcery from causing problems. The only possible good example I can think of there is Osven&#039;s device and the killing of Maelshyve. But I suspect that&#039;s not your favorite topic of conversation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to you, &amp;quot;Emotional response is an individual consequence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;What the unintended consequences of that one might be does keep me up at night.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;It may not be a great IDEA to do that a lot, but neither is indulging in any number of vices.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I applaud Osven for his work. In fact, I distinctly remember attempting to memorialize it, to my untimely, albeit shortlived demise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;You may recall that I didn&#039;t participate in that fighting, but instead stayed on to pay my respects.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Well, I think we are still at an impasse here. While the use of sorcery, with its effects on the Plane seem to be something we agree might be bad, I dont think anyone has really been for giving it up.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar says, &amp;quot;A sorcerous device was the catalyst that attempted to eject Maelshyve from this plane, created by a known sorceror, and powered by the collective magics of all known spellcasters.. That doesnt seem to make a great case to support limiting the use of Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says to Saragos, &amp;quot;I think at a certain point, while unintended consequences might be unfortunate, people continuing to exist long enough to run into them are worth the risk. The stakes are usually not quite that high when people are engaging in sorcery, though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea runs her finger lightly along the edge of her ring, smiling slightly at the vengeance ruby placed within.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Miskton, &amp;quot;Right. I agree that not every single use of Sorcery is a potential world-ending event. But that also doesn&#039;t mean we should make it legal and court those disasters further.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Nsar, &amp;quot;For once we agree on something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;It was not the Temple, nor was it Mages in a tower. It was a Sorcery wielding Necromancer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian asks Nsar, &amp;quot;Quite the contrary. For every Osven who masters the craft, how many disasters or near disasters are there?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks you, &amp;quot;It feels like the impasse is you making it a yes-or-no question. Sorcery: is it harmless and should be practiced freely? Or should all practice of it be banned, as it is according to the letter of the law of our provinces?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Sorcerors were behind the death of Lyras as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;And it feels like most of us are falling somewhere in the middle of those extremes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gives Kethrai a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Kethrai, &amp;quot;Not so much as a yes or no, but more a consensus of academically minded folks.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Though in that case, a problem caused by the same, to an extent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;The Empath who accomplished the deed is always erased, in these discussions.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Xelten, &amp;quot;She was a warrior mage when she left the east.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos asks, &amp;quot;Right. And Osven pulled it off, as far as we know now. But if, for example, Osven&#039;s techniques were taught to everyone, how long would it be before some idiot got their hands on those techniques, did it very wrong, and made the Plane of Abiding obey the laws of the Planar Void?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora shakes her head at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;I&#039;m quite aware of what Asrea did as I was standing next to her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sure you were.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea asks Saragos, &amp;quot;Maybe we could kill an Immortal with the knot?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;I was granted a Court Position for my role in that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Bully for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea adjusts her meshor fox tail.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril coughs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks Mazrian, &amp;quot;Do you want me to spill your little secret here too since you seem to want to pick a fight?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Indeed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Before we devolve into blows, perhaps we should end it here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Something that most of us would consider catastrophic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Zfora, Philomath Miskton, Logarithmancer Zorthuric, Tylanni, Heart Tender Kethrai, Storm Maiden Constantia, Veteran Apprentice Anuril, Mazrian, Xelten, Arcane Malcontent Nsar who is sitting, Lady Knight Elurora, Heretic Agalea, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
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You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai whispers something to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;No. Fighting. Please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril shakes his head at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;I doubt you know anything worth speaking of.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril rummages about his person, looking for something.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton gazes up at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Laertas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;He does. I manage to pry that secret from him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric nods at Agalea, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea hums to herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten chuckles to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;You should keep my son&#039;s name out of your mouth.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;Oh you mean your son who was brought back to life by necromancy?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea glares.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;I am going to say it just once more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar hums to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The truth is out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Xelten casually strolls out of the line between Mazrian and Gridaksma.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;Well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;To be fair, he didn&#039;t say his name.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says, &amp;quot;It was request that we not start fighting. By our host.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora points at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says, &amp;quot;You two can growl at each other later if you must.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Then we can step outside.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;At least let me conclude...then you can do whatever you wish.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;You&#039;re just fabulously bad at following instructions, aren&#039;t you? First you take it off topic, then you take it to blows. If Agalea and I can behave ourselves here and not be at each other&#039;s throats, you should be able to as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;You aren&#039;t my type.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian looks steadier.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Well then, I appreciate everyone coming and the discussion. The next session will be on the Immortals. Veneration and Appeasement. I hope to gather some clerics to speak on their opinions on the matter.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A faint breeze surrounds him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;It was a good debate, and I&#039;m glad that I came.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A network of thin lines form around him, then quickly fade away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;Thank you for hosting this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric whispers something to Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sure that will be a lively discussion as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;Oh boy. That one should get... heated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods to Zorthuric.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Saragos, &amp;quot;It was fun to be in the same place and not be throwing things at each other.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian seems to move more easily.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gives you a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai nods to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Helixes and cross-patterns of brownish-white crystals grow rapidly across Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Probably should have done that one first, considering the Ride.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;For once. I&#039;m sure we&#039;ll get back to the murder soon enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The air around Mazrian shimmers with a blinding yellow luminescence. The scintillating light writhes and twists, abruptly coalescing into a translucent field before blinking out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian slings a slender matte-black staff traced with geometric runes engraved in Elven silver off from over his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian sweeps his staff in front of him in quick, methodical swings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian&#039;s staff steadily brightens, until it burns like a vivid and fiery torch!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian&#039;s staff fades over the course of a few seconds, returning to normal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to you, &amp;quot;It was a pleasure. I&#039;m sure I&#039;ll see you again soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gives Tylanni a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma bows his head, acknowledging Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A crackling mantle of blazing orange-yellow flames surrounds Mazrian, sinking into and melding with his body.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian slings a slender matte-black staff traced with geometric runes engraved in Elven silver over his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma bows his head, acknowledging Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora gives Gridaksma a slight curtsy, barely more than a quick bob.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A halo of fire flickers into being and hovers around his neck and mouth briefly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Farewell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;I have some more sorcery to play with.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril glances at Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gets an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond from inside his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian holds an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A wild fervor flashes in Mazrian&#039;s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora curtsies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian puts his phoenix in his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A muted roar begins to emanate from Mazrian&#039;s arms.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods at Constantia, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Before that, we have business.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gets a sturdy ironwood wand wrapped in braided lengths of sinew from inside his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;No voilence as a result please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian holds a sturdy ironwood wand wrapped in braided lengths of sinew in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian puts his wand in his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar carefully gathers up the delicate folds of an ichor drenched prayer tapestry embroidered with the image of a slender woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar puts his tapestry in his multi-strapped carryall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;No, we don&#039;t.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar slides the sleeves of his kimono over his hands with a small graceful movement before crossing his arms before him, hands tucked in opposite sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;I am trying to ask in a polite manner.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma&#039;s group went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea touches the tattoo on her left hip and closes her eyes in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril lightly says, &amp;quot;Well then, see you all later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric waves to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten hums to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;Safe Journeys.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;I&#039;ll be off as well. Take care.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Veteran Apprentice Anuril&#039;s group went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos gives a courteous nod and tips his hat politely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tempest Knight Saragos went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar asks, &amp;quot;So the great Necromancer hunter hides progeny that&#039;s not much more than a Risen, eh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar hums to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar says, &amp;quot;The things we learn in polite company.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea fiddles with one of the idle lush emerald green tendrils of her vine cloak, twirling it around a finger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Nsar, &amp;quot;Our disagreement seems pale in comparison doesn&#039;t it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Miskton closes his eyes and rubs the bridge of his nose for a few moments.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric glances at Miskton.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Philomath Miskton went through a wooden gate.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T07:43:57Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
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|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || [[Nefis/Logs/20200809 Vessel Dissection|Performed a study]] of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental [[Nefis/Logs/20220514 Emissaries-Manifold|necromantic ritual]] in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery|Ethics in Magic Use]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T07:42:54Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental [[Nefis/Logs/20220514 Emissaries-Manifold|necromantic ritual]] in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery|Ethics in Magic Use]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T07:42:05Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery|Ethics in Magic Use]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T07:41:35Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on [[Ethics in Magic Use|Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]], attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
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|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T07:40:34Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Logs */&lt;/p&gt;
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|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
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You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==About==&lt;br /&gt;
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A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
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When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
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!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
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|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
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|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
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|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
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|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
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|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
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|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
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|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on Ethics in Magic Use, attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
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|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Nefis/Logs/20220811_Ethics_Magic_Sorcery]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis/Logs/20220911 Ethics Magic Sorcery</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T07:39:23Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;[Gorbesh Fortress, Practice Yard]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The ground in this open square is trampled flat, though a few dead tree trunks are still standing. Ragged target dummies with crude faces drawn on are tied in nooses from a wooden beam. You also see a narrow ladder, a wooden gate with a pure white stone on it, a low beechwood cart with several things on it and a makeshift pavilion with several mismatched chairs and a rickety table beneath it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Also here: Newswoman Navesi, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage, Heretic Agalea, Lady Knight Elurora and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious paths: east, southeast, south, southwest.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Mean can be very cute.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Newswoman Navesi, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage, Heretic Agalea, Lady Knight Elurora and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora flashes a wide grin at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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You gaze at Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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You gaze at Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I&#039;m surprised by you two&#039;s attendance, in all honesty.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to you, &amp;quot;Wonders never cease I guess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;You said you were open to rigorous debate, so I figured I would take you at your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora takes a sip of her chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea takes a bite of the rose.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;We still have some minutes left. Feel free to acquire refreshments. I believe they have some over there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You point south.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Or here...as it seems.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says, &amp;quot;And on there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora points at a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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You point at a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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You smile.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora giggles.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;And always a pleasure to see such staunch supporters of Ilithi in attendance.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora takes a sip of her chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora gives you a slight curtsy, barely more than a quick bob.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says to you, &amp;quot;My husband wanted to come. And the truth is, we can&#039;t kill each other, not truly. Sometimes it might be worthwhile to talk, or listen. But don&#039;t take this to mean any form of support or acceptance of your practices.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea giggles a little oddly.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Oh, food.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Navesi, &amp;quot;Thats all well and good. This evening isn&#039;t even about necromancy, truthfully.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Heretic Agalea scampers south.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;We can&#039;t kill each other?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi asks, &amp;quot;The effort involved would be awfully great, don&#039;t you think?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma bows his head, acknowledging you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks you, &amp;quot;Have you specific topics planned?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
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Heretic Agalea just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;To enact a true, permanent death.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I do. And its to be a three part series.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lady Knight Elurora goes south.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lady Knight Elurora just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora joins Gridaksma&#039;s group.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;The last of which will be specific case studies in history.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Coshivi&#039;s Son Rakeklis came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea takes a bite of the sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;It isn&#039;t something I&#039;ve needed to do lately.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora blinks at Rakeklis.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Elurora something in Ilithic.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi raises an eyebrow in Rakeklis&#039;s direction.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Agalea, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure he does.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi asks Rakeklis, &amp;quot;Do you need directions to a clothier, sir?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks you, &amp;quot;Is it intended to be a real debate, or just lead everyone down the path of your logic to the conclusion you want?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos gives you a crooked grin.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rakeklis sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rakeklis assesses his combat situation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;I doubt he would use the same heavy handed tactics of your side.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Rakeklis puts his ouroboros in his enshrouding clouds.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Saragos, &amp;quot;Lets just wait and see, shall we?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says to Rakeklis, &amp;quot;Ah, I see. Pesky magic at times.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Arcane Malcontent Nsar came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar gets an ichor drenched prayer tapestry embroidered with the image of a slender woman from inside his multi-strapped carryall.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea gently touches her ring, running her fingers along the vengeance ruby it holds.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar reverently lays his prayer tapestry at his feet, smoothing out its corners.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar sits down on the prayer tapestry.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea takes a bite of the sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora takes off an unadorned ebonwood pilgrim&#039;s badge.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora puts on an unadorned ebonwood pilgrim&#039;s badge.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;The best form of debate is when no one cares to convince someone else of anything. They just speak their side and leave it at that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora smiles at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;Certainly we&#039;ve no hope of convincing each other of much of anything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Which, I think, is what we have here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I might add, this is not necessarily a debate with myself, so much as a debate about the subject. If I have a point to add, I will. But The idea is for everyone to get involved based on their stances.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;There are many things that I don&#039;t agree on that Nefis believes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi asks Elurora, &amp;quot;I&#039;ve been gone some time. Did you marry that young woman I saw you with?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten nods politely.&lt;br /&gt;
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You glance up at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi nods politely to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;We do not have to agree on everything. We just respect each other enough to not me mad about things.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian joins Saragos&#039;s group.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Looks to be about the appointed anlas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Navesi, &amp;quot;Miss Bel? No, we&#039;re much too young to think about that at this point. We&#039;re good holding hands and going on picnics.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora smiles at Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi nods to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Mazrian, Xelten, Arcane Malcontent Nsar who is sitting, Coshivi&#039;s Son Rakeklis, Lady Knight Elurora, Heretic Agalea, Newswoman Navesi, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
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You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Well congratulations anyway, on finding such companionship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora smiles at Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian asks Elurora, &amp;quot;Oh, who is the lucky person?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Navesi, &amp;quot;Thank you, Miss, I feel very lucky she likes me back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi smiles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;Miss Claribel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea adjusts her meshor fox tail.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Well done, then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Logarithmancer Zorthuric came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Logarithmancer Zorthuric goes east.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;It&#039;s more her doing really.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;At the Town Hall meetings, there has been some talk about making Shard a center for academic excellence. I would be remiss if I didnt take the first step since it was my suggestion.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Well, normally I would make no promises not to be mad, but usually that anger comes from dashed hopes. In this, I have no hope of convincing anyone, so walking away the same as we started is about what I&#039;d expect.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;With that being said, Good evening and welcome to the inaugural discussion on Ethics in Modern spellcasting.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Veteran Apprentice Anuril&#039;s group came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril bows to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril respectfully says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;Halipa.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora smiles at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says to Elurora, &amp;quot;With time, you find that in life a win is a win.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian smiles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says to Anuril, &amp;quot;Write that down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora gazes thoughtfully at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives Mazrian a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos snorts at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai jots down some notes.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;No good academic discussion begins without some inspiring quote.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gets a fat orange book with clouds painted on the cover from inside his farandine mantle.&lt;br /&gt;
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Logarithmancer Zorthuric just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;&amp;quot;With every dusky moonbeam and with e&#039;ry revolution, Magick is our signpost, our method Evolution.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril jots down some notes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia nods to Zorthuric.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora furrows her brow.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;These were the words spoken by Erzebet Crowther as she took her place upon the moon mage council and of her ancestor, Alicia Crowther, upon the signing of the Lunar Accord.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril closes his orange book, hooking back the latch.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril puts his book in his leather haversack.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;It is hard to imagine truer words than these.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Court Mage Miskton came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora shifts her weight.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Magic has integrated itself into many aspects of modern life, from transportation and protection, to healing and business.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;It is difficult to imagine life now without it. Our society has evolved to rely on magic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric nods to Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Magic is, ultimately, about accruing power. Power over yourself, the elements. Power over the future; the very world that exists around you. But this power does not come cheaply.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Magic can be extremely dangerous. There are spells, effects, and energies that can be incredibly destructive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian appears to be whispering to those in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;And as it has become overwhelmingly prevalent in the modern age, it is about time we begin to look at it from an ethical standpoint.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;However, as a disclaimer, this is not intended to be a rationalization of necromancy. I believe many of us have strong opinions on that matter as a whole.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;If someone wishes to bring it up, we can discuss it as a case study at a later event.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;This preliminary discussion is more about magic use as a whole.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora leans against a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora takes a sip of her chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Throughout the ages, the idea of magical regulation has very rarely been addressed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;The formation of the guilds is probably the most well-known effort in this area.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;This is followed by provincial bans on the use of sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Beyond that, spellcasters have, for the most part, been left to their own devices in deciding what ethical magic use means.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;This has led to several situations that could be considered improper use, or at least irresponsible methodology, in the application of magical theories and spells.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian whispers something to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Some of these we will address in the coming months as case studies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives Mazrian a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Today, though, I wish to address one of the primary issues in ethical Spellcasting: Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora tilts her head, clearly curious about something.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;It is a delicate topic, to be sure. I would be surprised if there were any individual here who have not fallen on the wrong side of the law in the use of these &amp;quot;forbidden magics.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora clears her throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says, &amp;quot;I have not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You smile at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Then color me surprised.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar sarcastically says, &amp;quot;How quaint.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;Nor have I.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora glances at Nsar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says, &amp;quot;Nor Kethrai.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Nor I...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea giggles a little oddly.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Ah, so we have a few purists here...that should drive some debate in a few minutes then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Well. There was that one time with that Clear Vision runestone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril pats Tylanni on the back.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora asks Nsar, &amp;quot;Does it pain you have so many of us &#039;quaint&#039; folks around?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai shakes his fist!&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;Nor have I ever been arrested for such a thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Nor I.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;If you&#039;ll forgive me, you&#039;ve already got a tilt there. There&#039;s nothing written on the tin as soon as you gain attunement that there&#039;s a moral imperative to seek power - it&#039;s just there. A tool. If it&#039;s about accruing power, that&#039;s on you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni folds his arms across his chest.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;No Sorcery for me, though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I find it interesting the choice of words...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Some likely because they were not caught.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar says to Elurora, &amp;quot;I always marvel at the ineptitude of the masses and their ability to willingly shroud themselves from knowledge sitting beyond the tips of their nose so, no, I feel no pain in your or anyone elses presence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar smiles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;I will respond to that in a moment.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Well, you said it. I didn&#039;t have too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea gently adjusts the swaying vines of her vine cloak. They settle more comfortably against her.&lt;br /&gt;
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You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Historically speaking, there is no record of when it was decided that sorcerous magic would be illegal, but 1100 years ago a woman by the name of Tezirah Eilsina was put to death in Zoluren over her practice of it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I think it&#039;s safe to say that opinions on the matter have changed drastically since then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;The question then lies in why was its use so frowned upon then as opposed to now? The practice is still illegal, though the penalty has significantly decreased.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says, &amp;quot;Tezirah was doing much more than casting Zephyr off runes, surely we agree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;It also depends on who and where you are too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;And yet, this proves little barrier for nearly any spellcaster in the modern age. Have we merely cast aside the ethics of this issue, or have provincial laws just lagged behind in modern adjustments in magic use?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Nsar, &amp;quot;I think I can have beliefs that you find quaint and still learn. Not wanting to harm innocents is hardly a unique idea.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;As far as I&#039;m aware, the first documented persecution of Sorcerors was the Blackfire Cabal around 5000 years ago.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;There&#039;s also a difference among the feelings of the common folk and the guilded class.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives Navesi a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;You&#039;l likely be more knowledgeable about that than myself....but lets explore the topic, shall we?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Saragos, &amp;quot;To address your position about magic being power. Has it not given you capability beyond a commoner to change things you feel are necessary?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Otherwise, why even use it, if not for the power to change what is to what you want it to be.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;Sure. But that&#039;s a choice I made, and the consequences are on my head. No voice from on high demanded that I become powerful.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;And yet, you still made the decision to pursue magic...to gain that power.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around a twilight-hued wildlace garter decorated with piquant bloodlace fringe.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;But the nature of magic is not really what I wanted to debate. But sorcery and its use? Should it still be a forbidden practice?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Power is always the goal. The type of power, well that is something that is entirely up to the one seeking it. It could be political power, it could be physical power, or it could be magical power.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;THe persuit of power is at the center of life and is everyones motivation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora quietly asks, &amp;quot;Does the reason you want the power matter in that then?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Sometimes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks, &amp;quot;Well, let me ask a question for you all... would you not agree that Sorcery CAN be dangerous both to the self and others? Not that it always is, but it CAN?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says to Agalea, &amp;quot;I don&#039;t think it is -everyone&#039;s- motivation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Because if we can&#039;t agree on that, we have to go back way farther.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Just as surely as any tool can.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Sorcery is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Just like any form of magic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Magic in general is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Fire is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea nods at Gridaksma, obviously agreeing with his views.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;But sorcery is uniquely dangerous moreso than the typical spells cast in the typical way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni says, &amp;quot;Anything can be dangerous in the hands of someone wanting to use it in such a way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Anuril, &amp;quot;What are your goals in life?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Backlash can be very violent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora nods to Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;My view is that people pursue power to achieve certain ends. Not everyone pursues power purely and insatiably. A scribe pursues the power to read and write in order to continue her trade, but she may refuse the incredible powers of magic because it doesn&#039;t serve her ends.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Usually only to the caster, of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Tylanni, &amp;quot;A good point.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The Elementalists seek to open up planes and contact beings from beyond, that seems rather foolish and dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says to Agalea, &amp;quot;To defend, largely, society.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Anuril, &amp;quot;A very noble goal. How will you defend society?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says, &amp;quot;Through martial and magical prowess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Let me speak, then, as a Warrior Mage. The spiritual ancestors of my guild have multiple massive disasters that are on their hands due to the use of Sorcery. Blackfire had the potential to end everything. The Voidspell, used to combat it, ultimately created the leakage of the Planar Void that allowed Maelshyve to gain entrance.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Anuril, &amp;quot;So you seek two of the three that I mentioned.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea praises Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;The annihilation of S&#039;Kra Wind Clan was also likely Sorcerous, as the Heralds warned against it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Funny you should mention that...I intend that to be one of the case studies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;Sorcery, as an entire category, is certainly dangerous, but not necessarily more so than other types of magic. Well, aside from the dangers to the user. But specific types of sorcery can have much more wide-ranging effects.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Anuril, &amp;quot;So you do seek power. I hope that you find it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea carefully cleans her ring with a bit of cloth, burnishing the vengeance ruby held within until it gleams beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The heralds were tampering with mortal affairs and allowed the Dragon Priests to ravage the lands. Don&#039;t use them as a moral compass.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;Matter-of-factly The heralds of which Gridaksma speaks only intervened because the prior two had done so, without an understanding of why.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;To my mind, the Voidspell is the ultimate example of why you cannot trust your perceptions about Sorcery being safe. The true nature of the disaster did not become apparent until somewhere around 3500 years later, and ultimately resulted in the creation of the Zaulfung Stones.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;3500 or more years, where everything seemed fine.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives Saragos a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos exclaims, &amp;quot;So I&#039;m, shall we say, very skeptical of any claims that, &amp;quot;I did X Sorcery and it was fine, see!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;But those were isolated events, no? a 3500 year span is barely comprehensible to my mind in terms of time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Because enormously dangerous things have resulted in the past, and everyone involved was long dead before there was even a clue.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric asks, &amp;quot;Here is a question, if someone could give you hard evidence today that the use of your guild&#039;s confound damaged Elanthia with every use in a verifiable fashion, would you continue to use your confound?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks, &amp;quot;Which confound?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;They were only isolated events because the knowledge has been wiped out and hunted down by the Grovekeepers. If I knew the Voidspell I could do it all over again. Right now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;Any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Zorthuric, &amp;quot;Is that a general question to everyone...?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;The question was directed at Saragos though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;But I imagine, even if you could, you wouldnt.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;That is what they would like you to believe.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks Zorthuric, &amp;quot;That&#039;s a complicated question, will you give me a bit of space to answer it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Zorthuric, &amp;quot;The reason that I ask is because I have studied the use of two.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;If I learned it about my own guild&#039;s abilities, and depending on the level of future damage we&#039;re talking, then I would stop, yes. I&#039;d redouble my study of herbs. Not as effective, but...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says to Zorthuric, &amp;quot;A particularly tricky question, in that in many cases to abstain from doing so would essentially require suicide.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;I can&#039;t trade reducing hurt today in exchange for vastly increasing hurt in the future.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia leans against a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;It might be a challenge, though, if I saw no other empaths choosing to stop.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric says to Miskton, &amp;quot;&amp;quot;I agree, in that I do not believe there is an easy answer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Zorthuric, &amp;quot;I think that is the issue at stake here...we know that these tools are dangerous. We just try to do the best we can, while minimizing what we perceive to be damage, yes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;So, if there were unequivocal evidence that the mere usage of Elemental Magic would wipe out life on Elanthia - absolutely. However, things are more complex than that. First off, repairing the damage that&#039;s already been done in the past is likely going to be a lot more complicated than breaking things in the first place was, so even if it was the cause of a problem, it might still be needed as a solution. You can break a building by hitting it with a wooden board, but still need wood to repair it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora cocks her head.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Second, if the merest use of elemental magic itself was that dangerous, likely all magic is. And at that point, we&#039;ve all got a lot of thinking to do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says to you, &amp;quot;Or not minimizing, in some cases. The Children of Kalestraum are quite fond of Teleologic Sorcery, and even attempt to weaponize the damage it does.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says to you, &amp;quot;It does ultimately come down to our assesment of risk vs reward, and I think that many of us here rate those risks very differently.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;But I&#039;m not afraid of that line of inquiry.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea peers quizzically at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Things are considerably more complex, for all of us. The Plane is resiliant and tends to return to a stable state.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Elurora, &amp;quot;You look like you have something to say.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Nothing we do as individuals, with the tools we presently have, is going to change anything very much.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Or similarly, we know chopping down a tree is harmful to the environment. But in small doses, perhapos not as much. And if the reason has merit, perhaps it is an acceptable loss.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;That is true as well. Just because beheading is lethal for a person does not mean a scratch is.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Well, if we&#039;re going with the building thingy, it seems a little silly to beat the building in the first place if you know you&#039;re going to have to fix it later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;The question that matters is where we are trying to go.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Anuril, &amp;quot;Most asuredly, because not everyone has the same situation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;And not all of those *ends* are equally neutral or healthy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Gridaksma, &amp;quot;She is brillant. You know that right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora blinks at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Mazrian, &amp;quot;And who gets to decide that, as well, I presume?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma nods to Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;In all of our shouting and whatnot, we talked over Elurora.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says to you, &amp;quot;The Plane will ultimately let us know, I imagine, by imploding. Or some other such thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;I will actually concede that point. The frank reality is that Sorcery has been going on for a long time, and we&#039;re obviously still standing here. The real problems I have are, first, that the cumulative total might get us before we even realize it, and second, that some types of Sorcery are just catastrophic. Like the Voidspell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora glances at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Elurora, &amp;quot;Not to put you on the spot, but would you please say that again?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora quietly says to Agalea, &amp;quot;I&#039;m mostly just listening, but if you like.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Well, if we&#039;re going with the building thingy, it seems a little silly to beat the building in the first place if you know you&#039;re going to have to fix it later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;And if you allow Sorcerous research to flourish in the open, someone will discover the Voidspell again. Or something like it. If it could be done 5000 years ago, it could happen now. And if that reaches wide circulation, we&#039;re all done for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten smiles slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Elurora, &amp;quot;A valid point. But tools are what they are, yes? I&#039;d assume that everything you hit with your sword could, *theoretically* be reasoned with somehow.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;The foundation of magic has changed, more than once, since the Voidspell. It may well NOT be possible now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;So my position is that not every type of Sorcery is, objectively, equally risky. I grant that. But I would also note that we&#039;re horribly, horribly bad at telling the difference.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;The other thing we know for sure is that, the more different kinds of mana are combined in a spell pattern, the more unpredictable and dangerous it becomes. Feral magic is the most explosive of all. It reminds me of... Well, something like a dose response.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;We can prove that something is poisonous if we can prove that the more of it someone receives, the sicker they become.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;In theory. But a building didn&#039;t try and set me on fire or eat my face.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora grins at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea brushes a hand along her vine cloak. The tendrils sweep away from her body and wave lazily in the air for a moment before settling back into place.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni studies the faces around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai studies the faces around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Mostly, it seems like everyone is against, in theory, the use of sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Xelten, &amp;quot;That&#039;s true, the Voidspell might not be possible. But none of us can say with certainty that something equally destructive couldn&#039;t be discovered. If Feral Magic can allow us to travel inside of Maelshyve, then it can do... a lot.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;So it would seem.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni leans against a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea hums to herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;The biggest threats to our plane of existance have been Clerics, Warrior Mages, and Moon Mages, perhaps we should cut the plant out at the root then?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Elurora, &amp;quot;While his analogy for a building was specific. Not everything is a building.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril snorts, loudly.&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora grins at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure I&#039;d even say I am categorically against sorcery. Even though I avoid using it myself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;There have been Clerics who are very skilled at Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai asks, &amp;quot;But the question was about... Is sorcery uniquely dangerous? Why is it still considered forbidden?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar says, &amp;quot;Sorcery, in all its combinations, is a means to an end. Its a sword and a plowshare all at the same time, wholly dependant on the will of its executor to give shape and meaning to. Cowering in fear because of something that might happen is as useful as shoving your head into the sand during a rainstorm in the hopes that it might not get wet.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;I guess I&#039;m using the building idea in place of the innocent people we often end up harming. Which could extend to the animals, and plants that are mostly innocent. Not the ones that try and eat you so much...but the rest.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The leader of the Ilithi Guard is known to use sorcery, he&#039;s still rather respected.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Nsar, &amp;quot;You are very correct.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You smile at Nsar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;That&#039;s not a complete list of risks, but they are risks. But if your house gets broken down by hammers, you can&#039;t repair it if you throw away your tools because tools caused it. There has to be a look at the costs and the benefits.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;You mean the Captain of the Sentinels of Shard, presumably.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around a twilight-hued wildlace garter decorated with piquant bloodlace fringe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;A sword that cleaves through armor but might explode in your hand and take off your arm is one thing. A sword that randomly kills 15 other people beyond the one you stabbed is another. And sorcery could be like either of those, which makes it a little tricky to make a general statement on.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Miskton.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;They should not be training more powerful beings to potentially rediscover these terrible spells you are so afraid of.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says to Kethrai, &amp;quot;There are different types of sorcery. I personally argue that even the most common of sorceries, cross-casting, is dangerous. It has the potential to backlash severely of course, but more subtly, it puts the user into a dangerous frame of mind. It requires dark, powerful emotion, and that wears on the mind and soul over time. It changes a person. We like to think we&#039;re unchangeable, but we&#039;re not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Miskton, &amp;quot;There are laws about public endangerment. Does that not already cover it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Nsar, &amp;quot;You&#039;re making a leap in logic. It&#039;s a means to an end, sure. But not all ends are desirable. If your end is to kill my children, lop off my head, burn my corpse, spit on my grave, I&#039;m not a closed-minded fool just because I don&#039;t want to let you try it and see if it might be ok.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives Navesi a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says to you, &amp;quot;In many cases.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;I wish I could stay and debate further, but I am regrettably called away to family duties.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai bows to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;Hopefully Saragos will provide suitable entertainment and an interesting argument.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi nods politely.&lt;br /&gt;
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Newswoman Navesi goes south.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure laws against public endangerment will help much if the Timekeepers manage to do something really catastrophic, though, as an example.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;We could debate about whether magic use, at all, is ethical, but I feel as though that&#039;s a different subject than what we&#039;re debating tonight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;And probably a useless debate on the whole.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;There&#039;s also the question of whether it&#039;s good to have a chilling effect on the practice even if we can&#039;t prevent it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Attunement does happen spontaneously, even without the Guilds. It would be very difficult to stop.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Putting extra hurdles in place, extra penalties, maybe it means fewer people practice sorcery, or practice it less.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Or, alternatively...teach responsible use.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea taps out a rhythmic beat on the vengeance ruby held in her ring.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;And maybe the cumulative effect of that is a positive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;Even some animals are capable of casting spells, which certainly has issues with an attempt at applying an ethical framework there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar asks Saragos, &amp;quot;If sorcery were the only way to stop me from doing all those things, would you use it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gazes thoughtfully at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar observes Saragos with fascination.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;And yet my point stands, there are three pillars creating the biggest issues with sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;For regular spellcasting, that is. I&#039;m not sure if any animals have managed to do something sorcerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;When was the last time we had a world ending threat started by Rangers?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Miskton, &amp;quot;Don&#039;t give them any ideas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora looks at Miskton, obviously trying not to grin.&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;I am working on it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma grins at Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;But that gets back to my original point. The Four thought the Voidspell was being used responsibly. They were lauded for it. It&#039;s even in the official Warrior Mage history books. But the consequences were dire.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Political wars don&#039;t generally have the same consequences.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril dryly says, &amp;quot;I don&#039;t buy into this three pillars thing..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian flashes a quick grin at Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Of course you wouldn&#039;t, you have too much riding on me being wrong.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar dryly says, &amp;quot;History books are never wrong, of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Just because rangers haven&#039;t started a world-ending threat YET...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Nsar, &amp;quot;Especially the ones I&#039;ve written.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks Gridaksma, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sorry, are you talking to me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora quietly asks Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Has the Paladin guild ever done anything maybe world endangering?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;Not any longer, I prefer to have intelligent conversations.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Just wait till we have a swarm of angry life dragons coming down on us because they offended the Kather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril quietly says to Saragos, &amp;quot;I think it was me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Not at this point.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora gives Gridaksma a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I think answers to whether the rangers or paladins have is difficult to answer. Much of their history seems lost or obfuscated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni asks, &amp;quot;How did we go from sorcery to which guild has caused a world ending event?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives you a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril grins at Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;True of all guilds, as far as I can tell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;Arent there current quests to try and figure out such information?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;We&#039;ve been unable to find any leads to Sir Beren, but yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;People are certainly trying to dig into the past of the Paladins guild.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton nods to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea pats a plush meshor fox tail of ivory fur displaying a tuft of scarlet at the tip.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni says, &amp;quot;If you look hard enough you&#039;ll find dirt on anything, just have to look.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;I think there&#039;s also a difference though, when we&#039;re looking at guilds that nearly caused a world-ending event, then THEMSELVES fixed it, and also suppressed the ability for it to happen again in their guild.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Versus those for whom a world-ending event is, arguably, an end in itself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Those who study the purest forms of magic are the ones creating the most dangerous sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora quietly says to Tylanni, &amp;quot;My question wasn&#039;t really a part of the debate, the debate just made me wonder because of a comment earlier about the guilds who&#039;d been the most dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Kethrai, &amp;quot;Please tell me how they&#039;ve solved this themselves, in any case.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to you, &amp;quot;Even the Clerics are dangerous when it comes to things. The Sorcery that is possible by the Priests and Priestess&#039;s is very dangerous, if used incorrectly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora grins at Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Well, if we&#039;re talking about warrior mages... They used the Voidspell to end the Blackfire Cabal, and suppressed knowledge of blackfire after that. Of course the Voidspell had its own problems, as we&#039;ve said. There&#039;s also Stormwill Tower, which a warrior mage caused...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;But another warrior mage slew him, and warrior mages keep it in check, and are researching how to fix it permanently.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;That doesn&#039;t seem like they have fixed their problems then, now does it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni grins at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;All spell research is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;He literally just said how the blackfire problem was solved.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Agalea, &amp;quot;I think that is the point. Like it has been said, any tool can be used to hurt or destroy. But I would say that responsible use is a more important facet to be taught rather than being forbidden.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Also Blackfire not even fully surpressed in our livetimes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Lifetimes even.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai observes Gridaksma with fascination.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;There are risks of powerful influences from Paladins and Rangers as well. We know little about what the Bulwark means, and Rangers have received spells from Dragons, whose motivations are largely unknown. I think the competition of, &amp;quot;Who&#039;s worst, hint hint, it&#039;s not me,&amp;quot; is unproductive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea asks you, &amp;quot;So, everyone is okay with Clerics being able to create their own divine being?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks, &amp;quot;Where has blackfire been used in our lifetimes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Especially in a discussion about Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks, &amp;quot;Are we talking Morganae&#039;s?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;The Guilds by and large act to stabilize the practice of magic and direct it away from the most dangerous potential avenues.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten glances at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Not particularly, no.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai nods at Mazrian, obviously agreeing with his views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;The whole system is created, in part, to regulate that behavior.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;The moon mage guild does not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;And it works. You know, more or less.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Kethrai, &amp;quot;I would be careful making accusations about Her Majesty here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia says, &amp;quot;I suspect that there would be certain...consequences, should anyone go confess to Gauthus that they practice hylomorphic sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods at Constantia, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;He was asking about her lifetime, not her potential use of blackfire. I think.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;I believe he merely forgot how to address the Queen. Regardless, I have witnessed countless uses of Blackfire in my lifetime.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai points at Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Constantia, &amp;quot;Did oyu happen to witness anyone using it against Asketi&#039;s minions?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Saragos, &amp;quot;You would be amazed by the amount of Young Clerics who still seek me out in how to do that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea dimples at Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;&#039;In our lifetimes&#039; is maybe a very large sliding scale.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora grins at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia says to you, &amp;quot;Hylomorphic sorcery? No, I did not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;I meant some of us here, have seen it quite live and well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;There have been some examples in the re sent past, when I was younger.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gazes thoughtfully at Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;It didn&#039;t work out well for any of those Mages, as I recall.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;And I knew some of them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Oh, I&#039;m not surprised. Especially with the young. They often have a faulty sense of risk that often results in self-destruction.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;Well as far as us kids know, no one can use blackfire any more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Anuril, &amp;quot;But apart from the inherent dangers, the Lord of the Void has been known to make examples of Mages who aspire to power like that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea hugs Agalea&#039;s vine cloak to herself. The tendrils slither around her body, clenching and unclenching to return the hug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;Yes, the nuances in spellwork required to manifest Blackfire may well have been rendered impossible by the catastrophic events of recent history.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian dryly says, &amp;quot; &#039;Which isn&#039;t to say something worse might not now be possible. For every silver lining there is a cloud.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;Greyfire, perhaps.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Catastrophic events caused by the death of Maelshyve... Who entered this plane because of the Voidspell... QED.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian asks, &amp;quot;Pucefire?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai giggles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;Chartreuse.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Kethrai, &amp;quot;Thats is something worth discussing, but perhaps another time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Fundamentally, when considering legalizing Sorcerous research, I would say that we currently exist in an environment where that knowledge has been suppressed. Civilization has been remarkably successful in avoiding the near-misses that might have destroyed everything that we see in the history books. I think we should not discount that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril pats Tylanni on the back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;But the ethics of pursuit of magics like that are necessarily different in kind from the ethics of casting Clear Vision with a Life user&#039;s attunemtn.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Perhaps because of that same ingenuity.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea rubs some blighted gold earrings caging triple-tined claws of Dalaeji black sapphire.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The problem and the solution at the same time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril whispers something to Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Mazrian, &amp;quot;Do you not feel the same level of emotional response from &amp;quot;casting clear vision from life mana&amp;quot;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;In perhaps the same way that a hunter killing a single deer has basically no effect, while a hundred hunters slaughtering every deer in the forest would.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;As other sorcewries?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around a twilight-hued wildlace garter decorated with piquant bloodlace fringe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Sorceries.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;It&#039;s a difference in degree rather than kind, but it&#039;s an important difference in degree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;But to make that point you&#039;d have to show cases where ingenuity has kept Sorcery from causing problems. The only possible good example I can think of there is Osven&#039;s device and the killing of Maelshyve. But I suspect that&#039;s not your favorite topic of conversation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to you, &amp;quot;Emotional response is an individual consequence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;What the unintended consequences of that one might be does keep me up at night.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;It may not be a great IDEA to do that a lot, but neither is indulging in any number of vices.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I applaud Osven for his work. In fact, I distinctly remember attempting to memorialize it, to my untimely, albeit shortlived demise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;You may recall that I didn&#039;t participate in that fighting, but instead stayed on to pay my respects.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Well, I think we are still at an impasse here. While the use of sorcery, with its effects on the Plane seem to be something we agree might be bad, I dont think anyone has really been for giving it up.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar says, &amp;quot;A sorcerous device was the catalyst that attempted to eject Maelshyve from this plane, created by a known sorceror, and powered by the collective magics of all known spellcasters.. That doesnt seem to make a great case to support limiting the use of Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says to Saragos, &amp;quot;I think at a certain point, while unintended consequences might be unfortunate, people continuing to exist long enough to run into them are worth the risk. The stakes are usually not quite that high when people are engaging in sorcery, though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea runs her finger lightly along the edge of her ring, smiling slightly at the vengeance ruby placed within.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Miskton, &amp;quot;Right. I agree that not every single use of Sorcery is a potential world-ending event. But that also doesn&#039;t mean we should make it legal and court those disasters further.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Nsar, &amp;quot;For once we agree on something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;It was not the Temple, nor was it Mages in a tower. It was a Sorcery wielding Necromancer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian asks Nsar, &amp;quot;Quite the contrary. For every Osven who masters the craft, how many disasters or near disasters are there?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks you, &amp;quot;It feels like the impasse is you making it a yes-or-no question. Sorcery: is it harmless and should be practiced freely? Or should all practice of it be banned, as it is according to the letter of the law of our provinces?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Sorcerors were behind the death of Lyras as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;And it feels like most of us are falling somewhere in the middle of those extremes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gives Kethrai a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Kethrai, &amp;quot;Not so much as a yes or no, but more a consensus of academically minded folks.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Though in that case, a problem caused by the same, to an extent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;The Empath who accomplished the deed is always erased, in these discussions.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Xelten, &amp;quot;She was a warrior mage when she left the east.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos asks, &amp;quot;Right. And Osven pulled it off, as far as we know now. But if, for example, Osven&#039;s techniques were taught to everyone, how long would it be before some idiot got their hands on those techniques, did it very wrong, and made the Plane of Abiding obey the laws of the Planar Void?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora shakes her head at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;I&#039;m quite aware of what Asrea did as I was standing next to her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sure you were.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea asks Saragos, &amp;quot;Maybe we could kill an Immortal with the knot?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;I was granted a Court Position for my role in that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Bully for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea adjusts her meshor fox tail.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril coughs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks Mazrian, &amp;quot;Do you want me to spill your little secret here too since you seem to want to pick a fight?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Indeed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Before we devolve into blows, perhaps we should end it here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Something that most of us would consider catastrophic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Zfora, Philomath Miskton, Logarithmancer Zorthuric, Tylanni, Heart Tender Kethrai, Storm Maiden Constantia, Veteran Apprentice Anuril, Mazrian, Xelten, Arcane Malcontent Nsar who is sitting, Lady Knight Elurora, Heretic Agalea, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai whispers something to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;No. Fighting. Please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril shakes his head at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;I doubt you know anything worth speaking of.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril rummages about his person, looking for something.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton gazes up at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Laertas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;He does. I manage to pry that secret from him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric nods at Agalea, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea hums to herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten chuckles to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;You should keep my son&#039;s name out of your mouth.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;Oh you mean your son who was brought back to life by necromancy?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea glares.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;I am going to say it just once more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar hums to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The truth is out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Xelten casually strolls out of the line between Mazrian and Gridaksma.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;Well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;To be fair, he didn&#039;t say his name.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says, &amp;quot;It was request that we not start fighting. By our host.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora points at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says, &amp;quot;You two can growl at each other later if you must.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Then we can step outside.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;At least let me conclude...then you can do whatever you wish.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;You&#039;re just fabulously bad at following instructions, aren&#039;t you? First you take it off topic, then you take it to blows. If Agalea and I can behave ourselves here and not be at each other&#039;s throats, you should be able to as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;You aren&#039;t my type.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian looks steadier.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Well then, I appreciate everyone coming and the discussion. The next session will be on the Immortals. Veneration and Appeasement. I hope to gather some clerics to speak on their opinions on the matter.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A faint breeze surrounds him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;It was a good debate, and I&#039;m glad that I came.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A network of thin lines form around him, then quickly fade away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;Thank you for hosting this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric whispers something to Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sure that will be a lively discussion as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;Oh boy. That one should get... heated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods to Zorthuric.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Saragos, &amp;quot;It was fun to be in the same place and not be throwing things at each other.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian seems to move more easily.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gives you a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai nods to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Helixes and cross-patterns of brownish-white crystals grow rapidly across Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Probably should have done that one first, considering the Ride.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;For once. I&#039;m sure we&#039;ll get back to the murder soon enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The air around Mazrian shimmers with a blinding yellow luminescence. The scintillating light writhes and twists, abruptly coalescing into a translucent field before blinking out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian slings a slender matte-black staff traced with geometric runes engraved in Elven silver off from over his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian sweeps his staff in front of him in quick, methodical swings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian&#039;s staff steadily brightens, until it burns like a vivid and fiery torch!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian&#039;s staff fades over the course of a few seconds, returning to normal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to you, &amp;quot;It was a pleasure. I&#039;m sure I&#039;ll see you again soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gives Tylanni a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma bows his head, acknowledging Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A crackling mantle of blazing orange-yellow flames surrounds Mazrian, sinking into and melding with his body.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian slings a slender matte-black staff traced with geometric runes engraved in Elven silver over his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma bows his head, acknowledging Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora gives Gridaksma a slight curtsy, barely more than a quick bob.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A halo of fire flickers into being and hovers around his neck and mouth briefly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Farewell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;I have some more sorcery to play with.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril glances at Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gets an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond from inside his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian holds an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A wild fervor flashes in Mazrian&#039;s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora curtsies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian puts his phoenix in his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A muted roar begins to emanate from Mazrian&#039;s arms.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods at Constantia, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Before that, we have business.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gets a sturdy ironwood wand wrapped in braided lengths of sinew from inside his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;No voilence as a result please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian holds a sturdy ironwood wand wrapped in braided lengths of sinew in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian puts his wand in his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar carefully gathers up the delicate folds of an ichor drenched prayer tapestry embroidered with the image of a slender woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar puts his tapestry in his multi-strapped carryall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;No, we don&#039;t.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar slides the sleeves of his kimono over his hands with a small graceful movement before crossing his arms before him, hands tucked in opposite sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;I am trying to ask in a polite manner.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma&#039;s group went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea touches the tattoo on her left hip and closes her eyes in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril lightly says, &amp;quot;Well then, see you all later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric waves to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten hums to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;Safe Journeys.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;I&#039;ll be off as well. Take care.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Veteran Apprentice Anuril&#039;s group went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos gives a courteous nod and tips his hat politely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tempest Knight Saragos went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar asks, &amp;quot;So the great Necromancer hunter hides progeny that&#039;s not much more than a Risen, eh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar hums to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar says, &amp;quot;The things we learn in polite company.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea fiddles with one of the idle lush emerald green tendrils of her vine cloak, twirling it around a finger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Nsar, &amp;quot;Our disagreement seems pale in comparison doesn&#039;t it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Miskton closes his eyes and rubs the bridge of his nose for a few moments.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric glances at Miskton.&lt;br /&gt;
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Philomath Miskton went through a wooden gate.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: Created page with &amp;quot;[Gorbesh Fortress, Practice Yard] The ground in this open square is trampled flat, though a few dead tree trunks are still standing. Ragged target dummies with crude faces dra...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;[Gorbesh Fortress, Practice Yard]&lt;br /&gt;
The ground in this open square is trampled flat, though a few dead tree trunks are still standing. Ragged target dummies with crude faces drawn on are tied in nooses from a wooden beam. You also see a narrow ladder, a wooden gate with a pure white stone on it, a low beechwood cart with several things on it and a makeshift pavilion with several mismatched chairs and a rickety table beneath it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Also here: Newswoman Navesi, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage, Heretic Agalea, Lady Knight Elurora and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious paths: east, southeast, south, southwest.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Mean can be very cute.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Newswoman Navesi, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage, Heretic Agalea, Lady Knight Elurora and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora flashes a wide grin at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gaze at Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gaze at Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I&#039;m surprised by you two&#039;s attendance, in all honesty.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to you, &amp;quot;Wonders never cease I guess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;You said you were open to rigorous debate, so I figured I would take you at your word.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora takes a sip of her chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea takes a bite of the rose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;We still have some minutes left. Feel free to acquire refreshments. I believe they have some over there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You point south.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Or here...as it seems.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says, &amp;quot;And on there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora points at a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You point at a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora giggles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And always a pleasure to see such staunch supporters of Ilithi in attendance.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora takes a sip of her chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora gives you a slight curtsy, barely more than a quick bob.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi says to you, &amp;quot;My husband wanted to come. And the truth is, we can&#039;t kill each other, not truly. Sometimes it might be worthwhile to talk, or listen. But don&#039;t take this to mean any form of support or acceptance of your practices.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea giggles a little oddly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;Oh, food.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Navesi, &amp;quot;Thats all well and good. This evening isn&#039;t even about necromancy, truthfully.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Heretic Agalea scampers south.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;We can&#039;t kill each other?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi asks, &amp;quot;The effort involved would be awfully great, don&#039;t you think?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma bows his head, acknowledging you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos asks you, &amp;quot;Have you specific topics planned?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Heretic Agalea just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi says, &amp;quot;To enact a true, permanent death.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I do. And its to be a three part series.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lady Knight Elurora goes south.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lady Knight Elurora just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora joins Gridaksma&#039;s group.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The last of which will be specific case studies in history.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Coshivi&#039;s Son Rakeklis came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea takes a bite of the sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;It isn&#039;t something I&#039;ve needed to do lately.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora blinks at Rakeklis.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Elurora something in Ilithic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi raises an eyebrow in Rakeklis&#039;s direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Agalea, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure he does.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi asks Rakeklis, &amp;quot;Do you need directions to a clothier, sir?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos asks you, &amp;quot;Is it intended to be a real debate, or just lead everyone down the path of your logic to the conclusion you want?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos gives you a crooked grin.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rakeklis sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rakeklis assesses his combat situation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;I doubt he would use the same heavy handed tactics of your side.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rakeklis puts his ouroboros in his enshrouding clouds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Saragos, &amp;quot;Lets just wait and see, shall we?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi says to Rakeklis, &amp;quot;Ah, I see. Pesky magic at times.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Arcane Malcontent Nsar came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar gets an ichor drenched prayer tapestry embroidered with the image of a slender woman from inside his multi-strapped carryall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea gently touches her ring, running her fingers along the vengeance ruby it holds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar reverently lays his prayer tapestry at his feet, smoothing out its corners.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar sits down on the prayer tapestry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea takes a bite of the sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora takes off an unadorned ebonwood pilgrim&#039;s badge.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora puts on an unadorned ebonwood pilgrim&#039;s badge.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;The best form of debate is when no one cares to convince someone else of anything. They just speak their side and leave it at that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora smiles at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi says, &amp;quot;Certainly we&#039;ve no hope of convincing each other of much of anything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Which, I think, is what we have here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I might add, this is not necessarily a debate with myself, so much as a debate about the subject. If I have a point to add, I will. But The idea is for everyone to get involved based on their stances.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;There are many things that I don&#039;t agree on that Nefis believes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi asks Elurora, &amp;quot;I&#039;ve been gone some time. Did you marry that young woman I saw you with?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten nods politely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You glance up at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi nods politely to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;We do not have to agree on everything. We just respect each other enough to not me mad about things.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian joins Saragos&#039;s group.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Looks to be about the appointed anlas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Navesi, &amp;quot;Miss Bel? No, we&#039;re much too young to think about that at this point. We&#039;re good holding hands and going on picnics.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora smiles at Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi nods to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Mazrian, Xelten, Arcane Malcontent Nsar who is sitting, Coshivi&#039;s Son Rakeklis, Lady Knight Elurora, Heretic Agalea, Newswoman Navesi, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Well congratulations anyway, on finding such companionship.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora smiles at Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian asks Elurora, &amp;quot;Oh, who is the lucky person?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Navesi, &amp;quot;Thank you, Miss, I feel very lucky she likes me back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Navesi smiles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;Miss Claribel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea adjusts her meshor fox tail.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Well done, then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Logarithmancer Zorthuric came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Logarithmancer Zorthuric goes east.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;It&#039;s more her doing really.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;At the Town Hall meetings, there has been some talk about making Shard a center for academic excellence. I would be remiss if I didnt take the first step since it was my suggestion.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Well, normally I would make no promises not to be mad, but usually that anger comes from dashed hopes. In this, I have no hope of convincing anyone, so walking away the same as we started is about what I&#039;d expect.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;With that being said, Good evening and welcome to the inaugural discussion on Ethics in Modern spellcasting.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Veteran Apprentice Anuril&#039;s group came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril bows to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril respectfully says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;Halipa.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora smiles at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says to Elurora, &amp;quot;With time, you find that in life a win is a win.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian smiles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says to Anuril, &amp;quot;Write that down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora gazes thoughtfully at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives Mazrian a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos snorts at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai jots down some notes.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;No good academic discussion begins without some inspiring quote.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gets a fat orange book with clouds painted on the cover from inside his farandine mantle.&lt;br /&gt;
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Logarithmancer Zorthuric just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;&amp;quot;With every dusky moonbeam and with e&#039;ry revolution, Magick is our signpost, our method Evolution.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril jots down some notes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia nods to Zorthuric.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora furrows her brow.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;These were the words spoken by Erzebet Crowther as she took her place upon the moon mage council and of her ancestor, Alicia Crowther, upon the signing of the Lunar Accord.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril closes his orange book, hooking back the latch.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril puts his book in his leather haversack.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;It is hard to imagine truer words than these.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Court Mage Miskton came through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora shifts her weight.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Magic has integrated itself into many aspects of modern life, from transportation and protection, to healing and business.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;It is difficult to imagine life now without it. Our society has evolved to rely on magic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric nods to Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Magic is, ultimately, about accruing power. Power over yourself, the elements. Power over the future; the very world that exists around you. But this power does not come cheaply.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Magic can be extremely dangerous. There are spells, effects, and energies that can be incredibly destructive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian appears to be whispering to those in his company.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;And as it has become overwhelmingly prevalent in the modern age, it is about time we begin to look at it from an ethical standpoint.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;However, as a disclaimer, this is not intended to be a rationalization of necromancy. I believe many of us have strong opinions on that matter as a whole.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;If someone wishes to bring it up, we can discuss it as a case study at a later event.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;This preliminary discussion is more about magic use as a whole.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora leans against a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora takes a sip of her chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Throughout the ages, the idea of magical regulation has very rarely been addressed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;The formation of the guilds is probably the most well-known effort in this area.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;This is followed by provincial bans on the use of sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Beyond that, spellcasters have, for the most part, been left to their own devices in deciding what ethical magic use means.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;This has led to several situations that could be considered improper use, or at least irresponsible methodology, in the application of magical theories and spells.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian whispers something to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Some of these we will address in the coming months as case studies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives Mazrian a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Today, though, I wish to address one of the primary issues in ethical Spellcasting: Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora tilts her head, clearly curious about something.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;It is a delicate topic, to be sure. I would be surprised if there were any individual here who have not fallen on the wrong side of the law in the use of these &amp;quot;forbidden magics.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora clears her throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says, &amp;quot;I have not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You smile at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Then color me surprised.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar sarcastically says, &amp;quot;How quaint.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;Nor have I.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora glances at Nsar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says, &amp;quot;Nor Kethrai.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Nor I...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea giggles a little oddly.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Ah, so we have a few purists here...that should drive some debate in a few minutes then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Well. There was that one time with that Clear Vision runestone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril pats Tylanni on the back.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora asks Nsar, &amp;quot;Does it pain you have so many of us &#039;quaint&#039; folks around?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai shakes his fist!&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;Nor have I ever been arrested for such a thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Nor I.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;If you&#039;ll forgive me, you&#039;ve already got a tilt there. There&#039;s nothing written on the tin as soon as you gain attunement that there&#039;s a moral imperative to seek power - it&#039;s just there. A tool. If it&#039;s about accruing power, that&#039;s on you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni folds his arms across his chest.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;No Sorcery for me, though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I find it interesting the choice of words...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Some likely because they were not caught.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar says to Elurora, &amp;quot;I always marvel at the ineptitude of the masses and their ability to willingly shroud themselves from knowledge sitting beyond the tips of their nose so, no, I feel no pain in your or anyone elses presence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar smiles at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;I will respond to that in a moment.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Well, you said it. I didn&#039;t have too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea gently adjusts the swaying vines of her vine cloak. They settle more comfortably against her.&lt;br /&gt;
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You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Historically speaking, there is no record of when it was decided that sorcerous magic would be illegal, but 1100 years ago a woman by the name of Tezirah Eilsina was put to death in Zoluren over her practice of it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I think it&#039;s safe to say that opinions on the matter have changed drastically since then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;The question then lies in why was its use so frowned upon then as opposed to now? The practice is still illegal, though the penalty has significantly decreased.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says, &amp;quot;Tezirah was doing much more than casting Zephyr off runes, surely we agree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;It also depends on who and where you are too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;And yet, this proves little barrier for nearly any spellcaster in the modern age. Have we merely cast aside the ethics of this issue, or have provincial laws just lagged behind in modern adjustments in magic use?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Nsar, &amp;quot;I think I can have beliefs that you find quaint and still learn. Not wanting to harm innocents is hardly a unique idea.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;As far as I&#039;m aware, the first documented persecution of Sorcerors was the Blackfire Cabal around 5000 years ago.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;There&#039;s also a difference among the feelings of the common folk and the guilded class.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives Navesi a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;You&#039;l likely be more knowledgeable about that than myself....but lets explore the topic, shall we?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Saragos, &amp;quot;To address your position about magic being power. Has it not given you capability beyond a commoner to change things you feel are necessary?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Otherwise, why even use it, if not for the power to change what is to what you want it to be.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;Sure. But that&#039;s a choice I made, and the consequences are on my head. No voice from on high demanded that I become powerful.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;And yet, you still made the decision to pursue magic...to gain that power.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around a twilight-hued wildlace garter decorated with piquant bloodlace fringe.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;But the nature of magic is not really what I wanted to debate. But sorcery and its use? Should it still be a forbidden practice?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Power is always the goal. The type of power, well that is something that is entirely up to the one seeking it. It could be political power, it could be physical power, or it could be magical power.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;THe persuit of power is at the center of life and is everyones motivation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora quietly asks, &amp;quot;Does the reason you want the power matter in that then?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Sometimes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks, &amp;quot;Well, let me ask a question for you all... would you not agree that Sorcery CAN be dangerous both to the self and others? Not that it always is, but it CAN?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says to Agalea, &amp;quot;I don&#039;t think it is -everyone&#039;s- motivation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Because if we can&#039;t agree on that, we have to go back way farther.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Just as surely as any tool can.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Sorcery is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;Just like any form of magic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Magic in general is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Fire is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea nods at Gridaksma, obviously agreeing with his views.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;But sorcery is uniquely dangerous moreso than the typical spells cast in the typical way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni says, &amp;quot;Anything can be dangerous in the hands of someone wanting to use it in such a way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Anuril, &amp;quot;What are your goals in life?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Backlash can be very violent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora nods to Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;My view is that people pursue power to achieve certain ends. Not everyone pursues power purely and insatiably. A scribe pursues the power to read and write in order to continue her trade, but she may refuse the incredible powers of magic because it doesn&#039;t serve her ends.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Usually only to the caster, of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Tylanni, &amp;quot;A good point.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The Elementalists seek to open up planes and contact beings from beyond, that seems rather foolish and dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says to Agalea, &amp;quot;To defend, largely, society.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Anuril, &amp;quot;A very noble goal. How will you defend society?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says, &amp;quot;Through martial and magical prowess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Let me speak, then, as a Warrior Mage. The spiritual ancestors of my guild have multiple massive disasters that are on their hands due to the use of Sorcery. Blackfire had the potential to end everything. The Voidspell, used to combat it, ultimately created the leakage of the Planar Void that allowed Maelshyve to gain entrance.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Anuril, &amp;quot;So you seek two of the three that I mentioned.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea praises Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;The annihilation of S&#039;Kra Wind Clan was also likely Sorcerous, as the Heralds warned against it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Funny you should mention that...I intend that to be one of the case studies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;Sorcery, as an entire category, is certainly dangerous, but not necessarily more so than other types of magic. Well, aside from the dangers to the user. But specific types of sorcery can have much more wide-ranging effects.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Anuril, &amp;quot;So you do seek power. I hope that you find it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril gives a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea carefully cleans her ring with a bit of cloth, burnishing the vengeance ruby held within until it gleams beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The heralds were tampering with mortal affairs and allowed the Dragon Priests to ravage the lands. Don&#039;t use them as a moral compass.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;Matter-of-factly The heralds of which Gridaksma speaks only intervened because the prior two had done so, without an understanding of why.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;To my mind, the Voidspell is the ultimate example of why you cannot trust your perceptions about Sorcery being safe. The true nature of the disaster did not become apparent until somewhere around 3500 years later, and ultimately resulted in the creation of the Zaulfung Stones.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;3500 or more years, where everything seemed fine.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives Saragos a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos exclaims, &amp;quot;So I&#039;m, shall we say, very skeptical of any claims that, &amp;quot;I did X Sorcery and it was fine, see!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;But those were isolated events, no? a 3500 year span is barely comprehensible to my mind in terms of time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Because enormously dangerous things have resulted in the past, and everyone involved was long dead before there was even a clue.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric asks, &amp;quot;Here is a question, if someone could give you hard evidence today that the use of your guild&#039;s confound damaged Elanthia with every use in a verifiable fashion, would you continue to use your confound?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks, &amp;quot;Which confound?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;They were only isolated events because the knowledge has been wiped out and hunted down by the Grovekeepers. If I knew the Voidspell I could do it all over again. Right now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;Any.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Zorthuric, &amp;quot;Is that a general question to everyone...?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;The question was directed at Saragos though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;But I imagine, even if you could, you wouldnt.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;That is what they would like you to believe.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks Zorthuric, &amp;quot;That&#039;s a complicated question, will you give me a bit of space to answer it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Zorthuric, &amp;quot;The reason that I ask is because I have studied the use of two.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;If I learned it about my own guild&#039;s abilities, and depending on the level of future damage we&#039;re talking, then I would stop, yes. I&#039;d redouble my study of herbs. Not as effective, but...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says to Zorthuric, &amp;quot;A particularly tricky question, in that in many cases to abstain from doing so would essentially require suicide.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;I can&#039;t trade reducing hurt today in exchange for vastly increasing hurt in the future.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia leans against a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;It might be a challenge, though, if I saw no other empaths choosing to stop.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric says to Miskton, &amp;quot;&amp;quot;I agree, in that I do not believe there is an easy answer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Zorthuric, &amp;quot;I think that is the issue at stake here...we know that these tools are dangerous. We just try to do the best we can, while minimizing what we perceive to be damage, yes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;So, if there were unequivocal evidence that the mere usage of Elemental Magic would wipe out life on Elanthia - absolutely. However, things are more complex than that. First off, repairing the damage that&#039;s already been done in the past is likely going to be a lot more complicated than breaking things in the first place was, so even if it was the cause of a problem, it might still be needed as a solution. You can break a building by hitting it with a wooden board, but still need wood to repair it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora cocks her head.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Second, if the merest use of elemental magic itself was that dangerous, likely all magic is. And at that point, we&#039;ve all got a lot of thinking to do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says to you, &amp;quot;Or not minimizing, in some cases. The Children of Kalestraum are quite fond of Teleologic Sorcery, and even attempt to weaponize the damage it does.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says to you, &amp;quot;It does ultimately come down to our assesment of risk vs reward, and I think that many of us here rate those risks very differently.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;But I&#039;m not afraid of that line of inquiry.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea peers quizzically at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Things are considerably more complex, for all of us. The Plane is resiliant and tends to return to a stable state.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Elurora, &amp;quot;You look like you have something to say.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Nothing we do as individuals, with the tools we presently have, is going to change anything very much.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Or similarly, we know chopping down a tree is harmful to the environment. But in small doses, perhapos not as much. And if the reason has merit, perhaps it is an acceptable loss.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;That is true as well. Just because beheading is lethal for a person does not mean a scratch is.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Well, if we&#039;re going with the building thingy, it seems a little silly to beat the building in the first place if you know you&#039;re going to have to fix it later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;The question that matters is where we are trying to go.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Anuril, &amp;quot;Most asuredly, because not everyone has the same situation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian says, &amp;quot;And not all of those *ends* are equally neutral or healthy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Gridaksma, &amp;quot;She is brillant. You know that right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora blinks at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora blushes, the tips of her ears turning a delicate scarlet hue.&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Mazrian, &amp;quot;And who gets to decide that, as well, I presume?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma nods to Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;In all of our shouting and whatnot, we talked over Elurora.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian dryly says to you, &amp;quot;The Plane will ultimately let us know, I imagine, by imploding. Or some other such thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;I will actually concede that point. The frank reality is that Sorcery has been going on for a long time, and we&#039;re obviously still standing here. The real problems I have are, first, that the cumulative total might get us before we even realize it, and second, that some types of Sorcery are just catastrophic. Like the Voidspell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora glances at Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea asks Elurora, &amp;quot;Not to put you on the spot, but would you please say that again?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora quietly says to Agalea, &amp;quot;I&#039;m mostly just listening, but if you like.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Well, if we&#039;re going with the building thingy, it seems a little silly to beat the building in the first place if you know you&#039;re going to have to fix it later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;And if you allow Sorcerous research to flourish in the open, someone will discover the Voidspell again. Or something like it. If it could be done 5000 years ago, it could happen now. And if that reaches wide circulation, we&#039;re all done for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten smiles slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Elurora, &amp;quot;A valid point. But tools are what they are, yes? I&#039;d assume that everything you hit with your sword could, *theoretically* be reasoned with somehow.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;The foundation of magic has changed, more than once, since the Voidspell. It may well NOT be possible now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;So my position is that not every type of Sorcery is, objectively, equally risky. I grant that. But I would also note that we&#039;re horribly, horribly bad at telling the difference.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;The other thing we know for sure is that, the more different kinds of mana are combined in a spell pattern, the more unpredictable and dangerous it becomes. Feral magic is the most explosive of all. It reminds me of... Well, something like a dose response.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;We can prove that something is poisonous if we can prove that the more of it someone receives, the sicker they become.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;In theory. But a building didn&#039;t try and set me on fire or eat my face.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora grins at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea brushes a hand along her vine cloak. The tendrils sweep away from her body and wave lazily in the air for a moment before settling back into place.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni studies the faces around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai studies the faces around him.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Mostly, it seems like everyone is against, in theory, the use of sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Xelten, &amp;quot;That&#039;s true, the Voidspell might not be possible. But none of us can say with certainty that something equally destructive couldn&#039;t be discovered. If Feral Magic can allow us to travel inside of Maelshyve, then it can do... a lot.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;So it would seem.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni leans against a low beechwood cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea hums to herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;The biggest threats to our plane of existance have been Clerics, Warrior Mages, and Moon Mages, perhaps we should cut the plant out at the root then?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Elurora, &amp;quot;While his analogy for a building was specific. Not everything is a building.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril snorts, loudly.&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora grins at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure I&#039;d even say I am categorically against sorcery. Even though I avoid using it myself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says, &amp;quot;There have been Clerics who are very skilled at Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai asks, &amp;quot;But the question was about... Is sorcery uniquely dangerous? Why is it still considered forbidden?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar says, &amp;quot;Sorcery, in all its combinations, is a means to an end. Its a sword and a plowshare all at the same time, wholly dependant on the will of its executor to give shape and meaning to. Cowering in fear because of something that might happen is as useful as shoving your head into the sand during a rainstorm in the hopes that it might not get wet.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;I guess I&#039;m using the building idea in place of the innocent people we often end up harming. Which could extend to the animals, and plants that are mostly innocent. Not the ones that try and eat you so much...but the rest.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The leader of the Ilithi Guard is known to use sorcery, he&#039;s still rather respected.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to Nsar, &amp;quot;You are very correct.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You smile at Nsar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;That&#039;s not a complete list of risks, but they are risks. But if your house gets broken down by hammers, you can&#039;t repair it if you throw away your tools because tools caused it. There has to be a look at the costs and the benefits.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;You mean the Captain of the Sentinels of Shard, presumably.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea traces an outline around a twilight-hued wildlace garter decorated with piquant bloodlace fringe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;A sword that cleaves through armor but might explode in your hand and take off your arm is one thing. A sword that randomly kills 15 other people beyond the one you stabbed is another. And sorcery could be like either of those, which makes it a little tricky to make a general statement on.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Miskton.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;They should not be training more powerful beings to potentially rediscover these terrible spells you are so afraid of.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says to Kethrai, &amp;quot;There are different types of sorcery. I personally argue that even the most common of sorceries, cross-casting, is dangerous. It has the potential to backlash severely of course, but more subtly, it puts the user into a dangerous frame of mind. It requires dark, powerful emotion, and that wears on the mind and soul over time. It changes a person. We like to think we&#039;re unchangeable, but we&#039;re not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask Miskton, &amp;quot;There are laws about public endangerment. Does that not already cover it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Nsar, &amp;quot;You&#039;re making a leap in logic. It&#039;s a means to an end, sure. But not all ends are desirable. If your end is to kill my children, lop off my head, burn my corpse, spit on my grave, I&#039;m not a closed-minded fool just because I don&#039;t want to let you try it and see if it might be ok.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives Navesi a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says to you, &amp;quot;In many cases.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;I wish I could stay and debate further, but I am regrettably called away to family duties.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai bows to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi says, &amp;quot;Hopefully Saragos will provide suitable entertainment and an interesting argument.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Navesi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Navesi nods politely.&lt;br /&gt;
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Newswoman Navesi goes south.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure laws against public endangerment will help much if the Timekeepers manage to do something really catastrophic, though, as an example.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;We could debate about whether magic use, at all, is ethical, but I feel as though that&#039;s a different subject than what we&#039;re debating tonight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;And probably a useless debate on the whole.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;There&#039;s also the question of whether it&#039;s good to have a chilling effect on the practice even if we can&#039;t prevent it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says, &amp;quot;Attunement does happen spontaneously, even without the Guilds. It would be very difficult to stop.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Putting extra hurdles in place, extra penalties, maybe it means fewer people practice sorcery, or practice it less.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;Or, alternatively...teach responsible use.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea taps out a rhythmic beat on the vengeance ruby held in her ring.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;And maybe the cumulative effect of that is a positive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says, &amp;quot;Even some animals are capable of casting spells, which certainly has issues with an attempt at applying an ethical framework there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar asks Saragos, &amp;quot;If sorcery were the only way to stop me from doing all those things, would you use it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gazes thoughtfully at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar observes Saragos with fascination.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;And yet my point stands, there are three pillars creating the biggest issues with sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;For regular spellcasting, that is. I&#039;m not sure if any animals have managed to do something sorcerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;When was the last time we had a world ending threat started by Rangers?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to Miskton, &amp;quot;Don&#039;t give them any ideas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora looks at Miskton, obviously trying not to grin.&lt;br /&gt;
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Xelten says, &amp;quot;I am working on it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma grins at Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;But that gets back to my original point. The Four thought the Voidspell was being used responsibly. They were lauded for it. It&#039;s even in the official Warrior Mage history books. But the consequences were dire.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Political wars don&#039;t generally have the same consequences.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril dryly says, &amp;quot;I don&#039;t buy into this three pillars thing..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mazrian flashes a quick grin at Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Of course you wouldn&#039;t, you have too much riding on me being wrong.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nsar dryly says, &amp;quot;History books are never wrong, of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Just because rangers haven&#039;t started a world-ending threat YET...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Nsar, &amp;quot;Especially the ones I&#039;ve written.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Saragos asks Gridaksma, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sorry, are you talking to me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora quietly asks Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Has the Paladin guild ever done anything maybe world endangering?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Saragos, &amp;quot;Not any longer, I prefer to have intelligent conversations.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Just wait till we have a swarm of angry life dragons coming down on us because they offended the Kather.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril quietly says to Saragos, &amp;quot;I think it was me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Elurora, &amp;quot;Not at this point.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Constantia sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora gives Gridaksma a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, &amp;quot;I think answers to whether the rangers or paladins have is difficult to answer. Much of their history seems lost or obfuscated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni asks, &amp;quot;How did we go from sorcery to which guild has caused a world ending event?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai gives you a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril grins at Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;True of all guilds, as far as I can tell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You ask, &amp;quot;Arent there current quests to try and figure out such information?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;We&#039;ve been unable to find any leads to Sir Beren, but yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton says, &amp;quot;People are certainly trying to dig into the past of the Paladins guild.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton nods to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea pats a plush meshor fox tail of ivory fur displaying a tuft of scarlet at the tip.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni says, &amp;quot;If you look hard enough you&#039;ll find dirt on anything, just have to look.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;I think there&#039;s also a difference though, when we&#039;re looking at guilds that nearly caused a world-ending event, then THEMSELVES fixed it, and also suppressed the ability for it to happen again in their guild.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Versus those for whom a world-ending event is, arguably, an end in itself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Those who study the purest forms of magic are the ones creating the most dangerous sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora quietly says to Tylanni, &amp;quot;My question wasn&#039;t really a part of the debate, the debate just made me wonder because of a comment earlier about the guilds who&#039;d been the most dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says to Kethrai, &amp;quot;Please tell me how they&#039;ve solved this themselves, in any case.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni nods to Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agalea says to you, &amp;quot;Even the Clerics are dangerous when it comes to things. The Sorcery that is possible by the Priests and Priestess&#039;s is very dangerous, if used incorrectly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora glances at Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elurora grins at Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Well, if we&#039;re talking about warrior mages... They used the Voidspell to end the Blackfire Cabal, and suppressed knowledge of blackfire after that. Of course the Voidspell had its own problems, as we&#039;ve said. There&#039;s also Stormwill Tower, which a warrior mage caused...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kethrai says, &amp;quot;But another warrior mage slew him, and warrior mages keep it in check, and are researching how to fix it permanently.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;That doesn&#039;t seem like they have fixed their problems then, now does it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tylanni grins at Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;All spell research is dangerous.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anuril says, &amp;quot;He literally just said how the blackfire problem was solved.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say to Agalea, &amp;quot;I think that is the point. Like it has been said, any tool can be used to hurt or destroy. But I would say that responsible use is a more important facet to be taught rather than being forbidden.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Also Blackfire not even fully surpressed in our livetimes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Lifetimes even.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai observes Gridaksma with fascination.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;There are risks of powerful influences from Paladins and Rangers as well. We know little about what the Bulwark means, and Rangers have received spells from Dragons, whose motivations are largely unknown. I think the competition of, &amp;quot;Who&#039;s worst, hint hint, it&#039;s not me,&amp;quot; is unproductive.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea asks you, &amp;quot;So, everyone is okay with Clerics being able to create their own divine being?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks, &amp;quot;Where has blackfire been used in our lifetimes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Especially in a discussion about Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks, &amp;quot;Are we talking Morganae&#039;s?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;The Guilds by and large act to stabilize the practice of magic and direct it away from the most dangerous potential avenues.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten glances at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Not particularly, no.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai nods at Mazrian, obviously agreeing with his views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;The whole system is created, in part, to regulate that behavior.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;The moon mage guild does not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;And it works. You know, more or less.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Kethrai, &amp;quot;I would be careful making accusations about Her Majesty here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia says, &amp;quot;I suspect that there would be certain...consequences, should anyone go confess to Gauthus that they practice hylomorphic sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods at Constantia, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;He was asking about her lifetime, not her potential use of blackfire. I think.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;I believe he merely forgot how to address the Queen. Regardless, I have witnessed countless uses of Blackfire in my lifetime.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai points at Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods to Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Constantia, &amp;quot;Did oyu happen to witness anyone using it against Asketi&#039;s minions?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Saragos, &amp;quot;You would be amazed by the amount of Young Clerics who still seek me out in how to do that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea dimples at Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;&#039;In our lifetimes&#039; is maybe a very large sliding scale.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora grins at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia says to you, &amp;quot;Hylomorphic sorcery? No, I did not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;I meant some of us here, have seen it quite live and well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;There have been some examples in the re sent past, when I was younger.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gazes thoughtfully at Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;It didn&#039;t work out well for any of those Mages, as I recall.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;And I knew some of them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Oh, I&#039;m not surprised. Especially with the young. They often have a faulty sense of risk that often results in self-destruction.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;Well as far as us kids know, no one can use blackfire any more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Anuril, &amp;quot;But apart from the inherent dangers, the Lord of the Void has been known to make examples of Mages who aspire to power like that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea hugs Agalea&#039;s vine cloak to herself. The tendrils slither around her body, clenching and unclenching to return the hug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;Yes, the nuances in spellwork required to manifest Blackfire may well have been rendered impossible by the catastrophic events of recent history.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods to Xelten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian dryly says, &amp;quot; &#039;Which isn&#039;t to say something worse might not now be possible. For every silver lining there is a cloud.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says, &amp;quot;Greyfire, perhaps.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;Catastrophic events caused by the death of Maelshyve... Who entered this plane because of the Voidspell... QED.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian asks, &amp;quot;Pucefire?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai giggles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril says, &amp;quot;Chartreuse.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Kethrai, &amp;quot;Thats is something worth discussing, but perhaps another time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Fundamentally, when considering legalizing Sorcerous research, I would say that we currently exist in an environment where that knowledge has been suppressed. Civilization has been remarkably successful in avoiding the near-misses that might have destroyed everything that we see in the history books. I think we should not discount that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril pats Tylanni on the back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;But the ethics of pursuit of magics like that are necessarily different in kind from the ethics of casting Clear Vision with a Life user&#039;s attunemtn.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Perhaps because of that same ingenuity.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea rubs some blighted gold earrings caging triple-tined claws of Dalaeji black sapphire.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The problem and the solution at the same time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril whispers something to Tylanni.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Mazrian, &amp;quot;Do you not feel the same level of emotional response from &amp;quot;casting clear vision from life mana&amp;quot;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;In perhaps the same way that a hunter killing a single deer has basically no effect, while a hundred hunters slaughtering every deer in the forest would.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;As other sorcewries?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around a twilight-hued wildlace garter decorated with piquant bloodlace fringe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Sorceries.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;It&#039;s a difference in degree rather than kind, but it&#039;s an important difference in degree.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;But to make that point you&#039;d have to show cases where ingenuity has kept Sorcery from causing problems. The only possible good example I can think of there is Osven&#039;s device and the killing of Maelshyve. But I suspect that&#039;s not your favorite topic of conversation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to you, &amp;quot;Emotional response is an individual consequence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;What the unintended consequences of that one might be does keep me up at night.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;It may not be a great IDEA to do that a lot, but neither is indulging in any number of vices.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I applaud Osven for his work. In fact, I distinctly remember attempting to memorialize it, to my untimely, albeit shortlived demise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;You may recall that I didn&#039;t participate in that fighting, but instead stayed on to pay my respects.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Well, I think we are still at an impasse here. While the use of sorcery, with its effects on the Plane seem to be something we agree might be bad, I dont think anyone has really been for giving it up.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar says, &amp;quot;A sorcerous device was the catalyst that attempted to eject Maelshyve from this plane, created by a known sorceror, and powered by the collective magics of all known spellcasters.. That doesnt seem to make a great case to support limiting the use of Sorcery.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says to Saragos, &amp;quot;I think at a certain point, while unintended consequences might be unfortunate, people continuing to exist long enough to run into them are worth the risk. The stakes are usually not quite that high when people are engaging in sorcery, though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea runs her finger lightly along the edge of her ring, smiling slightly at the vengeance ruby placed within.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Miskton, &amp;quot;Right. I agree that not every single use of Sorcery is a potential world-ending event. But that also doesn&#039;t mean we should make it legal and court those disasters further.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Nsar, &amp;quot;For once we agree on something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora chews on her lip, looking deep in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;It was not the Temple, nor was it Mages in a tower. It was a Sorcery wielding Necromancer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian asks Nsar, &amp;quot;Quite the contrary. For every Osven who masters the craft, how many disasters or near disasters are there?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos nods to Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai asks you, &amp;quot;It feels like the impasse is you making it a yes-or-no question. Sorcery: is it harmless and should be practiced freely? Or should all practice of it be banned, as it is according to the letter of the law of our provinces?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Sorcerors were behind the death of Lyras as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai says, &amp;quot;And it feels like most of us are falling somewhere in the middle of those extremes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gives Kethrai a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Kethrai, &amp;quot;Not so much as a yes or no, but more a consensus of academically minded folks.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Though in that case, a problem caused by the same, to an extent.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;The Empath who accomplished the deed is always erased, in these discussions.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Xelten, &amp;quot;She was a warrior mage when she left the east.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos asks, &amp;quot;Right. And Osven pulled it off, as far as we know now. But if, for example, Osven&#039;s techniques were taught to everyone, how long would it be before some idiot got their hands on those techniques, did it very wrong, and made the Plane of Abiding obey the laws of the Planar Void?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora shakes her head at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;I&#039;m quite aware of what Asrea did as I was standing next to her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sure you were.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea asks Saragos, &amp;quot;Maybe we could kill an Immortal with the knot?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;I was granted a Court Position for my role in that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Bully for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea adjusts her meshor fox tail.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril coughs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks Mazrian, &amp;quot;Do you want me to spill your little secret here too since you seem to want to pick a fight?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;Indeed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Before we devolve into blows, perhaps we should end it here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;Something that most of us would consider catastrophic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Zfora, Philomath Miskton, Logarithmancer Zorthuric, Tylanni, Heart Tender Kethrai, Storm Maiden Constantia, Veteran Apprentice Anuril, Mazrian, Xelten, Arcane Malcontent Nsar who is sitting, Lady Knight Elurora, Heretic Agalea, Tempest Knight Saragos who has a stony visage and Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You clear your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai whispers something to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;No. Fighting. Please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril shakes his head at Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;I doubt you know anything worth speaking of.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril rummages about his person, looking for something.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton gazes up at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;Laertas.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;He does. I manage to pry that secret from him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric nods at Agalea, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea hums to herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten chuckles to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;You should keep my son&#039;s name out of your mouth.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma asks, &amp;quot;Oh you mean your son who was brought back to life by necromancy?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea glares.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;I am going to say it just once more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar hums to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;The truth is out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Xelten casually strolls out of the line between Mazrian and Gridaksma.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;Well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;To be fair, he didn&#039;t say his name.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says, &amp;quot;It was request that we not start fighting. By our host.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora points at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora glances at Gridaksma.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says, &amp;quot;You two can growl at each other later if you must.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says, &amp;quot;Then we can step outside.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;At least let me conclude...then you can do whatever you wish.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;You&#039;re just fabulously bad at following instructions, aren&#039;t you? First you take it off topic, then you take it to blows. If Agalea and I can behave ourselves here and not be at each other&#039;s throats, you should be able to as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;You aren&#039;t my type.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian looks steadier.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Well then, I appreciate everyone coming and the discussion. The next session will be on the Immortals. Veneration and Appeasement. I hope to gather some clerics to speak on their opinions on the matter.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A faint breeze surrounds him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;It was a good debate, and I&#039;m glad that I came.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A network of thin lines form around him, then quickly fade away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora says to you, &amp;quot;Thank you for hosting this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Saragos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric whispers something to Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m sure that will be a lively discussion as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to you, &amp;quot;Oh boy. That one should get... heated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Miskton takes a sip of his brandy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods to Zorthuric.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Saragos, &amp;quot;It was fun to be in the same place and not be throwing things at each other.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian seems to move more easily.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gives you a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric takes a sip of his wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea traces an outline around an enticing wasp-waisted corset fashioned from shadesatin and night diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai nods to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Helixes and cross-patterns of brownish-white crystals grow rapidly across Mazrian.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Saragos, &amp;quot;Probably should have done that one first, considering the Ride.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says to Agalea, &amp;quot;For once. I&#039;m sure we&#039;ll get back to the murder soon enough.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The air around Mazrian shimmers with a blinding yellow luminescence. The scintillating light writhes and twists, abruptly coalescing into a translucent field before blinking out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian slings a slender matte-black staff traced with geometric runes engraved in Elven silver off from over his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian sweeps his staff in front of him in quick, methodical swings.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian&#039;s staff steadily brightens, until it burns like a vivid and fiery torch!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian&#039;s staff fades over the course of a few seconds, returning to normal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to you, &amp;quot;It was a pleasure. I&#039;m sure I&#039;ll see you again soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril gives Tylanni a slight nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma bows his head, acknowledging Agalea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A crackling mantle of blazing orange-yellow flames surrounds Mazrian, sinking into and melding with his body.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian slings a slender matte-black staff traced with geometric runes engraved in Elven silver over his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma bows his head, acknowledging Elurora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to Kethrai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora gives Gridaksma a slight curtsy, barely more than a quick bob.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A halo of fire flickers into being and hovers around his neck and mouth briefly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Farewell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says, &amp;quot;I have some more sorcery to play with.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril glances at Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gets an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond from inside his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian holds an indurium phoenix with eyes of canary diamond in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A wild fervor flashes in Mazrian&#039;s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elurora curtsies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian puts his phoenix in his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gestures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A muted roar begins to emanate from Mazrian&#039;s arms.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril nods at Constantia, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tylanni nods to Constantia.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian says to Gridaksma, &amp;quot;Before that, we have business.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian gets a sturdy ironwood wand wrapped in braided lengths of sinew from inside his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;No voilence as a result please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian holds a sturdy ironwood wand wrapped in braided lengths of sinew in his hand and closes his eyes in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian puts his wand in his black backpack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar carefully gathers up the delicate folds of an ichor drenched prayer tapestry embroidered with the image of a slender woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar puts his tapestry in his multi-strapped carryall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gridaksma says to Mazrian, &amp;quot;No, we don&#039;t.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar slides the sleeves of his kimono over his hands with a small graceful movement before crossing his arms before him, hands tucked in opposite sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says, &amp;quot;I am trying to ask in a polite manner.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai casually observes the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lord of Elamiri Gridaksma&#039;s group went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea touches the tattoo on her left hip and closes her eyes in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril lightly says, &amp;quot;Well then, see you all later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mazrian went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia sighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anuril raises two fingers to his brow in a quick hand salute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric waves to Anuril.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Xelten hums to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric says, &amp;quot;Safe Journeys.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Constantia nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kethrai nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos says, &amp;quot;I&#039;ll be off as well. Take care.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Veteran Apprentice Anuril&#039;s group went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saragos gives a courteous nod and tips his hat politely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tempest Knight Saragos went through a wooden gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar asks, &amp;quot;So the great Necromancer hunter hides progeny that&#039;s not much more than a Risen, eh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar hums to himself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar says, &amp;quot;The things we learn in polite company.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea fiddles with one of the idle lush emerald green tendrils of her vine cloak, twirling it around a finger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nsar shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea says to Nsar, &amp;quot;Our disagreement seems pale in comparison doesn&#039;t it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Agalea grins, revealing her dimples.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Miskton closes his eyes and rubs the bridge of his nose for a few moments.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Zorthuric glances at Miskton.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Philomath Miskton went through a wooden gate.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T07:36:57Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on Ethics in Magic Use, attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-11T07:36:41Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|443&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Sponsored a seminar on the Ethics in Magic Use, attempting to galvanize a movement towards Academic Excellence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<title>Basalt Isle Raid</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Precipice Over the Unknown */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{RTOC}}&lt;br /&gt;
== Introduction ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A record of the messaging and mechanics associated with the amazingly executed [[Basalt Isle]] raid that took place on day 236 in the month of Arhat the Fire Lion, year 439 after the victory of Lanival (2 Oct, 2021).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A summary leading up this event can be found at [[Dantia/Storylines/The Assault on Basalt Isle|The Assault on Basalt Isle]] thanks to [[Dantia]].&lt;br /&gt;
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== Demonic Altars ==&lt;br /&gt;
As part of the buildup the week prior to the raid, [[Sivroch]] placed demonic altars in front of cities that could be empowered or destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== [[Antrayelsis]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;a battle altar made of rippling stone&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|look}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: A twisted structure formed from rippling stone, this short, squat altar bears countless eyes molded into it&#039;s surfaces.  The eyes appear to change in shape, size, and location whenver you glance away.  You believe you could {{com|STUDY}} it to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|study}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You believe you could {{com|pray}} at the altar to further its purpose, and you are confident He is watching.  You are filled with a sense of anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|focus}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You focus your magical senses on a battle altar made of rippling stone.&lt;br /&gt;
: You sense immense magics spiraling around the altar, as if something was watching.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|pray}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You feel a connection with [[Antrayelsis]], and without conscious thought, you find yourself invoking a prayer in the name of the Defiler.  Your vision fills with countless eyes, each blinking open and focusing on you, scrutinizing your every move and thought.  You are confident that your petition to empower His forces was heard, and sense that he has been afforded a fraction of additional freedom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== [[Gwulach]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;a battle altar made of a strangely glassy material&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|look}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Buried within the strangely glassy material of the altar is the rippling image of a stylized eyeless face frozen in mid-scream, which seems to follow you.  You believe you could {{com|STUDY}} it to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|study}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You believe you could {{com|pray}} at the altar to further its purpose, the promise of strength/power/wisdom/fearlessness tantalizingly possible/close/undeniable, and you are confident something is nearby and ready.  The altar appears unyielding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|focus}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You focus your magical senses on a battle altar made of a strangely glassy material.&lt;br /&gt;
: You sense immense magics spiraling around the altar, as if something was nearby, inhaling from everything present.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|pray}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You feel a connection with something here, but cannot identify what it is.  Without conscious thought, you find yourself invoking a blasphemous prayer to a being known as the Drinker of Minds, and a string of incomprehensible words come to your lips as if they were something that could be understood.  You find yourself deeply aware of the cracks in the cobblestones and the passage of time/magic through the whims of those in power, the parasitic wasp laying its eggs in the caterpillar/hunter&#039;s eyes/void, and feel your mind/body/spirit roar with untapped power.  You are confident that your petition to empower Her was heard, and feel stronger/drained beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== [[Bynaikae]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;a battle altar made of a mound of flesh and sinew&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|look}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Made of pulsating, breathing, and flexing sinew and other various parts, the altar seems to breathe as it observes the room.  You believe you could {{com|PRAY}} to further the altar, or {{com|PULL}} from it to refuse it.  You believe you could {{com|study}} it to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|study}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: The altar beckons you close, offers Oneness, togetherness.  You recall that the altar is dedicated to the being known as The Manifold, and believe you could {{com|pray}} at the altar to belong to it and for it to belong to you.  The altar appears unyielding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|focus}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You focus your magical senses on a battle altar made of a mound of flesh and sinew.&lt;br /&gt;
: You sense immense magics spiraling around the altar, as if something was nearby, yearning to join with you, with everything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|pray}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You feel a connection with something here.  Without conscious thought, you find yourself invoking a blasphemous prayer to a being known as the Manifold, and a string of incomprehensible words come to your lips as if they were something that could be understood.  You lay your hand on the altars surface, feel tendrils worm their way into your flesh, and you are One and together and Them and complete and whole and you recall bloated suns and orange skies and the comfort of the eons as many.  They are yours and you are Theirs and as you pull your hand away the tendrils retract, leaving you alone and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== [[Skairelden]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;a battle altar made of shaped bone&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|look}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: A twisted structure formed from shaped bone, this six-hands-high altar has been sculpted into the figure of a skull.  The jaw of the skull yawns wide to accommodate a heavy anvil.  You believe you could {{com|STUDY}} it to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|study}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: The altar speaks of hard work, a task accomplished, a tool designed to fulfill a purpose.  You are unclear what the tool is, but this altar is the fulcrum.  You recall that the altar is dedicated to the being known as The Forge, and believe you could {{com|PRAY}} at the altar to support the designs.  The altar appears unyielding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|focus}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You focus your magical senses on a battle altar made of shaped bone.&lt;br /&gt;
: You sense immense magics spiraling around the altar, as if something was nearby and ready to shape, mold, and build.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|pray}} {{tt|altar}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You feel a connection with something here.  Without conscious thought, you find yourself invoking a blasphemous prayer to a being known as the Forge, and a string of incomprehensible words come to your lips as if they were something that could be understood.  You clench your fist, and remember the merits of rough callouses, measuring twice before you cut, and with a sharp wrenching sensation you feel a hammer strike an anvil and are certain that She has noted your craft with the barest nod of respect.  Her creations will blanket the land, her weapons will lay waste your foes.  Several inspirations spring to mind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Precipice Over the Unknown ==&lt;br /&gt;
A few days before the actual Raid (on 25 Arhat 439 / 29 Sept, 2021), Sivroch summoned all of the necromancers loyal to Jeihrem to an area just east of [[Shard]]. From that location she re-summoned (or recreated) the demonic altars, and a ritual was performed to open up a passageway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Opening the Passage ===&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch slams her hands into the ground, her arms rippling like water.  She grits her teeth and snarls, and you feel the ground shake!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch&#039;s arms continue to ripple, her eyes momentarily flashing red, and she begins to pull upward, her feet clawing at the ground.  Four structures begin to rise from the ground!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch continues to heave against the altars, and with a polyphonous wail, the altars snap into place!  For a moment, Sivroch looks pleased with herself, smiling softly as she looks at each altar in turn.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Prairie, Prairie Dog Town&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=A prairie dog sentinel carefully watches the borders of his town.  Every so often, he flicks his tail and the other dogs in the area pause.  When he gives no additional signals of danger, they continue with their activities.  Some are eating grasses, while others are grooming one another.  A couple are even busy digging a new mound.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see &#039;&#039;&#039;a battle altar made of rippling stone&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;a battle altar made of a strangely glassy material&#039;&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;&#039;a battle altar made of a mound of flesh&#039;&#039;&#039; and &#039;&#039;&#039;sinew and a battle altar made of shaped bone&#039;&#039;&#039;.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Also here: [Several necromancers] and Demonologist Sivroch.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious paths: southeast.&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch says, &amp;quot;These altars will not shatter.  They will pierce the boundary between where we stand and where we must fight.  They will aid Jeihrem in securing the isle.  They will show you of what may yet come.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch says, &amp;quot;You each have before you your own path, your own ambitions and motivations.  You may choose any of these altars to support.  It is not a dedication, but the recognition of a shared purpose.  These four heard my call and responded first, but next time, Others may lend their strength.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch says, &amp;quot;&#039;Antrayelsis, Skairelden, Bynaikae, Gwulach.  Pray to them now, in action or in words, and we shall finish this step of the ritual.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[Several minutes of rituals.]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The altars begin to secrete a thick ichor.  The liquid pools and flows along the ground, congealing into a thick puddle at the center of the four altars.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The secretion intensifies to a steady flow, and a large mass begins to rise from the gathered puddle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Completely enveloped in a deluge of ichor, the altars appear to be little more than four short columns of goo.  As the mass continues to grow, a sphere rises from the puddle, hissing and steaming as it gathers more liquid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The deluge ceases, the the fluid pulling clear of the altars, revealing their surfaces once again, as the last of the ichor flows into the rising sphere, the structure rumbles slightly and lifts into the air, pulling the remaining liquid upward with a crackling *squelch*.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|look}} {{tt|sphere}}:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
: Standing as high as a Gor&#039;Tog, the sphere hovers a few feet above the ground, dripping quickly evaporating ichor.  Strangely, the black sludge also congeals at the apex, droplets rising upward and scattering.  Internal forces push and churn at the spheres surface, and you are certain this is a Necromantic creation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch says, &amp;quot;This step is complete.  Enter the sphere at your leisure.  I will return to Basalt Isle to assist Lord Jeihrem in the final preparations.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Demonologist Sivroch went through a large sphere of hissing ichor.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|go}} {{tt|sphere}}:&lt;br /&gt;
{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Precipice Over the Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=The air surrounding this precipice is thick and acrid, a choking bilious smog rippling in unseen currents.  A massive, smoke-clogged chasm opens to the north.  To the south, a shear rock face stretches above, fading into an orange sky that is dominated by a bloated red sun that casts a sickly light.  An enormous form slowly soars in the skies, periodically casting harsh beams of light in a zigzag pattern.  Whispers endlessly echo throughout the area, and shadows flit along the rock face, hiding within tiny crevices.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see a pair of hissing ichor hemispheres.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Also here: [Several necromancers] and Demonologist Sivroch.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious exits: east, west.&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch says, &amp;quot;Lord Jeihrem and I felt this would aid us in the fight to come.  An easy means to travel between the main land and our isle.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch says to [Necromancer], &amp;quot;Only those who understand the process of undeath, those who are Necromancers, may pass.  It is stable - the [[Inquisition]], the fools, the [[Immortals]], they are powerless to remove it for now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|peer}} {{tt|east}}&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You peer east and see ...&lt;br /&gt;
{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Prairie, Prairie Dog Town&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=A prairie dog sentinel carefully watches the borders of his town.  Every so often, he flicks his tail and the other dogs in the area pause.  When he gives no additional signals of danger, they continue with their activities.  Some are eating grasses, while others are grooming one another.  A couple are even busy digging a new mound.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see a large sphere of hissing ichor, a battle altar made of rippling stone, a battle altar made of a strangely glassy material, a battle altar made of a mound of flesh and sinew and a battle altar made of shaped bone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious paths: southeast.&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|peer}} {{tt|west}}&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You peer west and see ...&lt;br /&gt;
{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Basalt Isle, Field of Rubble&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=A lone, roofless stone hut stands defiant against the continual assault of the inclement weather, sturdy and nearly intact despite its age.  Other ruins line the otherwise flat field, most of their stones blackened and reduced to their ruined foundations.  Scraggly trees poke through the edges of the field, though seems to grow here, only a few hardy plants continuing to valiantly make the attempt.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see a large sphere of hissing ichor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious paths: northeast, west.&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Closing the Passage ===&lt;br /&gt;
On 26 Lirisa 440 (8 Dec, 2021), Sivroch called Lord Jeihrem&#039;s supporters back to the Precipice. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She shared the news that Jeihrem had returned to his throne room, and that access to the Precipice would be cut off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch says, &amp;quot;Where we stand now will no longer be available to you in its current form.  This space is being... repurposed.  I have plans for it, plans that They will be deeply involved in.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sivroch says, &amp;quot;When you leave this space, you will be unable to return.  For now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== The Void ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This was in the main saferoom for the Defenders to interact with.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;a yawning void torn in the fabric of reality&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|examine}} {{tt|void}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: A whirlpool of steaming ichor, the yawning void pulses as it spins, rhythmically growing and shrinking by several feet.  You believe you could STUDY it to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|study}} {{tt|void}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You understand some of the shape of this tear in reality, and see how it may be manipulated.  You believe you could {{com|TOUCH}} the void to send a piece of yourself into it, {{com|INHALE}} to bring Them into yourself, or {{com|WAVE}} to direct an extension in support of the defenders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|touch}} {{tt|void}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You reach forward, feeling the gap and sensing Them laying beyond, ready and waiting.  As you extend your awareness into the void, They eagerly reach and grab, pulling your awareness to Them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: There is madness here, unbound chaos and crackling mutability, possibility, and power.  They show you eternity, borrowing your mind to fuel Their engines and pour more of themselves through the void.  The connection severs, and you struggle a moment to suffer through a pounding headache as you gather yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: (also gave head wounds)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|inhale}} {{tt|void}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Leaning forward you take a deep breath, inhaling the steaming space of the void deep into your lungs.  It tastes of sweet apples and burnt meat, and suddenly you feel something clawing its way down your throat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Your vision spirals wildly and pulls to a distant horizon point.  Far away, you feel Them, racing towards you, empowered for the stability and structured flesh of your lungs.  They grow closer, when you find yourself exhaling sharply and coughing as you draw fresh air, and the connection severs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: (also gave chest wounds)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|wave}} {{tt|void}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Waving your hand high in the air, the void ripples in response, a long pseudopod extending outward.  Guiding the tendril, you direct it upward and towards the field of battle.  The wavering tendril grows translucent and stretches needle thin as it whips towards battlefield. Though you quickly lose sight of it, after a moment, you sense that it has latched onto something, and watch as material begins to be pumped along the tendril, across the distance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Undead Creation ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This was in another room that the Defenders had access to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;a pile of dismembered parts&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|examine}} {{tt|parts}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: A collection of dismembered limbs, torsos and heads, the origins of which seem to be primarily recently drowned sailors.  Various marine parasites are slowly consuming the corpseflesh -- scuttling crabs, burrowing sandfleas, and writhing worms move on and around the pile.  A pile of salt nearby suggests some effort was taken to preserve the parts, next to which rests a chirugeon&#039;s toolkit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|study}} {{tt|parts}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Looking over the pile of parts, you believe you could {{com|CLEAN}} it to get rid of some scavengers and make the parts more accessible, PUSH it to stitch some collected parts together, or {{com|EXHALE}} life into the pile to complete the animation process.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|clean}} {{tt|parts}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Not sure where to begin, you poke through the assorted parts searching for inspiration.  A leg with shark teeth buried in the calf looks to be in fairly good shape.  Some kind of segmented worm has taken up residence in the eye socket of its half-decayed head, though the material looks usable.  You push some scavengers aside, and do your part by gathering a handful of salt and sprinkling it over the pile.  You organize the pile a bit and when you finish, the parts look more accessibly usable for assembly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|push}} {{tt|parts}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Grabbing a needle and thread from the chirugeons toolkit, you gather an assortment of parts, brushing aside a sandflea as you set to work assembling a multi-limbed monstrosity.  Pausing every so often to check your handiwork, you finalize even stitchwork and kneeling before the monstrosity, carefully carve a ritual design across a handspan of its body. You stand up satisfied that you have prepared it to arise as one of the undead, and lay the assembled body aside for completion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|exhale}} {{tt|parts}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You sense a swell of arcane energy available nearby, and feel a slight pressure behind the eyes as you redirect it along ritual lines cut into one of the arrayed bodies, and you connect each essential node in turn.  Abruptly the power surges forth, a dam bursting as wild torrents stream into the body!  You siphon off a tiny fraction of the energy and direct it into reconstructing damaged tissue, the body&#039;s flesh knitting together before your eyes.  The creature&#039;s recumbent form jerks once and then, as if awakening from slumber, its eyes snap open.  Flexing with newfound strength, the zombie levers itself upright and shambles off to join the fight!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Demonic Tests ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== [[Arensirk]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Arensirk&#039;s Game&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Nothing makes sense, and there is no truth.  The ground is up, the air is water, your name is not XXXX and you are not on Basalt Isle.  In fact, the only thing you are sure of is that you find yourself...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;You feel yourself being pulled away...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Maze of Deceit, Arensirk&#039;s Game&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=You stand in the midst of a large lecture hall, surrounded by faceless figures passionately debating something highly technical.  One figure holds a small whirring device and waves it angrily in the face of another, who points to the ground and shouts back in anger.  A group points out a nearby window and argues over the color of the orange hued sky.  As the debate continues, it becomes clear that all positions are represented, and all are held with equal conviction.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see a simple lectern before a group of figures.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious exits: obscured by a thick fog&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|look}} {{tt|lectern}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Plainly constructed, the lectern holds notes for a series of lectures.  A small gathering of figures cluster around the lectern.  You believe you could {{com|STUDY}} the lectern to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|study}} {{tt|lectern}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: The lectern is unadorned, a simple platform providing storage for a stack of papers and lecture notes.  You believe you could {{com|PUSH}} the lectern to pick up one of the lectures and deliver it, {{com|POINT}} to the lectern to accuse one of the figures of dishonesty, or {{com|LEAN}} on the lectern to try a different tact and speak the truth.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|push}} {{tt|lectern}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Looking over the lectern, you see an account of a kingdom&#039;s financials.  Reports on the flow of grain and ore, taxes raised and expenses paid are all neatly tallied, with summary statements provided in following pages.&lt;br /&gt;
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: One of the figures standing before the lectern loudly clears her throat expectantly, and you hastily begin calling for an audit, reminding the assembled figures of the meaningless nature of money and the illogical choice of making decisions without more information into the kingdoms financials.  The figures all begin to argue, and you smile to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|point}} {{tt|lectern}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Standing in the crowd of figures, you look around a moment and point to the man standing behind the lectern, and accuse them of dishonestly representing their case to further the needs of undisclosed interests!  The man glares at you angrily and returns the accusation, claiming that they have only ever represented the pursuit of the truth!  The figures all begin to argue, and you smile to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039; &lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX points at the man/woman standing at the lectern and accuses him/her of lying!  The man/woman returns the accusation, and the figures gathered around the lectern begin to argue.  XXXX smiles slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|lean}} {{tt|lectern}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Looking around, you realize that this is all an illusion, and speak to the need to band together and recognize the veneer of lies.  The assembled figures begin to laugh and mock, the attempt to draw your ire futile and petty.  You continue calling attention to the obviousness of the wholecloth fabrications and absurd claims being raised, when suddenly, the scene freezes, stuttering momentarily, and everything begins to fade.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== [[Bynaikae]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Bynaikae&#039;s Feast&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Suddenly, thick burls of fat, muscle, and sinew explode from the ground and wrap around your body, enclosing you in a tight cocoon!  Surrounded by darkness, you hear whispering, promises of inclusion and secrets long forgotten, and claw and spine and tooth and nail rasp along your skin, tendrils worming into your mouth and nose.  You feel a thundering heartbeat, and find yourself...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;You feel yourself being pulled away...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Maze of Flesh, Bynaikae&#039;s Feast&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=You stand in the midst of a small cavern, every surface lined with still very much alive flesh -- stretched eyeballs blinking in confusion, a disfigured mouth gasping for breath between spiraling teeth, ears sprouting fingers that clench and unclench.  It becomes impossible to keep track of the arrayed horrors.  Whispers echo all around the cavern, recollections of experiences utterly foreign but disturbingly familiar.  You begin to lose your place, to forget being alone in your skin, and have a strange desire to hug the walls, to lean into the comfort of the many, to remember with Them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see a mound of flesh.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious exits: obscured by a thick fog&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|examine}} {{tt|flesh}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: About as tall as a Human, the mound of flesh is composed of various body parts, and appears very much alive.  Orifices drip ichor and quill like spines grow in various directions around calloused skin and boney plates.  Eyes randomly dot the mound and blink at you in curiosity, while a faint wheezing that could either be laughter or attempts to speak seem to emanate from a series of structures that are either gills or exposed brains.  You believe you could STUDY the flesh to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|study}} {{tt|flesh}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: The vile mound of flesh quivers as it senses you studying it, and the walls pulsate in response.  You believe you could {{com|PUNCH}} the flesh to fight its pull, {{com|HUG}} it to embrace all that it offers, or {{com|BLANCH}} in disgust.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|hug}} {{tt|flesh}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Giving into the desire of Oneness, you wrap your arms around the mound of flesh, pressing your face against the warm side of the vile creation.  There is comfort here, memories of a time when you were many, They were complete, and They were everything.  You feel your face begin to dissolve, and with a start, pull back, tearing at tendrils that were prying into your flesh, ripping skin that had begun to merge with the mound.  You feel ill, and realize that was a terrible idea.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX hugs the mound, pressing his/her face against its flesh.  Smiling slightly, he/she closes his/her eyes.  Suddenly, XXXX jerks back, a spray of blood flying from the torn flesh of his/her face!&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|blanch}} {{tt|flesh}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You turn and retch, disgusted at this space!  You feel Them laughing, welcoming, beckoning you, promising that there is no pain or suffering, all you need to do is embrace Them, become One with Them.  They are near and They are you and you could be of Them and there will be untold wonder as They share in all things and welcome all.  You feel ill, as if the illusion has strengthened.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX turns and retches, looking around in wide-eyed terror!&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|punch}} {{tt|flesh}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You swing at the mound of flesh and feel your fist slam into the meaty protrusion, eliciting a loud *thud* as the mound shakes and seems to lean away from you.  As you watch the flesh rearrange you resist the urge to vomit, though you are certain you have damaged the vile creation.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX punches the mound of flesh, which twitches and squeals!  XXXX looks ill, though the mound looks worse for the exchange.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|punch}} {{tt|flesh}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You swing at the mound of flesh and feel your fist slam into the meaty protrusion, eliciting a loud *thud* as the mound shakes and seems to lean away from you.  As you watch the flesh rearrange and harden, and you resist the urge to vomit, though you are certain you have damaged the vile creation.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX punches the mound of flesh, which twitches and squeals!  XXXX looks ill, though the mound looks worse for the exchange.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|punch}} {{tt|flesh}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You swing at the mound of flesh and feel your fist slam into the meaty protrusion, tearing into the surface of the mound!  As you force yourself into the wound, you see the broken edges of the illusion of this space, and you find yourself squirming through a tunnel of viscera and ichor!  You hear Them whispering, promising a return to when you were complete, safe, whole, threatening that you cannot leave, cannot escape, will always belong to Them, when suddenly you find yourself...&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX punches the mound of flesh, tearing into it!  Forcing his/her way into the open wound, XXXX disappears!  The mound of flesh shakes a moment, and then the gaping wound heals without a trace.  You sense that XXXX has somehow escaped.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Arriving:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: A bloody tear in reality forms nearby, and XXXX forces their way through!  Wide-eyed and covered in rapidly evaporating ichor, he/she looks shocked and disoriented!&lt;br /&gt;
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=== [[Eacerikh]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Eacerikh&#039;s Replacement&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;You suddenly smell a wild bouquet of fragrant flowers, pollen wafting across on the breeze.  You spread your arms wide, inhaling deeply of the rich aroma, and suddenly find yourself...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;You feel yourself being pulled away...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Maze of Cycles, Eacerikh&#039;s Replacement&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=You stand in the midst of a field of grass, wildflowers blooming and dying in a rapid loop of birth and decay.  The ground cracks and groans with the endless churn, seedlings erupting from the loam, unfurling leaf and brilliant petal, retreating to seed pod which hardens and drops, and the flower rapidly decays moments the process repeats.  Skeletons are spread throughout the field, the flowers growing around and through gaps in ribs and empty eyes.  A stiff breeze flows around the area, bringing scents you have never experienced but find extremely familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see a wildflower bearing both brilliant petals and hardening seeds.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious exits: obscured by a thick fog&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|look}} {{tt|wildflower}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Growing vivaciously in this strange place, the wildflower looks like it expects you to do something.  You believe you could {{com|STUDY}} the wildflower to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|study}} {{tt|wildflower}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: The wildflower sways gently in the breeze, its petals vibrantly colored and its clustered seedpods maturing before your eyes.  You believe you could {{com|PUSH}} the wildflower to assist in its germination, PULL the flower to grab some seed pods and spread them around, or {{com|LEAN}} towards the flower crush it and prevent it from spreading.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|push}} {{tt|wildflower}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You grab the wildflowers blossoms and press them together, assisting in the flowers germination.  Before your very eyes, the petals wither and die, enclosing around a tight seedpod which falls to the ground.  Moments later, a small seedling pushes upward, reaching for the sky and spreading flower buds.  Maturing rapidly, the wildflower blossoms, and the air fills with an intoxicating scent.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|pull}} {{tt|wildflower}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You grab the seedpods of the wildflower and cast them in the field before you.  Before your very eyes, several seedlings erupt from the ground and blossom, filling the air with an intoxicating scent.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|lean}} {{tt|wildflower}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You lean forward and crush the wildflower, grinding the blossoms and seed pods into a sticky goo.  The wildflower withers and dies, unable to continue its unnatural propagation.  The air smells sterile and clean, and suddenly, you find yourself...&lt;br /&gt;
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=== [[Gwulach]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Gwulach&#039;s Indulgence&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Rage!  You are filled with consuming hatred and loathing for everyone, everything, and you will see it all burn!  Your muscles strain, creaking and popping as your heart races faster and faster, and you see the blame, the fault of the trees reaching for the light that should be yours despite the audacity of those that would steal from you and the dragons that left us, when suddenly, you find yourself...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Maze of Madness, Gwulach&#039;s Indulgence&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=You stand in the midst of a howling storm, purple energy crackling spasmodically along streamers of ember and ash.  In the distance, there is nothing but fire and lightning in all directions.  The ground is cracked, shifting blocks of stone flowing and churning in an impossible to follow landscape that makes orienting difficult.  Above, a massive face hovers, mouth stretched horrifically wide as it inhales deeply, gathering the maelstrom.  Furious eyes glare down, challenging all who would oppose the unrelenting chaos.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see a massive face staring down from above.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious exits: obscured by a thick fog&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|examine}} {{tt|face}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Seemingly made of flowing gold, the face oozes malevolence.  Inky blackness within the eyes and mouth occasionally flicker with movement.  You believe you could {{com|STUDY}} the face to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|study}} {{tt|face}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: The face hovers above, monstrous and terrifying, mouth open as it inhales the crackling maelstrom.  You believe you could {{com|HUG}} the face to open yourself to its fury, {{com|PUSH}} the face to lend your own madness to its siphon, or {{com|POINT}} at the face to denounce the chaos and make your stand.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|hug}} {{tt|face}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Spreading your arms, you allow the maelstrom to whip around your body and gaze into the open mouth of the face as it siphons the storm.  You feel yourself growing lighter, sailing upward, suffused with unimaginable power as you grow increasingly disoriented.&lt;br /&gt;
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: They are here now and you will use Them for the end purpose of the sweeping the Plane of Their tormented desires to change/revise/reshape everything to Their will/want/way/whimsy.  Sinking into the sky you scream against the uncertainty/certainty of the rules/lines/demands that compose their sweep.&lt;br /&gt;
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: The mouth opens wider and bares pointed teeth/hands/thorns and there are faces within faces within faces within faces within faces...  You feel yourself slipping/falling/calming, though your head throbs in agony.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX opens their arms wide and begins to babble incoherently.  After some time, they wince and rub their temples.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|push}} {{tt|face}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Lending your own madness/brilliance/un/certainty you push/scream/offer yourself to the face and the maelstrom, feeling the winds push/pull/sweep/surge/disagree around your body.  You feel it clearly, the choices available to you now, freed/grown beyond the limitations of a mind bound by rules.  You feel yourself falling/rising and see shifting geometries merging and melding, stone blocks colliding and rippling into fractal columns.&lt;br /&gt;
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: The mouth opens wider as the empty eye sockets erupt with reaching hands and you speak of the sun, the moons, your exploits growing and learning and deciding and shaping and you begin to laugh uproariously with the exploits of everything/nothing...  You feel yourself slipping/falling/calming, though your head throbs in agony.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX pushes forward and begins to babble incoherently.  After some time, they wince and rub their temples.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|point}} {{tt|face}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: There is madness here, but you see through the illusion and false promises.  You point your finger at the face and reject its manipulations, assured in your own mind and sanity.&lt;br /&gt;
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: The face freezes, shuddering in place, and the maelstrom feels like nothing more than a light breeze.&lt;br /&gt;
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: You suddenly find yourself...&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX points at the face and begins to scream his/her name over and over.  Suddenly, he/she vanishes!&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Arriving:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: A light breeze stirs the area, and suddenly you see XXXX nearby blinking in confusion!&lt;br /&gt;
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=== [[Nricacsha]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Nricacsha&#039;s Appetite&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;You suddenly feel ravenously hungry!  Your stomach knots in profoundly empty agony, and you are filled with a desire to consume everything!  Ash and cinder billow around you, and you find yourself...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;You feel yourself being pulled away...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;(Third Person Messaging)&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Suddenly, XXXX leans back and roars in fury, muscles straining against taut skin, fists clenched with white knuckled rage!  Spittle flies from clenched teeth, breath coming in heaving, ragged, desperate gasps!  XXXX begins to babble incoherently, ranting about the trees, waves, sun, taxes, and dragons, when suddenly, XXXX vanishes!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Maze of Consumption, Nricacsha&#039;s Appetite&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=You stand in the midst of a blasted wasteland, pillars of ash and charred trunks crumbling, the ground cracked and patched, the skies empty of cloud or starlight.  An overturned wagon rests nearby, its cargo long since ransacked and scattered, its wheels rusted to little more than brittle flakes.  Thunder rumbles in the distance, though it is impossible to tell from which direction it originated.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see a firepit covered in ash.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious exits: obscured by a thick fog&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|examine}} {{tt|firepit}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: A collection of burnt stones arranged loosely in a ring, the firepit is covered in dust and soot, a mound of choking ash covers a scattering of nearly spent coals and embers.  Nearby sits a stack of dried wood.  You believe you could {{com|STUDY}} the firepit to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|study}} {{tt|firepit}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: The firepit is blasted and covered in soot and ash, and a faint breeze stirs fine dust across its surface.  You believe you could {{com|PULL}} the nearby wood into the firepit to burn the remaining fuel, or {{com|CLEAN}} the firepit to sweep away the debris.  You notice a few acorns near the pile of wood, and wonder if you could {{com|PUSH}} a small depression near the firepit to plant something for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|push}} {{tt|firepit}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You dig a small pit in the loose dirt around the firepit and carefully place an acorn at the bottom.  Gently covering it in dirt, you place your hand over the ground and allow yourself the chance to hope for recovery.  This place is wrong -- spent and exhausted.  But it may be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;
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: The illusion cracks, beginning to evaporate.  Thunder rumbles in the distance, though sounds hollow.  Within the span of a blink, you find yourself...&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|pull}} {{tt|firepit}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You grab a log from the pile and pull it over to the firepit, tucking it between smoldering embers.  The dry log blazes with consuming flames, giving off an oily smoke that winds and coils curiously.  As the log is subsumed, you inhale the smoke, and begin to cough, your lungs burning.  Your vision momentarily skews as you hear Them closer.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX grabs a log from the pile and pulls it over to the firepit, tucking it between smoldering embers.  The dry log blazes with consuming flames, giving off an oily smoke, and XXXX begins to cough. &lt;br /&gt;
: (internal chest wounds)&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|pull}} {{tt|firepit}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You grab a log from the pile and pull it over to the firepit, tucking it between smoldering embers.  The dry log blazes with consuming flames, giving off a bizarrely dancing multi-colored flame.  You find yourself both mesmerized and horrified, and kick the log to try and extinguish the otherworldly flames.  The log crumbles as a spray of blue and green sparks explode upward, burning your face!&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX grabs a log from the pile and pulls it over to the firepit, tucking it between smoldering embers.  The dry log blazes with consuming flames, giving off a bizarrely dancing multi-colored flame.  XXXX appears mesmerized and horrified, and kicks the log to try and extinguish the otherworldly flames.  The log crumbles as a spray of blue and green sparks explode upward, burning his/her face!&lt;br /&gt;
: (head wounds)&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|clean}} {{tt|firepit}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: With the side of your foot, you attempt to sweep the firepit clean of debris.  As you kick dust and embers free, a cloud of acrid soot and sparks rise all around you, choking you.  You are filled with a desire to burn everything, to expend all resources, to be the devouring flame.  You cough, and your head feels a little clearer.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== [[Pelsacahd]] ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Pelsacahd&#039;s Nightmare&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;The air around you begins to ripple, and you find yourself surrounded by countless reflections of your smiling face.  The reflections shatter, tumbling as they fall, and you find yourself...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;You feel yourself being pulled away...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Maze of Despair, Pelsacahd&#039;s Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=You stand in the midst of a vast desert, silver sands stretching in all directions and the faint glimmers of distant stars the only source of light.  An endless horde of distorted reflections of what you could and may never be surrounds you, each bearing jaundiced and bloodshot eyes.  Serving as a distorted caricature of your appearance, some are taller and spindly, stretched to great lengths, while others are squat and stout.  Each stares directly at you, an unnatural wide grin stretched into a hideous mask, smirking with secret knowledge or madness.  You are utterly alone here, dwarfed by the hideous mirrored images.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see a twisted reflection that vaguely resembles you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious exits: obscured by a thick fog&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|examine}} {{tt|reflection}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You look into your mirrored reflection.&lt;br /&gt;
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: What stands before you is a twisted reflection of a man/woman, a disfigured YourRace YourProfession that only looks vaguely familiar.  Pronounced blood vessels form a network of red running through his/her eyes, with cloudy pools of red forming in each small sea of yellow.  It peers curiously at you, mimicking your gestures and actions in exaggerated motions, its face twisted in a horrid mask of pain and euphoria.&lt;br /&gt;
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: A wicked smile stretches unnaturally from a distended grin, revealing concentric rows of tiny jagged teeth forming a formless maw, bearing thousands of consecutive needle-sharp teeth.  You feel an intrinsic connection with the image, and feel that {{com|STUDY}} of the figure may help you leave.  A pressure builds behind your eyes, as a dull soreness sets in.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: One of the reflections peers inquisitively at you, tilting its head at an impossible angle and making a facial expression that could either be a grin or a grimace.&lt;br /&gt;
: (wounds)&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|study}} {{tt|reflection}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You study the twisted reflection in front of you.  It stares back at you, cracking a jagged grin of thousands of tiny needle-like teeth.  It waves a taloned hand to you, beckoning you to {{com|TOUCH}} it and join the twisted sea of horrific fragments.  The sea of reflections all watch you in rapt attention, forming a maze around you.  You think that to escape the maze, you will need to {{com|FLEE}} the {{tt|REFLECTION}}.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|flee}} {{tt|reflection}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You turn to run from the reflection, sprinting through the maze in the hopes of finding an exit.&lt;br /&gt;
: The reflections grasp at you as you pass, but you push forward through the maze.  You find yourself lost, steadily losing something precious to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: One of the reflections fidgets, glancing at you as it breaks character for a moment, making a gesture that does not mirror your own.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|flee}} {{tt|reflection}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You turn to run from the reflection, sprinting through the maze in the hopes of finding an exit.&lt;br /&gt;
: The reflections grasp toward you as you pass, but you push forward through the maze.  You find yourself lost, feeling as if you were losing memory of something you once loved.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: Each of the reflections mirrors your actions perfectly, creating an eerie sea of movement in response to your own.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|flee}} {{tt|reflection}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You turn to run from the reflection, sprinting through the maze in the hopes of finding an exit.&lt;br /&gt;
: The reflections grasp toward you as you pass, but you push forward through the maze.  You find yourself lost, feeling as if you were losing memory of something you once hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: Some of the reflections appear to lengthen in appearance, stretching into tall, spindly creatures that tower over you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|flee}} {{tt|reflection}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You turn to run from the reflection, sprinting through the maze in the hopes of finding an exit.&lt;br /&gt;
: The reflections grasp at you as you pass, but you push forward through the maze, finally finding a gap in the twisted reflections!  You push your way out, and feel as if some sort of fog has lifted from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: One of the reflections moves erratically, seeming to twist and turn in a half-circle around you, as if pacing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Arriving:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX steps into the cavern in a daze, as if sleepwalking.  With a jolt, he/she appears to come to his/her senses.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|touch}} {{tt|reflection}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You reach out to touch the reflection, feeling its fingertips against yours.  For a moment, the connection is palpable, and your mind&#039;s eye flashes with myriad possibilities, fragments of twisted truths and things that could be mixed with things that never should.  Something becomes alive in the connection, and you find yourself overwhelmed by countless realities, as for a moment, all of the reflections disappear and become a kaleidoscope of eyes, unblinking, jaundiced, and bloodshot.  Your vision returns to the reflections, and you are left with an immense sense of loss, and dread for what you could become.  Your senses are overcome with the urge to FLEE before the nightmare takes you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: One of the reflections twists, flickering for a moment as it merges with another, the reflections intersecting and blending for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Jeihrem Messaging ==&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;The ground shakes, and a foul wind begins to blow across the land, smelling of rot and salt.&#039;&#039; &lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;The ground and sea oozes with blood, sinew, and flesh, ropey burls of fat and meat bubbling up from the surface and evaporating into a choking maisma.  Swirling around, the bloody mist arcs high into the air and gathers into a vile cloud above before extending tendrils down towards the manor.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;The ground shakes again, and beyond the manor, a form begins to rise.  Clad in black steel armor and trailing a greatcloak of billowing shadow, the form grows taller and taller. &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;A faint grinding can be felt as the ground shifts, and a field of bone slowly vibrates upward -- a jagged femur snapped in half, four ribs connected to a dozen vertebrae, a broken jaw with yellowed teeth, an intact skeletal hand clenched in a fist.  The bones shiver, buzzing like a swarm of locusts, and are flung upward, spiralling towards the growing form beyond the manor.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;As the tornado of blood and bone surge into Jeihrem, he continues to grow.  A hundred feet.  Two hundred.  Jeihrem steps over his manor, a single step towards the beach.  The ground shudders, sand sprays around his footfall.  The black steel visor of his helm surveys the beach, and you feel his gaze like a physical force, a predatory being calmly assessing the best time to strike.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Jeihrem spreads his massive arms and absorbs the rest of the swirling gore.  He takes another step forward, the ground shaking with his footfalls.  &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;You hear the amplified voice of Zauldin shout across the valley, &amp;quot;Fire on Jeihrem!  Man the weaponry, he is exposed, kill him now!&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Hefting a massive tyrium claymore inset with a skull for a crossguard, the gargantuan Jeihrem slams the blade into the ground.  Hideous shadows tinged with sickening no-color spray outward from buried weapon.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;From across the distance you hear Khoheke shout, &amp;quot;Paladins, to the Oshu&#039;k&#039;et!  The time for Sanyu Aes is now!&amp;quot;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;You can hear them, clamoring and emboldened, called to this weakened point in reality.  The scream and howl, chattering and skittering and tooth and claw and maw and too many eyes begin to squirm through the fringe, along the edges.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Jeihrem looks down at the assembled forces, and dispassionately twists the blade, slashing sideways.  A flare of void bursts forth from the blades wake, leaving a harsh afterglow in your vision.  You struggle to make sense of the broken space left in the wake of the weapon, struggle to make sense of the forms clamoring at the edges, struggle to to shut out the conflicted screaming and otherworldly vantage visible through the orange haze beyond the gash in reality, struggle to view the no-color ripples billowing at the boundary. &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;A ceaseless horde pours forth from the rent, clawing and charging across the opening.  They surge with an almost desperation, screaming against the new laws of this plane.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;A pair of panjandrums bounce across the field of battle and slam into Jeihrem&#039;s legs, exploding with deafening force!  He does not appear to notice!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Jeihrem lifts a massive foot and takes a step forward, directly above!  Under the shadow of his falling boot, you realize you better move quick to avoid getting crushed!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Jeihrem slams a massive boot into to the ground!  You barely manage to jump out of the way in time, but rock and sand explodes outward!  The impact of debris knocks you over!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A pair of panjandrums bounce across the field of battle and slam into Jeihrem&#039;s chest, exploding with deafening force!  He is staggered!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A glowing lava javelin arcs a bright line across the sky from the stone tower, missing Jeihrem entirely and sailing past him!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;A glowing lava javelin arcs a bright line across the sky from the stone tower, slamming into Jeihrem&#039;s chest with an explosion of molten rock!  He is staggered!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;A pair of panjandrums bounce across the field of battle and explode violently against a cliff edge!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A glowing lava javelin arcs a bright line across the sky from the stone tower, missing Jeihrem entirely and flying into the distance!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;A rain of scattershot arcs across the sky from the Oshu&#039;k&#039;et, missing Jeihrem entirely!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A glowing lava javelin arcs a bright line across the sky from the stone tower, slamming into Jeihrem&#039;s faceplate with an explosion of molten rock!  He is staggered!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A pair of panjandrums bounce across the field of battle and glance off Jeihrem&#039;s legs!  He does not appear to notice!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A pair of panjandrums bounce across the field of battle and roll part way up the cliff edge towards the manor before exploding violently!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Hefting a massive tyrium claymore inset with a skull for a crossguard, the gargantuan Jeihrem slams the blade into the ground.  Hideous shadows tinged with sickening no-color spray outward from buried weapon.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;You can hear them, clamoring and emboldened, called to this weakened point in reality.  The scream and howl, chattering and skittering and tooth and claw and maw and too many eyes begin to squirm through the fringe, along the edges.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A compressed ball of fire screams an arc from the Oshu&#039;k&#039;et, slamming into Jeihrem&#039;s right pauldron!  Jeihrem is staggered, his armor glowing with heat!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Jeihrem looks down at the assembled forces, and dispassionately twists the blade, slashing sideways.  A flare of void bursts forth from the blades wake, leaving a harsh afterglow in your vision.  You struggle to make sense of the broken space left in the wake of the weapon, struggle to make sense of the forms clamoring at the edges, struggle to to shut out the conflicted screaming and otherworldly vantage visible through the orange haze beyond the gash in reality, struggle to view the no-color ripples billowing at the boundary. &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A ceaseless horde pours forth from the rent, clawing and charging across the opening.  They surge with an almost desperation, screaming against the new laws of this plane.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Jeihrem lifts a massive foot and takes a step forward, directly above!  Under the shadow of his falling boot, you realize you better move quick to avoid getting crushed!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Jeihrem slams a massive boot into to the ground!  You barely manage to jump out of the way in time, but rock and sand explodes outward!  The impact of debris knocks you over!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A glowing lava javelin arcs a bright line across the sky from the stone tower, missing Jeihrem entirely and sailing past him!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A glowing lava javelin arcs a bright line across the sky from the stone tower, slamming into Jeihrem&#039;s chest with an explosion of molten rock!  He is staggered!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A pair of panjandrums bounce across the field of battle and slam into Jeihrem&#039;s legs, exploding with deafening force!  He does not appear to notice!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A glowing lava javelin arcs a bright line across the sky from the stone tower, ricochetting off Jeihrem&#039;s shoulder and screaming off into the distance!  He does not appear to notice!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A compressed ball of fire screams an arc from the Oshu&#039;k&#039;et, missing Jeihrem entirely!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A glowing lava javelin arcs a bright line across the sky from the stone tower, missing Jeihrem entirely and flying into the distance!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A pair of panjandrums bounce across the field of battle and slam into Jeihrem&#039;s chest, exploding with deafening force!  He is staggered!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A thundrous rumbling explosion echoes across the land, and the air takes on a silvery-golden hue.  You stagger a moment as a heavy weight presses down on you, and though it is oppressive and indominable, there is something comforting and strangely correct about it.  Streamers of wispy golden lines rain down gently, blossoming into ribbons of exact starbursts and spirals. &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Reality battles interloper as the rules of the Plane of Abiding roar in fury as the many exceptions and violations on the isle are forcefully rectified.  In the rain of golden light, you detect for a fleeting moment an illuminated banner, composed of precise lines and silvery wisps emanating from a silvery spiral.  The banner seems to unfurl from horizon to horizon, perfect forms overlapping with perfect forms in an endlessly nested and shifting display.  Everything changes, and through it all, you feel the force of Khoheke&#039;s will.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;You spot several things simultaneously. &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;The enormous form of Jeihrem roars and falls to his knees, hands crashing into the sea as he struggles against the weight.  The interlocking plates of his armor groan and screech as the metal bows and flexes.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Sivroch wails in agony, her form burning and melting, limbs breaking.  Her spined tentacles burst into fine ash and disperse, blown on fierce winds, and the her armor fractures, revealing swaths of oozing flesh beneath.  She falls to the ground, shrinking and screaming, clawing at the ground as her talons tear from her fingers and her bones break.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Srinoja shatters, cracks spidering across her form as crystalline panes fall upward, evaporating.  She clutches her head and wails, reflections of reflections beating against her and winding across her form, a multitude of breaks in the image revealing a haggard Gnome.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;The rend billows as if caught in a strong wind, and begins to close, the edges coming together with flashes of corruscating flashes of light.  Several thick pseudopods surge through the rend and arcing high, slam into the ground nearby!  They pulsate, sending thick globs of unknown material into the land!  The golden light batters them down, but they remain in place for several long seconds before shattering into rapidly dispersing smoke.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;The form of Jeihrem begins to shrink, flames billowing from the gaps in his armor.  Rearing back on his knees, he stares at the offshore Oshu&#039;k&#039;et, and thrusts a hand into the air.  A bilious purple mist begins to gather above his head, flickering with thick worms, squirming violently as they die in the golden light streaming from the sky. Beneath the barrier, Jeihrem stands, and takes a step towards the shoreline.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;The light continues to rain down from the skies, and gaps in Jeihrem&#039;s barrier begin to form.  As the light shines through these gaps, Jeihrem is pushed downward, visibly struggling against an extreme weight, his armor groaning as it deforms in places.  He strides towards the Oshu&#039;k&#039;et offshore, a barrage of electricity, lava javalins, panjandrums and mangonel fire slowing his progress, and reaches a gauntleted hand as he nears the vessel.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;Slamming down to one knee, Jeihrem continues to struggle against the weight above as it streams through his failing barrier.  He pulls his hand back, and ribbons of shadow begin to gather in his cupped palm, hissing and dripping with malevolence.  The shadow tightens into an orb, snapping with no-color flashes, and Jeihrem pivots his shoulders, ready to attack! &#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Several volleys from the Aloof Gannet, the Oshu&#039;k&#039;et, and the assembled weapons strike simultaneously, knocking Jeihrem back slightly, the now crackling orb in his hand vibrating with violence.  Several large gaps in the barrier overhead begin to widen, knocking Jeihrem&#039;s arm to the ground, causing the orb to dissipate.  Jeihrem is once again slammed to the ground!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Jeihrem reaches for the Oshu&#039;k&#039;et, but his gauntlet and vambraces being to melt, glowing red hot.  Jeihrem roars, an otherworldy bellow, a challenge to all gathered, a call to arms to those beyond the rend.  You hear them clamoring, pushing against the oppressive weight, and the rend begins to unfurl once again.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Jeihrem suddenly explodes into vaporous black ichor, a whirlwind of ooze, and streams towards the writhing form of Sivroch, enveloping her and looping upward towards the manor.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;As the golden light continues to stream downward, the rend in reality closes buckles once more, and closes completely, the summoned nightmares scattering to ash.  Above the manor, a thick maisma gathers, flaring against the righteous weight of the light.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;Several large orbs of bone are launched into the sky, exploding into a cloud of jagged shrapnel that begins to rain down on the shoreline!  As the bone shrapnel falls, impacts travel from the beach to the water, tiny puffs of sand and rock exploding upward, moving onto a line of ripples as the waves are churned by impacts.  The Oshu&#039;k&#039;et is caught in the blast, the wood of the prow splintering and the sails shredded.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;As the weapon aboard the Oshu&#039;k&#039;et shatters, the golden light begins to dim, the righteous weight to lessen.  The manor stands, enveloped in a purple mist, the beaches littered with flesh, bones, and streaks of ichor.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;An ornithopter suddenly takes to the skies, a Gnome pilot falling from the ascending vehicle as it races for the Aloof Gannet. You are able to make out what appears to be the remains of Srinoja at the controls. Moments after the ornithopter arrives at the airship, a hairline fracture in reality spiders outward like a broken mirror for a moment, and then suddenly vanishes.  The airship turns for the open sea and flies away.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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== Kauga&#039;s Slaying of the Kraken ==&lt;br /&gt;
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== Barricades ==&lt;br /&gt;
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== Shrine of Aluna ==&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|look}} {{tt|shrine}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: This large turtle was carved from a single slab of basalt, the shell serving as an altar.  The remnants of many sacrifices over the years, combined with untold years of submersion, have left anemones and coral polyps clinging to crevasses carved into the polished stone.  In the back of the turtle&#039;s shell, a large crescent moon sits engraved in recess, serving as a bowl in which sacrifices to [[Aluna]] could have been placed when this was actively used.  You believe you can {{com|study}} the shrine to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;
: There appears to be something written on it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|study}} {{tt|shrine}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You believe you could {{com|pray}} to the Immortals at this shrine or {{com|clean}} it to assist in its consecration.  You observe that it is dedicated to [[Aluna]], a Goddess of the [[Merelew]] -- as such, you are unsure if your prayers will be heard.  Still, there is no mistaking the unique Holiness of the shrine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|read}} {{tt|shrine}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: A basalt shrine reads:&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;quot;The seas are kept in her embrace, for she is the moonlight streaming through the kelp on the ocean floor, the silvery moon-kissed crests of waves in the dark.  [[Aluna]] is of the [[Merelew]], and as we are of her, we must keep her faith, hold her in our hearts.  Only in faith can we be of the water, the wave returning to the sea that it may once again strike upon the shore.  If [[Merelew]] forget [[Aluna]], the wave is lost.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|focus}} {{tt|shrine}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You focus your magical senses on a basalt shrine carved into the shape of a turtle.&lt;br /&gt;
: This shrine appears to have a lingering pattern of old Holy magic, enabled by interaction with intervention of the Immortals.  You sense that, for a brief duration, this is a location where the gods will return the dead.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|pray}} {{tt|shrine}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You approach the basalt shrine, unsure of how the Merelew pray to Aluna.  Kneeling for a moment, you settle yourself before the shrine, quietly whispering a devotional passage.  Though your words are not specific to Aluna&#039;s will, your meaning appears clear enough as you utter a quiet plea to the Immortals to maintain the serenity within this cave below this cursed island long forlorn by the Immortals.&lt;br /&gt;
: You believe you have been heard, and you have done some good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|clean}} {{tt|shrine}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You begin to wash the shrine using a handful of the nearby water.&lt;br /&gt;
: You believe you have done some good.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Magnetic Ballista ==&lt;br /&gt;
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== Cages aboard the Aloof Gannet ==&lt;br /&gt;
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{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=The Aloof Gannet, Firing Platform&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=Slung below the ornithopter deck, this narrow causeway runs the length of the airship to provide clearance for the docking emplacements.  The wind is fierce, whipping chaotically, and the constant buzzing of the banyakea drones in irregular timing.  The deck expands to the fore and aft, featuring a pair of strange metal cages mounted at both ends.  You also see a pair of metal cages mounted into the fore and aft of the deck.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious paths: up.&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|look}} {{tt|cages}}:&lt;br /&gt;
:  Made of alternating sheets of oravir and steel, the cages appear to be mounted halfway into the deck and secured by thick bands of rubber.  As you examine the pair, a small voice comes from within the aft cage calls out, &amp;quot;Hey, STUDY or FOCUS on me to learn more, but do something, I&#039;m getting bored!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|study}} {{tt|cages}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Mounted halfway into the deck and secured by thick bands of rubber, the fore and aft cages appear to be some sort of electrical focusing devices, seemingly meant to isolate immense charge within.  A rather thick copper needle seems to be affixed to a track, allowing a spotter to direct the forces when ready.  You believe you could POINT the needles at the ground forces, or WAVE it to the aerial forces.  You also believe you could KNOCK on the cages in recognition of their inhabitants.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|focus}} {{tt|cages}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: The cages themselves have no magical pattern, though electricity crackles along their surface.  Within, you detect an even greater charge, though packed into diminutive forms.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|point}} {{tt|cages}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Picking the aft cage, you grab the copper needle and click it off the track so it may move freely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;quot;Well les go les go, aim that sucker already!&amp;quot; comes a clearly drunk voice from within the cage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: You aim the needle at the assembled monstrosities below, and clicking it into place, you slap one of the oravir plates on the side of the cage twice to alert the inhabitant that the needle is ready.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: From within the cage a voice calls out, &amp;quot;*Urp*, right then, lets show them LIGHTNING!&amp;quot; followed by an oddly resonant humming.  The cage begins to crackle with electrical energy, the voice within reaches a crescendo, and suddenly, a massive fork of twisting electricity discharges along the firing needle, raking across a stretch of the beach below!  A slight hiccup can be heard from the cage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX aims the needle on the aft cage, and a massive discharge of electricity blasts outward, raking the beach below!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|point}} {{tt|cages}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Picking the fore cage, you grab the copper needle and click it off the track so it may move freely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;quot;Aim true, and we will strike down these abominations,&amp;quot; comes a calm voice from within the cage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: You aim the needle at the assembled monstrosities below, and clicking it into place, you slap one of the oravir plates on the side of the cage twice to alert the inhabitant that the aiming needle is ready.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: From within the cage, a voice calls out, &amp;quot;Stand clear, XXXX, this will be loud.&amp;quot; followed by an oddly resonant humming.  The cage begins to crackle with electrical energy, the voice within reaches a crescendo, and suddenly, a massive fork of twisting electricity discharges along the firing needle, raking across a stretch of the beach below!  Within the cage, you hear a calm, steadying breath slowly held and slowly released.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX aims the needle on the aft cage, and a massive discharge of electricity blasts outward, raking the beach below!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|wave}} {{tt|cages}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Picking the aft cage, you grab the copper needle and click it off the track so it may move freely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;quot;SHOOT THE SKIES HA HA HA!&amp;quot; comes a clearly drunk voice from within the cage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: You aim the needle at the assembled monstrosities flying around and clicking it into place, you slap one of the oravir plates on the side of the cage twice to alert the inhabitant that the aiming needle is ready.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: From within the cage, a voice calls out, &amp;quot;Easy, easy, too loud...  Ugh, headache,&amp;quot; followed by an oddly resonant humming.  The cage begins to crackle with electrical energy, the voice within reaches a crescendo, and suddenly, a massive fork of twisting electricity discharges along the firing needle, branching into the skies and bouncing along a swarm of banyakea!  A groaning belch can be heard from the cage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX aims the needle on the aft cage, and a massive discharge of electricity blasts the skies, catching a swarm of banyakea!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|wave}} {{tt|cages}}:&lt;br /&gt;
:Picking the fore cage, you grab the copper needle and click it off the track so it may move freely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;quot;Aim true, and we will clear the skies,&amp;quot; comes a calm voice from within the cage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: You aim it at the assembled monstrosities flying around and clicking it into place, you slap one of the oravir plates on the side of the cage twice to alert the inhabitant that the aiming needle is ready.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: From within the cage, a voice calls out, &amp;quot;Ready XXXX, we&#039;ll catch as many as we can get,&amp;quot; followed by an oddly resonant humming.  The cage begins to crackle with electrical energy, the voice within reaches a crescendo, and suddenly, a massive fork of twisting electricity discharges along the firing needle, branching into the skies and bouncing along a swarm of banyakea!  Within the cage, you hear a calm, steadying breath slowly held and released.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX aims the needle on the aft cage, and a massive discharge of electricity blasts the skies, catching a swarm of banyakea!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|knock}} {{tt|cages}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Picking the aft cage, you knock on one of the oravir plates on the side of the cage.  You hear the sound of someone deeply gulping down a drink, and a voice calls out &amp;quot;Yeah, I get it, I&#039;m ready, I&#039;m ready!  Voice refreshed, courage imbibed, evil to zapity zapzap zapperzap, heh...  Zap.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: The voice trails off in slight giggles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX knocks on the side of the cage and listens to a small voice within.  XXXX smirks and steps back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|knock}} {{tt|cages}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Picking the fore cage, you knock on one of the oravir plates on the side of the cage.  You hear the sound of someone breathing deeply and humming softly, and a voice calls out &amp;quot;Yes XXXX, I am ready to bring lightning to our foes.  Aim true for the skies or the beach, we will strike them down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Within the cage, you hear a calm, steadying breath slowly held and slowly released.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Others see:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
: XXXX knocks on the side of the cage and listens to a small voice within.  XXXX nods and steps back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Panjandrums ==&lt;br /&gt;
{{RoomDescription&lt;br /&gt;
|roomname=Basalt Isle, Overlook&lt;br /&gt;
|desc=The entire island is visible from this small overlook, the jagged basalt spines jutting from the sea to the east while huge cracks run through the island&#039;s center to create dark, gaping chasms.  An ominous-looking castle can be seen far to the west at the top of a towering cliff, while a small fishing village huddles far below it.  Very little greenery pierces the flat grey landscape, and the sea appears harsh and unforgiving at every horizon.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You also see some Gnomish panjandrums made of massive kertig discs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious paths: south.&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|look}} {{tt|panjandrum}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: A deployment of panjandrums, each are a medley of freely swiveling Gnomish parts sandwiched between two massive kertig discs.  A series of gear exchanges hold the central block of gears and pistons.  Mounted on braces, some of the panjandrums inner blocks are spinning at immense speeds, while others are awaiting activation.  A crew of Gnomish engineers work on the panjandrums, assembling more as each is fired, each looking slightly terrified.  You believe you could {{com|STUDY}} the panjandrums to learn more.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|study}} {{tt|panjandrum}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You believe you could {{com|SPIN}} the panjandrums to bring one up to speed, {{com|PUSH}} the panjandrums to aim one for the beach battle or {{com|PULL}} to aim for Jeihrem&#039;s manor, and {{com|YANK}} the panjandrums to loose one on the targets!&lt;br /&gt;
: Roundtime: 10 sec.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|spin}} {{tt|panjandrum}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You nod to one of the engineers and he points you to a crank in one of the panjandrums.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;quot;Get it up to speed and stand clear when it&#039;s moving on its own.  You&#039;ll know what I mean.&amp;quot; he says, backing away and folding a protective guard over his face.  You spin the crank, and the boxlike contraption sandwiched between the kertig discs begins to rotate, faster and faster.  After some time, you tire, unable to continue, and the center portion gradually slows and stops.&lt;br /&gt;
: Roundtime: 10 sec.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|spin}} {{tt|panjandrum}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You nod to one of the engineers, and he points you to a crank in one of the panjandrums.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;quot;Get it up to speed and stand clear when it&#039;s moving on its own.  You&#039;ll know what I mean.&amp;quot; he says, backing away and folding a protective guard over his face.  You spin the crank, and the boxlike contraption sandwiched between the kertig discs begins to rotate, faster and faster.  Suddenly, a series of interlocking gears sequentially engages with a loud *snap*.  Several pistons begin to hiss and churn, and the center portion blurs as it spins beyond your efforts.  You release the crank and back up, the twin wheels vibrating as the center spins!&lt;br /&gt;
: Roundtime: 10 sec.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|push}} {{tt|panjandrum}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You step up to a panjandrum and look around for a means to aim the massive weapon.  An engineer points to the swiveling braces the panjandrums are mounted on, and smoothly pulls a small metal pin from an interlock, nodding to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;quot;You can reposition the wheel-rails, but be sure to keep your fingers clear: the gears can pinch.&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Carefully pushing the massive kertig disc, keeping your fingers well clear of the inside track, you push the panjandrum around slightly so it is aiming at the beach.  Satisfied it is positioned properly, you nod to the engineer, who inserts the metal pin back into the interlock.&lt;br /&gt;
: Roundtime: 10 sec.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|pull}} {{tt|panjandrum}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You step up to a panjandrum and look around for a means to aim the massive weapon.  An engineer points to the swiveling braces the panjandrums are mounted on, and smoothly pulls a small metal pin from an interlock, nodding to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: &amp;quot;You can reposition the wheel-rails, but be sure to keep your fingers clear: the gears can pinch.&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Carefully pushing the massive kertig disc, keeping your fingers well clear of the inside track, you push the panjandrum around slightly so it is aiming at Jeihrem&#039;s manor.  Satisfied it is positioned properly, you nod to the engineer, who inserts the metal pin back into the interlock.&lt;br /&gt;
: Roundtime: 10 sec.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|yank}} {{tt|panjandrum}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You approach the panjandrum looking for a means to loose the weapon, and an engineer begins to backpedal quickly, hiding behind a protective barrier as he shouts, &amp;quot;Give the firing chain a sharp tug, and stand clear!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: You notice the thick glaes chain and grabbing it firmly, you give it a sharp yank.  Several things happen at once!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: A deafening *crack* comes from the panjandrum as a series of pressure plates engages the inner track of the kertig discs, transferring the immense momentum of the rapidly spinning interior portion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Sparks begin to fly from the center portion, leaving a radiant trail as the panjandrum races forward, churning dirt and debris in its wake!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: The engineer peeks around the barrier and gives you a thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;
: Roundtime: 10 sec.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|yank}} {{tt|panjandrum}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You approach the panjandrum looking for a means to loose the weapon, and an engineer begins to backpedal quickly, hiding behind a protective barrier as he shouts, &amp;quot;Give the firing chain a sharp tug, and stand clear!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: You notice the thick glaes chain and grabbing it firmly, you give it a sharp yank.  Several things happen at once!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: A deafening *crack* comes from the panjandrum as a series of pressure plates engages the inner track of the kertig discs, transferring the immense momentum of the rapidly spinning interior portion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: The pressure plates and gears along the inner track begin to glow red hot as the panjandrum races forward, bouncing along the ground violently!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: The engineer peaks around the barrier, eyebrows raised high in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;
: Roundtime: 10 sec.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Sivroch&#039;s Cocoon ==&lt;br /&gt;
The cocoon quivers, and with a loud cracking sheds a swath of thick spiny plating, which falls to ground and melts into hissing ichor.  Through the gap, you see the internal membrane blossom with an unnatural reddish glow, an unrecognizable form writhing within. Several creatures along the cocoon scuttle over to the broken section, and spreading their limbs, melt into the surface, patching the gap.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The cocoon bristles, and three patches of boney plating flare red with spiraling symbols.  A braid of vaguely visible tendrils spiral from the harrowed chasm, arcing high and slamming into the cocoon, attaching to the illuminated patches.  Growing opaque, the tendrils appear to be made of small crystal worms writhing around one another, and seem very wrong and unnatural.  After a moment, the tendril fades, and the cocoon looks somehow enforced.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The cocoon shudders, and several spines branch and grow dramatically, erupting in multiple directions and bristling with hostility.  Thin pseudopods worm from between the spines and seem to taste the air, tapping the ground around the cocoon, probing for something.  After a long moment, the pseudopods snap back into the cocoon, the spines shiver, merge, and retract, and the cocoon seems to be oriented in a new direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The cocoon shudders, and several spines branch and grow dramatically, erupting in multiple directions and bristling with hostility.  Thin pseudopods worm from between the spines and seem to taste the air, tapping the ground around the cocoon, probing for something.  After a long moment, the pseudopods snap back into the cocoon, the spines shiver, merge, and retract, and the cocoon seems to be oriented in a new direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The cocoon emits a low grinding and several tentacles at the base thicken and twist.  With peristalsic motion, the tentacles bring several large globules of material upward into the cocoon.  Several spines and boney plates shift slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The cocoon shudders, and several spines branch and grow dramatically, erupting in multiple directions and bristling with hostility.  Thin pseudopods worm from between the spines and seem to taste the air, tapping the ground around the cocoon, probing for something.  After a long moment, the pseudopods snap back into the cocoon, the spines shiver, merge, and retract, and the cocoon seems to be oriented in a new direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The cocoon quivers, and with a loud cracking sheds a swath of thick spiny plating, which falls to ground and melts into hissing ichor.  Through the gap, you see the internal membrane blossom with an unnatural reddish glow, an unrecognizable form writhing within. Several creatures along the cocoon scuttle over to the broken section, and spreading their limbs, melt into the surface, patching the gap.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The creatures scuttling over its surface twitch and fall to the ground, dead, melting into nothingness, and the armored plates and spines twitch and vibrate, sloughing off the surface of the cocoon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A spray of ichor erupts from the base of the cocoon, trapping you in a sticky mess of evaporating, oily, slime.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Several tentacles from the base of the cocoon pull free of the ground and writhe madly around the area, knocking everyone off their feet.  The tentacles rapidly dissolve into nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A large claw with three razor-sharp talons presses against the inside of the exposed membrane of the cocoon.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The claw continues to press against the side of the cocoon, raking against the smooth interior of the membrane for purchase.  The membrane begins to tear, oozing murky fluid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tearing the membrane further, a second claw continues to scramble against the cocoons membrane.  A third claw joins the struggle.  A fourth.  A fifth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The membrane tears wide, and a monstrous creature tumbles outward, unfolding long muscular limbs covered in reinforced boney plates, etched and carved with glowing symbols and patterns.  Seven gleaming blue eyes with double slit pupils glare from within a helm of dense quills, and a slow rumble emerges from the creatures throat.  Five long tentacles sprout from the creatures back, terminating in triple talons, and stretching languidly, they slam into the ground and lift her high into the air.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She surveys the area, taking stock of everyone assembled, and unhinging her maw, the Monstrosity Sivroch, Abomination of the Profane, roars in challenge.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Sanyu Aes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|touch}} {{tt|weapon}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Reaching for the weapon, you touch the orb and extend your magical senses, viewing the developing pattern of spiraling order churning around the platform.  You deftly arrange some of the drifting patterns, nudging them back into place.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|lean}} {{tt|weapon}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Leaning forward, you pour yourself into the billowing order churning around the weapon.  Wisps of silvery light flow from your hands, coalescing into an ordered pattern.  Radiating circles unfurl and exact tridecagons snap into place, and the design continues to develop.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{com|pull}} {{tt|weapon}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: Grasping hold of the designs, you clench your fist and pull, reinforcing the patterns, binding them more tightly around the weapon&#039;s core.  The gaps in the ordered lines of the pattern shrink, and the overall structure becomes increasingly robust and indomitable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Khoheke waves his hand, and the holy streamer flickers slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Khoheke closes his eyes, faint hair-like wisps of light billowing off his form and wrapping around unseen lines and forms stretching throughout the area, centered around Sanyu Aes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The weapon thrums with life, several rods sliding along their swivels around the orb, which begins to softly glow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Golden flashes of light flicker around the base of the weapon, pure and righteous, though somewhat disordered.&lt;br /&gt;
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Expanding lines of golden light writhe around the weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
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The lines of golden light bend into wide arcs, forming concentric circles around the base of the weapon, ordered and exact.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
An expanding series of circles continue to form around the weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The lines of golden light continue building around the weapon, loops and repeating angles expanding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A few gaps appear in the rotating pattern.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The lines of golden light snap into place, filling gaps and weaving external structures into the larger body, overlapping circles, angles, billowing loops arranging themselves in increasingly complex patterns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The pattern continues to rotate, individual elements aligning in new and complex ways.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The pattern stretches, circles overlaying squares overlaying octagons composed of billowing triangles, each swirling and glowing with pulsating brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The orb glistens, glowing brighter and brighter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Khoheke&#039;s form begins to waver, white-silvery light overtaking his features.  As he fades from view, a spectral form leaves his body and hovers above the ground, arms wide, a missing left hand the only distinguishing feature.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter shudders, streaking sideways, a thick brushstroke of light siphoning into the building pattern.  The specter appears diminished, though his eyes begin to burn.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke shouts, &amp;quot;We must expand the pattern.  PULL on the weapon!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The writhing pattern blossoms further, ordered geometric forms seamlessly stacked on increasingly complex weaves, the intersections complex and demanding, the whole solid, greater than each component part.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter begins to move components of the pattern, moving a circle aside, bending a section to make space, replacing the circle.  Some movements appear too quickly to follow as he rotates shapes into three dimensions, orbs and cubes and pyramids radiating from the central spiraling design.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke shouts, &amp;quot;Again, expand the pattern with me, PULL on the weapon!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The pattern expands and contracts, as if breathing, a large circle encompassing the perimeter, connecting to a dozen smaller circles, which in turn are connected to more complex geometries, each rotating and spiraling into the core of the weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You feel it, the undeniable weight building.  It begins as a gentle pressure pushing you first away then towards the weapon.  Though it is uncomfortable, it is somehow reassuring.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke shouts, &amp;quot;We will be the aegis!  The beacon forms!  Energize the pattern!  LEAN on the weapon!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The pattern flares with brilliance, blinding light swirling and involuting, snapping between two and three dimensional forms.  The orb within the weapon roars like the sun, the kertig bars glowing red hot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Grasping the pattern with his hand and hook, the specter of Khoheke wavers for a moment as his form flows downward, merging with the orb at the center of the pattern.  The kertig bars begin to spark, casting impurities and oxides from their surface.&lt;br /&gt;
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The specter of Khoheke shouts, &amp;quot;Light the beacon!  LEAN on the weapon!  We will right this space.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The pattern churns with blinding speed and radiant light, a whirlpool of structure and order, and you brace yourself, holding your shield arm forward, your right leg back, bounding the pattern, confining it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As one, the group braces against the pattern, and you feel the righteous refusal of the beacon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke shouts, &amp;quot;The pattern slips, TOUCH the weapon to reinforce it!  We will expunge the defilers!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Razor-edged vertices spin faster and faster, and the pressure becomes almost unbearable.  You dig deep within your soul, shift your right leg slightly and press forward, your shield arm aching with the effort.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke shouts, &amp;quot;It is nearly complete!  LEAN on the weapon to energize the pattern!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The pattern erupts with light, orbs twinkling in and out of existence in a constant, ordered sequence, racing faster and faster around the structure.  Leaving blurred streamers behind as the thick lines spiral and twist, the pattern races faster and faster, glowing brighter and brighter.  Law reaffirms, expunging deviations.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Several things happen at once -&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke begins to scream.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The pattern explodes with a deafening rumble, and the air takes on a silvery-golden hue.  You stagger a moment, pressed backwards by a heavy weight, indominable, undeniable, absolutely correct and righteous.  You feel it with a certainty, the coda of this place, full of manipulations and errors, alterations and injustices, and your soul explodes, rewriting and revising, correcting the imbalances.  The beacon burns outward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Streamers of golden lines rain down gently, blossoming into ribbons of exact starbursts and spirals.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke continues to scream.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke shouts, &amp;quot;Maintain the beacon!  LEAN on the weapon!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke blurs, funneling into the pattern.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You continue to feel a crushing, undeniable weight forcing you backwards, but it is comforting, familiar, necessary.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The beacon roars, golden light cascading from the skies, eradicating and expunging.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The beacon roars, golden light cascading with clean lines and sharp edges, and it pours forth, shackling the future with its righteous refusal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke shouts, &amp;quot;Reinforce the pattern!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The beacon roars, golden light raining from the skies, rewriting and commanding compliance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The beacon roars, golden light cascading with clean lines and sharp edges, and it pours forth, evaporating the growing form with its righteous refusal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The beacon roars, golden light cascading from the skies, eradicating and expunging.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke blurs, funneling into the pattern.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A hail of jagged bone slams into the area, the staccato beat raining destruction on the platform!  The weapon is slammed from the firing platform base, the collected energies discharging into the kertig bars!  The pattern disperses without the anchor of Sanyu Aes, the various rods and lenses snapping and slagging.  The righteous weight dissipates.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You raise your shield and dive to protect Khoheke, the shards of bone colliding harmlessly above.  All the Paladins present do the same, each of you forming a steel ceiling while the Necromantic barrage continues.  After it passes, you lower your shield, content that you have protected Khoheke in his moment of vulnerability.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The specter of Khoheke snaps together, and falls to the ground, vanishing into the prone form of an unconscious S&#039;Kra!  The golden rain ceases, the perfect order no longer a comforting weight.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Smoke Escape ==&lt;br /&gt;
An escape mechanism that took individuals to the center of the event space, alive or dead.&lt;br /&gt;
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{{com|dance}} {{tt|smoke}}:&lt;br /&gt;
: You begin to twitch with involuntary movement, spasmodically crawling towards the Harrowed Chasm, lurching towards the gap between the ridges of basalt, towards the mass of Jeihrem&#039;s forces, compelled in a choreic burst into something resembling an unholy dance!&lt;br /&gt;
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== Event Logs ==&lt;br /&gt;
{{cat|Events}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
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|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]] during the [[Basalt Isle Raid|invasion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Generated_Portraits&amp;diff=595109</id>
		<title>Generated Portraits</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Generated_Portraits&amp;diff=595109"/>
		<updated>2022-09-05T08:49:22Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Character / NPC */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;==Character / NPC==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=&amp;quot;wikitable sortable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|WikiTitle&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Caption&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|URL/Style&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Engine&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Author(s)&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Agonar]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[NPC] Crossing Barbarian Guild Leader&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/a3a0bd19-3a73-48fa-a482-a343cd27f1f2/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Briarleigh]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Prydaen Thief&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1014301550111371325/1015043044451557386/Morvetan_anthropomorphic_cat_thunder_cats_cheetara_assassins_cr_2b576f9c-ce9a-4602-9d2e-91707cf4a88f.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Morvetan]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Collain]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/c1999ea1-cd01-448a-a226-61e88b3276a9/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Dantia]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1013877014119329893/1013939068880568410/unknown.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Dantia]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Greyhallow]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1013877014119329893/1014392185908629555/greyhallow.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Midjourney + Overpainting]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Greyhallow]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Gyfford]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[NPC] Baron of Therengia&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/1c864ee5-aaa7-4eb4-b009-a7f528290ae4/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Inneth]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/1e330a1b-00ff-48ea-a52e-9848e3eb5b83/grid_0.png Portrait 1],[https://mj-gallery.com/99d24ad7-2d03-445a-9d33-1a3874116319/grid_0.png 2]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Inneth]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Kaldean]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Moon Mage&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/d962ffcf-5128-49aa-981b-41f110c73d91/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Kalderen]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Warrior Mage&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/662662f4-6664-4475-ac88-ab0052a7c9ce/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Madigan]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1013877014119329893/1014010909959651398/unknown.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Dantia]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Malkien]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/8961edca-f2d0-48d1-98e7-dd2f0b1ed061/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Meradyce]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Trader&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/0fb2f959-8515-4b85-8154-f1cdfa2e2b32/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Nefis]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://elanthipedia.play.net/File:Nefis.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Nefis]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/8229c9a7-7df8-4c19-8377-d290b9b73066/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Reiku]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://elanthipedia.play.net/images/7/7a/Reiku.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Reiku]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Remyngton]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://elanthipedia.play.net/images/7/70/Remy.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Remyngton]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rifkinn]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/b598aad9-b8f7-42cf-b2ca-355db5b8e0e8/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rileos]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/c171bb1a-b4db-4c63-ab9a-79d340858d86/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Ruecolle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://i.imgur.com/BXTva8t.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Ruecolle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Deathsmith, a Gor&#039;Tog Barbarian&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/f5a9feda-b496-45b7-a4ee-061561f46cc8/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Tambellis]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Elven Bard&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1002184451087937616/1014793569413894144/tambfinalport.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Tambellis]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Tankata]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/e72ada38-e20c-4c14-a24d-7cc38c489f82/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Waydren]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Ranger&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/7f494f35-d796-4241-893d-6722c8b612aa/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[T&#039;Kiel]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[NPC] Steelclaw Clan Barbarian Guild Leader&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/97c78663-6cab-477f-aa2d-c8568d421a8b/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Verika]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[NPC] Crossing Paladin Guild Leader&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://i.imgur.com/4JM3fn8.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Tambellis]]&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Misc==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=&amp;quot;wikitable sortable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Caption&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|URL/Style&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Engine&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Author(s)&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Barbarian Inner-Fire&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/f547abe2-7dc8-4f20-bf16-14bdac020ac0/grid_0.png Concept]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Swimming the Moat!&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/88675930-a00c-4952-a462-c0190c7de6dc/grid_0.png] Concept]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Generated_Portraits&amp;diff=595108</id>
		<title>Generated Portraits</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Generated_Portraits&amp;diff=595108"/>
		<updated>2022-09-05T08:46:16Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Character / NPC */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;==Character / NPC==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=&amp;quot;wikitable sortable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|WikiTitle&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Caption&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|URL/Style&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Engine&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Author(s)&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Agonar]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[NPC] Crossing Barbarian Guild Leader&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/a3a0bd19-3a73-48fa-a482-a343cd27f1f2/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Briarleigh]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Prydaen Thief&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1014301550111371325/1015043044451557386/Morvetan_anthropomorphic_cat_thunder_cats_cheetara_assassins_cr_2b576f9c-ce9a-4602-9d2e-91707cf4a88f.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Morvetan]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Collain]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/c1999ea1-cd01-448a-a226-61e88b3276a9/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Dantia]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1013877014119329893/1013939068880568410/unknown.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Dantia]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Greyhallow]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1013877014119329893/1014392185908629555/greyhallow.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Midjourney + Overpainting]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Greyhallow]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Gyfford]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[NPC] Baron of Therengia&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/1c864ee5-aaa7-4eb4-b009-a7f528290ae4/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Inneth]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/1e330a1b-00ff-48ea-a52e-9848e3eb5b83/grid_0.png Portrait 1],[https://mj-gallery.com/99d24ad7-2d03-445a-9d33-1a3874116319/grid_0.png 2]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Inneth]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Kaldean]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Moon Mage&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/d962ffcf-5128-49aa-981b-41f110c73d91/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Kalderen]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Warrior Mage&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/662662f4-6664-4475-ac88-ab0052a7c9ce/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Madigan]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1013877014119329893/1014010909959651398/unknown.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Dantia]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Malkien]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/8961edca-f2d0-48d1-98e7-dd2f0b1ed061/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Meradyce]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Trader&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/0fb2f959-8515-4b85-8154-f1cdfa2e2b32/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Nefis]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|[Nefis]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Nefis]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Cleric&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/8229c9a7-7df8-4c19-8377-d290b9b73066/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Reiku]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://elanthipedia.play.net/images/7/7a/Reiku.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Reiku]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Remyngton]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://elanthipedia.play.net/images/7/70/Remy.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Remyngton]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rifkinn]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/b598aad9-b8f7-42cf-b2ca-355db5b8e0e8/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rileos]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/c171bb1a-b4db-4c63-ab9a-79d340858d86/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Ruecolle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://i.imgur.com/BXTva8t.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Ruecolle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Deathsmith, a Gor&#039;Tog Barbarian&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/f5a9feda-b496-45b7-a4ee-061561f46cc8/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Tambellis]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Elven Bard&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1002184451087937616/1014793569413894144/tambfinalport.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Tambellis]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Tankata]]&lt;br /&gt;
|&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/e72ada38-e20c-4c14-a24d-7cc38c489f82/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Waydren]]&lt;br /&gt;
| Human Ranger&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/7f494f35-d796-4241-893d-6722c8b612aa/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Rakkor]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[T&#039;Kiel]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[NPC] Steelclaw Clan Barbarian Guild Leader&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/97c78663-6cab-477f-aa2d-c8568d421a8b/grid_0.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Verika]]&lt;br /&gt;
|[NPC] Crossing Paladin Guild Leader&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://i.imgur.com/4JM3fn8.png Portrait]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Tambellis]]&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Misc==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=&amp;quot;wikitable sortable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Caption&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|URL/Style&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Engine&lt;br /&gt;
!style=&amp;quot;background-color:grey&amp;quot;|Author(s)&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Barbarian Inner-Fire&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/f547abe2-7dc8-4f20-bf16-14bdac020ac0/grid_0.png Concept]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Swimming the Moat!&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://mj-gallery.com/88675930-a00c-4952-a462-c0190c7de6dc/grid_0.png] Concept]&lt;br /&gt;
|[https://www.midjourney.com Midjourney]&lt;br /&gt;
|[[Sekmeht]]&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=595107</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-05T04:58:45Z</updated>

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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
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==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=595105</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-05T04:53:58Z</updated>

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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=595104</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=595104"/>
		<updated>2022-09-05T04:52:13Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=595103</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=595103"/>
		<updated>2022-09-05T04:51:34Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:Nefis.png|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<updated>2022-09-05T04:50:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=595101</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=595101"/>
		<updated>2022-09-05T04:49:37Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=595100</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-09-05T04:49:23Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:&amp;quot;C:\Users\jcree\Pictures\Saved Pictures\Nefis.png&amp;quot;|left]]&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=594703</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=594703"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:52:58Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]], taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=594702</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=594702"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:52:43Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Significant Events */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|442&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Separated from the service of the Lichlord Jeihrem, taking up residence in Ilithi.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=594701</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=594701"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:51:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Appearance */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=594700</id>
		<title>Nefis</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Nefis&amp;diff=594700"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:50:49Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Appearance */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see &#039;&#039;&#039;Nefis&#039;&#039;&#039; Mordael, Arcanist of Ilithi a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594699</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594699"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:45:47Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the [[demon|demonic]] entities have their own language, there is series of titles granted by the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] that hints at a dialect about which there is little known.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tallnah&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Tahl-Nah&#039;&#039;)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Yhtrin&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Yee-hit-rin&#039;&#039;)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Ershta&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Ersh-tah&#039;&#039;)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kachlemn&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;KaCH-lemN&#039;&#039;)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{cat|Languages,Demon}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594698</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594698"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:42:25Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the [[demon|demonic]] entities have their own language, there is series of titles granted by the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] that may or may not be hints at a language about which there is little known.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tallnah&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Tahl-Nah&#039;&#039;)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Yhtrin&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Yee-hit-rin&#039;&#039;)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Ershta&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Ersh-tah&#039;&#039;)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kachlemn&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;KaCH-lemN&#039;&#039;)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{cat|Languages,Demon}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594697</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594697"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:41:41Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the [[demon|demonic]] entities have their own language, there is series of titles granted by the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] that may or may not be hints at a language about which there is little known.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tallnah&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Tahl-Nah&#039;&#039;)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Yhtrin&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Yee-hit-rin&#039;&#039;)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Ershta&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Ersh-tah&#039;&#039;)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kachlemn&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;KaCH-lemN&#039;&#039;)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{cat|Languages,Demonic}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594696</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594696"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:39:12Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the [[demon|demonic]] entities have their own language, there is series of titles granted by the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] that may or may not be hints at a language about which there is little known.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tallnah&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Tahl-Nah&#039;&#039;)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Yhtrin&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Yee-hit-rin&#039;&#039;)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Ershta&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Ersh-tah&#039;&#039;)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kachlemn&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;KaCH-lemN&#039;&#039;)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594695</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594695"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:37:41Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the [[demon|demonic]] entities have their own language, there is a hidden dialect associated with the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] that may or may not be hints at this language that was released in the form of titles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tallnah&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Tahl-Nah&#039;&#039;)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Yhtrin&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Yee-hit-rin&#039;&#039;)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Ershta&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Ersh-tah&#039;&#039;)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kachlemn&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;KaCH-lemN&#039;&#039;)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594694</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594694"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:37:09Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the demonic entities have their own language, there is a hidden dialect associated with the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] that may or may not be hints at this language that was released in the form of titles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tallnah&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Tahl-Nah&#039;&#039;)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Yhtrin&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Yee-hit-rin&#039;&#039;)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Ershta&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Ersh-tah&#039;&#039;)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kachlemn&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;KaCH-lemN&#039;&#039;)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594693</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594693"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:36:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the demonic entities have their own language, there is a hidden dialect associated with the Lichlord Jeihrem that may or may not be hints at this language that was released in the form of titles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tallnah&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Tahl-Nah&#039;&#039;)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Yhtrin&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Yee-hit-rin&#039;&#039;)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Ershta&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;Ersh-tah&#039;&#039;)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kachlemn&#039;&#039;&#039; (&#039;&#039;KaCH-lemN&#039;&#039;)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594692</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594692"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:30:06Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the demonic entities have their own language, there is a hidden dialect associated with the Lichlord Jeihrem that may or may not be hints at this language that was released in the form of titles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Tallnah&#039;&#039;&#039; (Tahl-Nah)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Yhtrin&#039;&#039;&#039; (Yee-hit-rin)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Ershta&#039;&#039;&#039; (Ersh-tah)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Kachlemn&#039;&#039;&#039; (KaCH-lemN)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594691</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594691"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:28:26Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the demonic entities have their own language, there is a hidden dialect associated with the Lichlord Jeihrem that may or may not be hints at this language that was released in the form of titles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
```Tallnah``` (Tahl-Nah)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
```Yhtrin``` (Yee-hit-rin)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
```Ershta``` (Ersh-tah)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
```Kachlemn``` (KaCH-lemN)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594690</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594690"/>
		<updated>2022-08-30T05:28:00Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the demonic entities have their own language, there is a hidden dialect associated with the Lichlord Jeihrem that may or may not be hints at this language that was released in the form of titles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tallnah (Tahl-Nah)     - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yhtrin (Yee-hit-rin)   - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ershta (Ersh-tah)      - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kachlemn (KaCH-lemN)   - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=Demonic_Language&amp;diff=594689</id>
		<title>Demonic Language</title>
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		<updated>2022-08-30T05:27:44Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the demonic entities have their own language, there is a hidden dialect associated with the Lichlord Jeihrem that may or may not be hints at this language that was released in the form of titles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tallnah (Tahl-Nah)   - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yhtrin (Yee-hit-rin) - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ershta (Ersh-tah)    - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kachlemn (KaCH-lemN) - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<title>Demonic Language</title>
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		<updated>2022-08-30T05:27:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the demonic entities have their own language, there is a hidden dialect associated with the Lichlord Jeihrem that may or may not be hints at this language that was released in the form of titles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tallnah (Tahl-Nah) - Beginning of the End&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yhtrin (Yee-hit-rin) - Gatherer of Worth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ershta (Ersh-tah) - Theft of Knowledge&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kachlemn (KaCH-lemN) - Exile Bringer&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Demonic Language</title>
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		<updated>2022-08-30T05:27:01Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While it is only speculated that the demonic entities have their own language, there is a hidden dialect associated with the Lichlord Jeihrem that may or may not be hints at this language that was released in the form of titles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tallnah (Tahl-Nah) - Beginning of the End&lt;br /&gt;
Yhtrin (Yee-hit-rin) - Gatherer of Worth&lt;br /&gt;
Ershta (Ersh-tah) - Theft of Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;
Kachlemn (KaCH-lemN) - Exile Bringer&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Demonic Language</title>
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		<updated>2022-08-30T05:20:33Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Necro}}&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Necro}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Nefis</title>
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		<updated>2022-08-30T04:27:24Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: /* Logs */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{PC&lt;br /&gt;
|name=Nefis Mordael&lt;br /&gt;
|status=a&lt;br /&gt;
|race=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|guild=Necromancer&lt;br /&gt;
|instance=Prime&lt;br /&gt;
|toc=n&lt;br /&gt;
|assoc=Jeihrem, Sivroch&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see Arcanist Nefis Mordael, a Human.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis has an expansive scar winding across the forehead and terminating through the left eyebrow and dark baggy rings encircling exhausted amber eyes.  His black hair is shoulder length and fine with the left side shaved, and is worn pulled back in a multitude of beaded braids.  He has dark skin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be middle-aged.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His left palm has a tattoo of a crimson eye surrounded by a black sphere that almost obscures a circular scar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew, a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot, a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest, a reinforced leather raekhlo with a bejeweled silver knife and an abyssal quartz-inlaid athame hanging from it and a pair of polished black boots trimmed in white leather.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==About==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A brazenly unapologetic necromancer and acknowledged follower of the Lichlord Jeihrem, Nefis considers himself something of an expert on the demonic (or the Profane as he refers to them).  He has been known to be quite free about the nature of these entities and has often shared his opinions and research with many willing to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
  &lt;br /&gt;
When not attending to his own research, he has often been sighted attending philosophical and research related discussions.  Though his demeanor is most often that of a mild and curious scholar, he has been know be to fiercely protective (obsessively so) of things he sees as important to his personal goals.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Noteworthy Items==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a crimson caftan robe gold-stitched with a skeletal tree above an endless knot&lt;br /&gt;
:Expertly woven from lotusweave, this open-fronted robe has been meticulously embellished in golden thread with decorative esoteric symbols and spirals all along the edges, sleeve cuffs, and collar.  Centered on the back is an elaborately detailed depiction of a tree, its branches devoid of foliage, in a vaguely humanoid shape.  The root structure twists and turns, enveloping itself and forming a tightly woven infinity knot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a viciously-barbed midnight-blue ritual knife with a hilt wrapped in filthy bandages&lt;br /&gt;
:The makeshift ritual knife was made from the midnight-blue barb of some unknown creature.  Bandages, stained with blood and ichor, are wrapped around the base to create a grippable hilt.  Scored into the &amp;quot;blade&amp;quot; of the knife are the words &amp;quot;She Who Owns Our Souls shall break the gods themselves.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a knotted sinew-wrapped baldric buckled with a desiccated maw-like crest&lt;br /&gt;
:The blackened steel buckle is cast into the stylized symbol of a slashed double hex enclosed within a circle formed by gaping jaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Alteration:&#039;&#039;&#039; a sinuous multi-headed serpent amulet suspended from braided sinew&lt;br /&gt;
:Masterfully carved from demonbone, the serpent forms a twisted circle around a sideways diamond with a vertical line etched down the center.  Each head is intricately detailed with gaping maws nested within one another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Item:&#039;&#039;&#039; an enruned black shell talisman&lt;br /&gt;
:Most of the etchings are obscure, straining the eye and evoking a sense of menace lying in wait.  One, however, is conspicuously a triple-tined claw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Significant Events==&lt;br /&gt;
{|class=wikitable&lt;br /&gt;
!Year||Event&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|426&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully defended the Maelshyvean vessel [[Ciriasa]] from [[Osven]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|427&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Stole the Rumored “Crown of [[Zoluren]]” from [[Tirost]], but was thwarted in the attempt to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|428&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Attended the wedding preparation celebrations of Pakali and Urmira before the [[Hollow Eve Festival 428]] frequented by the donkey avatar of [[Saemaus]].  Spurned the God’s offering and was marked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|430&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Spoke against the use of the [[Philosopher&#039;s Knot]] on [[Maelshyve]].  Warned of unknown consequences.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|433&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || With the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]], successfully repelled the scouting party sent by the Rathan House [[Moglin]] to [[Basalt Isle]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|435&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Performed a study of the last known living [[Maelshyvean vessel]]; subject died as a result but yielded interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|436&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Was offered a chance at [[redemption]] by the immortal [[Tamsine]] during a ritual for the hearth and family.  Incapable of accepting failure in pursuit of his goals, Nefis refuses.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed House [[Moglin]] representatives during parley with Captain [[Srinoja]], a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Ambushed Commodore [[Khoheke]] in [[Kygar&#039;s Pub]], enabling Captain [[Srinoja]] to steal his keys.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Issued an ultimatum to the citizens of [[Ratha]] to turn over Commodore [[Khoheke]] and cease planning the invasion of [[Basalt Isle]].  Days later, called the ultimatum due.  For the denial, burned much of the wheat fields and parts of the city of [[Ratha]].  [[Banyakea]] from the Isle also attacked.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|437&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Unsuccessfully attempted to stop villagers from the [[Basalt Isle]] town of [[Jeihrem&#039;s Barrow]] from leaving with the House [[Moglin]] representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|438&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Used demonic ichor to contaminate most sources of drinking water in the city of [[Ratha]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|439&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Supported the Lichlord [[Jeihrem]] and the Mysteriarch [[Sivroch]] in defense of the [[Basalt Isle]]&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|441&amp;amp;nbsp;AV || Conducted an experimental necromantic ritual in an attempt to gain a combined perspective of the collective entity known as [[Bynaikae|the Manifold]].&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Logs==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20181217_Maelshyvean_Vessel]] - A return of one of Maelshyve&#039;s daughters. She takes our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190427_Intro_Demonology]] - A Lesson on Introductory Demonology--With a manifestation of the Manifold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20190524_Jeihrem_Audience]] - An Audience with Jeihrem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200809_Vessel_Dissection]] - A dissection of the last known Maelshyvean Vessel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20200812_Post-Dissection_Debrief]] - A Post-dissection Debrief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20210724_Sivroch]] - Pre-battle planning with a glimpse of the demonic Srinoja&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220514_Emissaries-Manifold]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Nefis/Logs/20220709_Great_Work-A_Dissection]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Nefis/Logs/20200812 Post-Dissection Debrief</title>
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		<updated>2022-08-30T04:26:46Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;RAIKIS: Created page with &amp;quot;&amp;gt;look&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; [Gorbesh Fortress, Firepit]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; Two iron rods ending in hooks are planted in the ground next to a sooty bowl-shaped depression. Judging from the trail of colorful sp...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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[Gorbesh Fortress, Firepit]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Two iron rods ending in hooks are planted in the ground next to a sooty bowl-shaped depression. Judging from the trail of colorful splats and splotches on the ground leading west to the mess hall, this is where the Gorbesh prepared their food. You also see a low beechwood cart with several things on it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Obvious paths: north, east, southeast, south, west.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Researcher Eyst just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst pulls down the hood of his cloak.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Eyst.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst nods politely to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Good evening.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst gives you a studious look, as if committing you to memory.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst asks, &amp;quot;Evening.. doing well?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I believe so...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst gets a fat orange book with clouds painted on the cover from inside his tinker&#039;s pack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst unlatches and opens his orange book.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst reads his orange book.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst closes his orange book, hooking back the latch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Nefis touches various points on his chest, examines his hands, and rubs his eyes, doing a thorough self-inventory.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;It&#039;s good you&#039;re well. I&#039;ll be honest and say I half expected you to be growing scales the next time we met.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Hopefully some more people show up. I&#039;ve made some assertions about what happened, and I&#039;d like to share them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Eyst.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I honestly don&#039;t know what to expect.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;How is your record of the dissection? Worth presentation?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;Ah, speaking about what happened. These are my notes and the account of it all as best I could describe.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst offers you a fat orange book with clouds painted on the cover. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I&#039;m afraid a lot of what happened from my point of view...was more in my mind than anything else.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You accept Eyst&#039;s offer and are now holding a fat orange book with clouds painted on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You unlatch and open your orange book.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You read page 1 of your orange book...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Written in ink are the words &amp;quot;Vessel Dissection Notes&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;I imagine. I expect the last portion of the account will be the most interesting for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Nefis skims the first page and then flips through it, noticing the detail.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;May I keep this? Or is this the original?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;Of course. I created that and a personal copy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I have a few more blanks books if you need them for transcribing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You bob a brief, respectful bow towards Eyst.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You close your orange book, hooking back the latch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You put your book in your leather sidebag.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unliving Truth Totenus just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst nods politely to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus nods to Eyst.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;I wonder...perhaps we could call an Empath to test some things?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Magistra Avareyna just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna curtsies to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You bob a brief, respectful bow towards Avareyna.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;If you believe them trustworthy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I would be interested to se if they can sense a change in me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Though they wouldn&#039;t be able to touch me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Perhaps a moon mage as well to look at my place on the web of fate.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks, &amp;quot;Who sis they?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;It may be interesting. Though it&#039;s a good point that at least the empaths senses were already likely to be overwhelmed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I think I have an empath coming.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;And perhaps a moon mage.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Yes, Moon mage and Empath coming.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;As you all know...I have been barred from...the location for this dissection. The proprietor did not appreciate what happened.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus chuckles at you!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I do not yet know how I will proceed with further studies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus asks, &amp;quot;I mean... do you think they would?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You look at Totenus and shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;I don&#039;t believe any of us expected what happened.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I do not think the results were as...impactful as they may have appeared.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says, &amp;quot;It was... remarkable.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Avareyna.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks you, &amp;quot;No voices?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Thats not how they communicate.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The faces on your scarf pause their chaotic motion to mouth the word &amp;quot;Unity&amp;quot; in unison.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says to you, &amp;quot;Not gonna lie, I expectd you to be a little less coherent by now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Its worth noting that Maelshyve is the only demon that I know of to communicate via words.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Painforged Melindrha just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smile at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Welcome.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Thank you for the invitation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst pulls the hood of his cloak up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;We are just awaiting the moon mage now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna pulls the hood of her longcoat up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Melindrha, &amp;quot;During our conversation before, you seemed less concerned with the societal impacts of research, so I thought I might seek your input on this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha laughs!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You scratch distractedly at your stubble.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I guess I should say, the personal societal impact.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;I do not give much for the opinion of the nosy neighbors that we all seem to end up with.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You glance up at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;At least the weather is good this time. It was poring rain for our last discussion here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says to Avareyna, &amp;quot;It takes a lot more than bits being destroyed for me to be shocked.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Melindrha, &amp;quot;To summarize, I performed a dissection, if you call it that, on on a maelshyvean vessel. She was quite alive as I took partsd.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna scratches her head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Questions now or after? Cause I now have some.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;These others were observers and took notes. Their experience was significantly different than mine, I&#039;d say.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Please wait...I&#039;m hoping the moon mage shows up soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says to Melindrha, &amp;quot;It was spectacular.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You hear the voice of Lagu say, &amp;quot;Good timing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;I like to ask before I start.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Speak of the devil.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says, &amp;quot;Sorry I&#039;m late. It was a rough Walk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot;As I just said to Melindrha here, to summarize, I performed a dissection, if you call it that, on on a maelshyvean vessel. She was quite alive as I took parts.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha asks Lagu, &amp;quot;Shall I, or would you like to hold the wounds?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to Melindrha, &amp;quot;I&#039;m saving them. Thank you for asking, however.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu cocks his head at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Avareyna makes knife jabs in the air.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;My intent was to use the vessel as an example of Profane corruption in which to compare the differences from normal elanthians.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I hadn&#039;t expected the word &amp;quot;she&amp;quot; to enter into it, though I suppose I shouldn&#039;t be surprised.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;She began as female and kept the general form of a human woman.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu frowns thoughtfully, nodding slowly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I had 4 things I wanted to determine. I believe I failed in all of them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Unfortunately, it ended less scientific than it began.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I think I spoiled that by not waiting for the handlers to keep her pinned before starting.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha winces.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;It was difficult to study. And though I was able to collect some parts that may elicit some more information, I am unsure yet.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Eyst, &amp;quot;Do you still have the specimens?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I suppose I had imagined more of a DISsection and less of a VIVIsection.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods to Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst asks, &amp;quot;Did you want to show them?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;If you have them, perhaps.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst gets a mahogany seaman&#039;s chest from inside his tinker&#039;s pack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says to you, &amp;quot;It seems you might of taken the Vessels place.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst opens his seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst offers you a mahogany seaman&#039;s chest. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Totenus, &amp;quot;I will get to that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You accept Eyst&#039;s offer and are now holding a mahogany seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks Totenus, &amp;quot;When&#039;s our turn to dissect?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;In the vials are specimens taken from the living vessel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus chuckles at Avareyna.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You offer your seaman&#039;s chest to Melindrha, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha has accepted your offer and is now holding a mahogany seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;If you&#039;d like to take a look.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha rummages through a mahogany seaman&#039;s chest with a frantic look of loss.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Any questions up to this point?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha gets an alchemist&#039;s glass beaker marked with white lines from inside her seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You glance at Melindrha, a female Halfling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Oh yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha asks, &amp;quot;With a person, destruction of specific parts results in death. Was it the same here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Some of the vials are empty as we were unable to finish.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha puts her beaker in her seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;Good specimens to have, though certainly can replace having seen the living thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Those samples did not lead to her death.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;Rather can&#039;t.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;One that may be irrelevant, impertinent, or both. I&#039;m not sure. This is not my field of expertise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha gets a small vial labeled &amp;quot;Vessel Hair&amp;quot; from inside her seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu asks you, &amp;quot;What is, or was, the name of the vessel? Is that known?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Melindrha tilts the vial from side to side, watching bits move)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot;I asked you to come for another point of view and ultimately your connection to Fate. I know how your kind sees our place in the web.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha puts her vial in her seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You shake your head at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha gets a small vial labeled &amp;quot;Vessel Fang&amp;quot; from inside her seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;You may find my views are not representative of my fellows&#039; apparent consensus.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;She did not say. Though at one point she did plead for her life...though I believe that was feigned to attempt to prey on our compassion.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha puts her vial in her seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha snorts, loudly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha offers you a mahogany seaman&#039;s chest. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You accept Melindrha&#039;s offer and are now holding a mahogany seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha asks, &amp;quot;Was the internal structure of the bones and joints, blood vessels, organs, etc consistent with that of what she had been before?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Lagu, &amp;quot;Did you wish to examine the parts?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;No, thank you. I wouldn&#039;t know what to look for. I am no anatomist.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Melindrha, &amp;quot;For the most part. I was using a human chart to make comparison.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says to you, &amp;quot;They&#039;re a handy starting ground.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I did not notice significant differences except in the case of claws, fangs, scales, abnormal protrusions from the head.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The blood was also different, it became corrosive and more bluish in color.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Eyst and Avareyna were taking notes and observations.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;They may be able to to answer more in depth questions as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu asks you, &amp;quot;Became -- as part of the transformation into a vessel, or during the experimental process?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;I assume some less obvious but still important change must have taken place to the majority of her systems to handle her corrosive blood.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha asks, &amp;quot;Was there any de-evolution as the cuts were made? As in shattering her connection caused reverting to a previous state?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;Her demeanor was rather erratic. If you mean did she become less coherent then maybe in some ways at some times.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Pain causes many to lose coherency.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;More of a scales changed back into skin type of deal.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to Eyst, &amp;quot;Or any ontologic, rather than psychologic, incoherence.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;Ah, no. Physically nothing changed until..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst glances at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst leans over and whispers, &amp;quot;Do they need to know about the end?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You whisper to Eyst, &amp;quot;I will discuss that part in a moment. It is ultimately why I brought them here&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;She seemed very coherent until she desolved into a puddle and entered into Nefis.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Melindrha, &amp;quot;Near the end of it, it appeared to be more painful...she even attempted to call on Maelshyve.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Right now, I want a beard to do the same.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to Melindrha, &amp;quot;You&#039;re the empath. This is Ilithi.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu winks at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha smirks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Can&#039;t change myself. Yet.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;After all that...I admit one of my hypotheses was to see if other demons could use her to connect here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;Not an unreasonable one.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I am still unsure what exactly happened...but we have certain...methods for calling on Them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Hell, I&#039;m thinking there needs to be another go around and I want to be there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I used one of these...and thats when it got interesting.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You shake your head at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;You likely do not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I am no longer allowed in the laboratory where it was performed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Ahh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu asks you, &amp;quot;Deemed too reckless?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu cocks his head at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu winces.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;This is fringe research...even amongst my peers.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;More it brought the attention of them to the area.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says, &amp;quot;Apologies to those present, but that seems like it would take... quite a bit of doing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst nods in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Which most of our halls are hidden from but one.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You feel something crawl inside you, and for a moment think you see a ridged spine moving subcutaneously beneath the surface of one arm. Its movement is abrupt, as it crawls up your wrist, to the back of one hand. In a moment, it appears to dart beneath the surface of your skin, disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sensation of hot breath plays along your neck. You feel a hand gently press against your chest. For a moment, you find yourself considering the face of your wife. With sudden realization, you find that your recollection is somehow incomplete -- and yet with features you had not remembered her to have.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You recall the first star igniting, and find yourself unnervingly able to recall her features, as all faces blend together, eye merging with cheek with nose with ear with jaw with tooth with flesh and flesh and flesh and...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sensation of movement beneath your flesh spreads, creeping to your face. Thousands of prickling sensations ripple behind your eyes, seeking to take them. Abruptly, the formication fades, leaving you unnerved, with the consideration that you are not alone in your body.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;If any prior research could have predicted the results then they are certainly not widely available.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus raises an eyebrow in your direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha asks, &amp;quot;As this is fringe, would the research be found anywhere other than coded personal notes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus asks you, &amp;quot;You doing okay over there?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You feel a bit weak in the knees and find yourself wobbling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu asks, &amp;quot;I understand this is a matter of some disagreement, even contentious disagreement, among you. I take it this was performed somewhere where open dealings with the Others are frowned upon?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha glances at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus gives you a studious look, as if committing you to memory.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly says, &amp;quot;This may be a bad idea, but here goes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Melindrha, &amp;quot;This is why I asked you to come.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu gazes at you intently, clearly scrutinizing your aura.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot;And you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;Am I different now?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I sense nothing unusual.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;To you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;Arcane magic and Gauge Flow. That&#039;s all.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;May I touch you? Sometimes I get bits.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You frown at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;That may be bad for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Melindrha blinks rapidly, then snorts)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;It might be smart to compare your blood.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Look at where I am and with whom.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You frown.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;To say me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Melindrha, &amp;quot;You do not understand.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna nods at Totenus, obviously agreeing with his views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha folds her arms across her chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I know something has changed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I can put it into words, but...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Then I repeat my request for permission to touch you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;If something happens cause I&#039;m dumb, that&#039;s on me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take in a great breath of air.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;He is saying it might spread to you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst nods in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;If you try such a thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks, &amp;quot;Thinks it&#039;s contagious?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha asks, &amp;quot;Silly question, but have you tried a death since?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;We do need to be complete in our research.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis relishes in the comforting feeling of seeing Them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis knows he is close...closer than he has ever been.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;To put it in express words...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take a moment to look for everybody in the area and see Fatalist Lagu who is sitting, Painforged Melindrha who is surrounded by multicolored cloud of glitter, Magistra Avareyna, Unliving Truth Totenus who is sitting and Researcher Eyst.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I believe I have made a formal pact.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Interesting.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;What that means is anyone&#039;s guess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst asks, &amp;quot;With.. Her?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You think to yourself, &amp;quot;and now, We are One&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;The major issue might be, empaths are very close to our kind in terms of how our magic works. There might be a chance for whatever this is to transfer to an empath via magic, blood, or ways we dont know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks you, &amp;quot;During your vision?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins at Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly says, &amp;quot;Pact may not be the appropriate word. The one that comes to mind...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu glances at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says, &amp;quot;...is &#039;binding&#039;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Avareyna, &amp;quot;I was made an offer...I accepted it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says, &amp;quot;Ah. Pact, then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;I will hold til the end of my days that our guilds were the same back in the days of the Empire.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You look at Melindrha and shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;We get glimpes of the ancient past...ephemeral, unfocused.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The faces on your scarf pause their chaotic motion to mouth the word &amp;quot;Oneness&amp;quot; in unison.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;There was forbidden knowledge of which we have whispers of notes scratched in the back of partially burned books recited from memory. Knowledge the Empaths destroyed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus nods at Melindrha, obviously agreeing with her views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Lagu, &amp;quot;What happens if you look at my future now?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu asks you, &amp;quot;Your future?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;There are places in your future into which I cannot look, as I believe you know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says to you, &amp;quot;Thrice I ask for permission. If what was done spreads, then we know more than we did.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus leans over and whispers, &amp;quot;it might be interesting to let her touch you to see what happens, but it might end badly. I can be prepared&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You look at Melindrha and shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I only wish to inform you and caution.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu scans the sky, looking for portents and insight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You think to yourself, &amp;quot;Join Us&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;And I appreciate the warning.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;I just... I need to know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;If you would so allow me, if something goes terribly wrong. I&#039;ll eliminate it as fast as possible.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks, &amp;quot;...so it&#039;s happening?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I must enhance my connection to the Plane first. It ebbs at present.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You frown at Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus looks at you and shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Eyst leans forward and watches Nefis and Melindrha carefully.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Kill me quick, and I&#039;ll depart as soon as I hit the ground.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu scans the sky, looking for portents and insight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus nods to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;No harm, foul, or butthurt on my side.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna takes a seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna gazes at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically exclaims, &amp;quot;Exciting!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu scans the sky, looking for portents and insight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins at Avareyna.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;I assume few offer up curiosity on this scale.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha winks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;No guarantees of anything. But here we go.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu gazes absently at you, almost staring through you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A long hallway stretches before you, narrowing to a vanishing point at the horizon. Countless wooden doors adorned with beautiful carvings span endlessly to the distance, a small stand next to each bearing a single lit candle, a notebook, and a key. The smells of lavender and summer rain waft gently around you, though there is no breeze. Nearby, a door opens, and an old woman steps through, dressed in a simple robe and humming softly to herself. She closes the door behind her, but not before you catch a glimpse of what lies beyond the threshold: a swirling nebula and torn space, burning stars, and gas giants glowing with radiant, crackling auroras.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The woman locks the door, writes something in the notebook, and sets the key on the stand. She walks to the next door, checks its notebook, picks up its key, and slots it into the door. She smiles slightly as she turns the key, and as the tumblers slide into position with a soft *click*, the vision fades.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Waiting til Lagu&#039;s done to avoid interaction issues.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You frown.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus chuckles at you!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha raises an eyebrow in Lagu&#039;s direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;We know you can handle it, since you know you are still walking around.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m the wild card.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says, &amp;quot;A vision I have not seen. Though others may have done.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You pull away from Melindrha&#039;s touch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;I appreciate the caution.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha rests her hand on your arm with a soft smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha quickly recoils as if stung.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Always prepare for the worst, hope for the best.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus looks over Melindrha very closely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You offer your seaman&#039;s chest to Eyst, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Type CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Melindrha stares at her fingers)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus asks, &amp;quot;Nothing different with the feel?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst has accepted your offer and is now holding a mahogany seaman&#039;s chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Nothing different.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst puts his chest in his tinker&#039;s pack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Nothing different about myself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus takes a seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Neither flush poison nor cure disease activated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Regeneration has not occurred.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly says, &amp;quot;A long hallway stretched before me, narrowing to a vanishing point at the horizon. Countless wooden doors adorned with beautiful carvings span endlessly to the distance, a small stand next to each bearing a single lit candle, a notebook, and a key. The smells of lavender and summer rain wafted gently around me, though there was no breeze. Nearby, a door opened, and an old woman stepped through, dressed in a simple robe and humming softly to herself. She closed the door behind her, but not before I caught a glimpse of what lay beyond the threshold: a swirling nebula and torn space, burning stars, and gas giants glowing with radiant, crackling auroras.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You think to yourself, &amp;quot;Then I can continue as I must if We are still undetectable.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says, &amp;quot;Beautiful.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly says, &amp;quot;The woman locked the door, wrote something in the notebook, and set the key on the stand. She walked to the next door, checked its notebook, picked up its key, and slotted it into the door. She smiled slightly as she turned the key, and as the tumblers slid into position with a soft *click*, the vision faded.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I am unsure if there might be any relation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;Such things are uncertain at best.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Though some of that imagery I have seen before.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha is stunned!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You glance at Melindrha, a female Halfling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu glances at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A stunned Melindrha slowly tips over, falling on her face!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha shakes off the stun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Oh hell.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A thousand voices erupt from your mouth, whispering, murmuring. &amp;quot;Let them touch you. Let them! They will not find us, no they will not. Not until accept you accept Us join Us you.&amp;quot; Your words string together, joining, twisting incoherently until they fade to nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus asks, &amp;quot;Need me to act?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Not yet.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus nods to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks you, &amp;quot;...Nefis?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;I want to know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu gazes at you intently, clearly scrutinizing your aura.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Let me know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha rests her hand on your arm with a soft smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha quickly recoils as if stung.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You catch Lagu silently watching you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You cock your head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;No change in either of us, but the nerves at the base of my skull are itchy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Melindrha, &amp;quot;Are you learning about Us?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;If there is corruption in your thread, it is well hidden. I detect nothing unusual, with any sense. Apart from the Arcane magic.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says to you, &amp;quot;Nothing yet. Which is why I&#039;m gonna stay sprawled out. Just in case.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu frowns thoughtfully.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha stretches every limb of her body from where she lies, ending with an expression of extreme contentment.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Eyst hastily scribbles on the back of his paper.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst asks you, &amp;quot;Did you experience something from the contact?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;Although I am not sure I know how to look for the sort of tearing that theoretically might result from the interference of the Others.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Eyst, &amp;quot;Yes, I can feel Them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst asks, &amp;quot;Them? Not Her?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks you, &amp;quot;More than one?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Avareyna.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;That is a good question.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You cock your head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You mutter something into the air about Manifold.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus chuckles at you!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna blinks at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says, &amp;quot;Oh. Right.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;One of the big things that happened at the experiment is every necromancer there added something to the remains of the vessel before it went inside of Nefis.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu asks Totenus, &amp;quot;Voluntarily?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu cocks his head at Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot;It is unfortunate that your Sight is obfuscated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Whatever it is, it consist of us, so the change to Nefis might not be seen.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus laughs at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A gentle jingling tone comes from around Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A slender alfar warrior calmly strides in and surveys the area.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Nothing is ever Voluntarily besides acceptance for us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I&#039;ve hesitated to explain what &amp;quot;happened&amp;quot; directly. I do not think the process itself as important as the result.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A slender alfar warrior suddenly appears less real, like a reflection seen in an antique mirror. You close your eyes to blink away the dizzying apparition and when you open them, the creature is gone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus frowns at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says, &amp;quot;There was an... eruption.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;The alfar still respond.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;They abandon us rapidly when we lose our connection to the world.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;I&#039;m curious what a cleric would see if they looked upon you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You frown at Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;There is a gathering of my colleagues planned soon, where we intend to discuss what we have seen in the skies. If others have seen what you and I saw, then I will hear of it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus looks at you and shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Just be interesting to note.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You whisper to Totenus, &amp;quot;You understand what a pact with the Many means, yes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Cleric I would trust the most to sense me is not one I would bring around. Prydaen.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You whisper to Totenus, &amp;quot;I do not wish to elaborate too much on the specifics of the Profane in front of these&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus leans over and whispers, &amp;quot;yes, you are going down a road none of us have traveled before&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu strokes his beard in thoughtful contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus leans over and whispers, &amp;quot;Melindrha made a point, she is here of her choosing. Offer them knowledge, lead them slowly down the path.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus leans over and whispers, &amp;quot;with your guidance they might actually reach out to them, those not of our kind. What do you think might happen then?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says, &amp;quot;May I examine the rest of you, for comparison&#039;s sake? What I saw in Nefis was unusual, in that it was not unusual, if that makes sense. I would like to confirm that it is not my own sight that is obscured, but rather him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods to Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis ponders the ramifications of loosing information of the Profane to the world&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu asks, &amp;quot;Nothing out of the way, but then we both knew what I&#039;d find, don&#039;t we?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your lips tremble, as you join a silent chorus. &amp;quot;We welcome All. Bring them let them join Us you We you Us yes her them her We.&amp;quot; Each of your compatriots&#039; faces blend and merge, a jumbled abstract of meaningless features. &amp;quot;They will see. They will see your Our We glory.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu flashes a quick grin at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus fixes you with a calm, clear stare.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu appears to be listening intently for something.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says to you, &amp;quot;I was almost right.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;One can hope.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot;I am no moon mage, but I get visions...more so now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Of the past.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;Visions don&#039;t come without something to bestow them. Not without looking for them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Lagu glances about in agitation.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu mutters something into the air about there having to be a controller.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu breathes very slowly and looks much calmer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You emphatically say, &amp;quot;I have seen the first elanthian make a spear, the discovery of fire, the first star igniting.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus leans over and whispers, &amp;quot;remember that the greatest gift you can give is the truth, the truth of this is you are heading down a road contacting those which normally never speak, and there are many curious even not of our kind. Take the time to guide their interest and plant a seed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu takes a seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;As if they were my memories.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus asks you, &amp;quot;My question would be, are you sure what you see is the truth? or are they false memories?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;It felt real...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu thoughtfully asks, &amp;quot;How firm was the link between the vessel and her mistress?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha gnaws on her lip.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot;I believe Maelshyve spoke through her.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus mutters something into the air about about feeling real things too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha gets a long gilt-edged dagger with a central blood channel from inside her hip pouch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Thats the part that interests me. The connection seemed there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu asks you, &amp;quot;These visions you speak of. Was there any... how shall I put this. Emotional context to them? Were they simply sights, or did they seem to impose a feeling or judgement upon you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You think to yourself, &amp;quot;and now She Who Might Have Been is part of US&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Melindrha pokes parts of her body, concentrating)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha foolishly cuts herself by licking a long gilt-edged dagger with a central blood channel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot;It was quite disconcerting...perspectives change, separate, Together.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha shifts her weight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus whispers something to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to Melindrha, &amp;quot;Let us know if you start bleeding blue.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;As there are few Olvi who would claim nobility, that&#039;ll be unique.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna squints.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna inhales a great swallow of air.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu quietly says, &amp;quot;Yes. We do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha whispers something to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus whispers something to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You cock your head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus whispers something to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus smiles at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nefis looks at his arm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You tug at the fingers of your leather gauntlets and gently pull them off of your hands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha whispers something to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus nods to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha puts her dagger in her hip pouch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu appears to be listening intently for something.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu quietly asks, &amp;quot;Am I the only one hearing voices?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks Lagu, &amp;quot;They&#039;re whispering?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(You reaches for Melindrha.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You touch Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha looks thoughtfully at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus whispers something to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly says to Avareyna, &amp;quot;It&#039;s louder than that. Not just whispers. A chorus.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha observes you with fascination.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks, &amp;quot;....Them?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus whispers something to Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu absentmindedly says, &amp;quot;Something behind the stars...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna takes a seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You think to yourself, &amp;quot;They desire to belong. To be part of Us, though they are hesitant.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha whispers something to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly asks you, &amp;quot;Is it like that all the time, for you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You shake your head at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu frowns thoughtfully.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;But now...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You catch Lagu silently watching you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;We grow. It happens often that I can feel Them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu gazes at you intently, clearly scrutinizing your aura.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;With my sight, I still see nothing. I hear...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha closes her eyes for a moment and grows still.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot; Imagine having access to the memories of ages.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask, &amp;quot;What can We learn?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst frowns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly says to you, &amp;quot;That is much what gazing into the future is like, I think. At least it often feels that way to me. Like scraps of someone else&#039;s memory. Memories yet to be formed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus asks, &amp;quot;Would you all be up for an experiment later to see if we can find anything more about this situation?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says, &amp;quot;...foreboding...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says to you, &amp;quot;I&#039;m not sure I like where this is going. You should tell them what is required in return.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ponder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gaze down at your hands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(You reaches for Lagu.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You touch Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Lagu flexes his left arm, gazing thoughtfully at the place where Nefis&#039;s fingers touched it.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You think to yourself, &amp;quot;Do We feel them? Or do just I? We are One&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus leans over and whispers, &amp;quot;they telling you to touch the others aren&#039;t they. They both seek knowledge and power so you given them a chance to be able to call them arent you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu cocks his head at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly asks you, &amp;quot;You do not do that lightly. What was the object?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You chuckle at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot;A test, I suppose.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu observes you with fascination.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;I&#039;d figure that when Melindrha touched him, something happened. Him touching you might make that event stronger.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly says to you, &amp;quot;I hear them louder, now. More concentrated. Coming from you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Nothing happened when he touched me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You frown.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Now the question is do you choose to seek the knowledge.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Or not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The faces on your scarf pause their chaotic motion to mouth the words &amp;quot;Join Us&amp;quot; in unison.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha gnaws on her lip.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;But remember, this knowledge has a price.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;But then again, even the gods ask a price.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu seriously says to Totenus, &amp;quot;I do not make blind bargains. When I pay a price, I know what the price is. And what I am getting in return.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says, &amp;quot;All worthwhile knowledge has a price.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus smiles at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;The price for this one is simple I think.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod emphatically.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Its just opening up your minds for the potential.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says to Lagu, &amp;quot;Smarter than the Traders are, then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha winks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus chuckles at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu snorts, loudly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to Melindrha, &amp;quot;Foot soldiers in a war they don&#039;t even know they&#039;re fighting.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;The last group of moon mages I had the pleasure of watching, brought forth a harbringer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;So you are doing far better so far.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Lagu, &amp;quot;You say you are hearing whispers...what do they say?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;Simply &#039;you hear Us too&#039;. In a chorus, mixed together and much repeated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha mutters something into the air about bloody morons.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to Totenus, &amp;quot;As I think I mentioned, you may find my views not precisely representative of my colleagues&#039;. On many subjects.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You cock your head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I&#039;ve seen Aaoskar&#039;s experiments...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Subdermal twitching resumes, as you feel something clutching around the organs in your abdomen. It settles, and the feeling fades.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus nods to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Nefis visibly slumps.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You blink.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu seems lost in thought for a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;There&#039;s a spectrum, and Aaoskar&#039;s only at like a 4, where the official line is a 0 and Lagu&#039;s like an 8.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Everything lies.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha looks thoughtfully at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A lone bee lands on Melindrha&#039;s ear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu cocks his head at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;That goal is to find the truth, and sometimes to find the truth you have to look at both sides.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus peers quizzically at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Those he speak to are not the worst.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to Totenus, &amp;quot;Assuming there are only two. Which is rarely the case.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Lagu, &amp;quot;Do they seem like the spirits he has seen?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus smiles at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu asks you, &amp;quot;The spirits Aaoskar has seen?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;Thats a good assumption.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu ponders.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I have not conversed with him extensively on the subject, but at a guess, no, they do not. Not... not really.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I was otherwise engaged when he was conducting his experiments.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha quietly says to Lagu, &amp;quot;In the disregard for what your guild feels about things.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to Melindrha, &amp;quot;There is one cardinal rule of our Guild. Don&#039;t get caught.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha snickers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins at Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha asks Lagu, &amp;quot;I thought it was prep teleport before speaking to Kssarh. Or is that just common sense?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say to Lagu, &amp;quot;I only bring up those spirits because sometimes they&#039;ve seemed reminiscent to me...the reports from Taisgath.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus chuckles at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu flashes a quick grin at Melindrha.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I do not say for certain they are the same, but the similarity is peculiar to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu leans forward and rests his chin in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically asks Totenus, &amp;quot;Where&#039;s the nearest candy shop?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu slowly says to you, &amp;quot;The similarity you speak of I think is more of a dissimilarity.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;When Aaoskar was giving details about his experiment, he was... in contact with something that didn&#039;t feel right to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;They are Unlike. Alien. That does not mean they are unlike and alien in the same way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Agreed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;There&#039;s a cookie shop in Shard, candy in Leth.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna drools.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna euphorically says, &amp;quot;Cookie...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins at Avareyna.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;In a few, they should even be open.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You whisper to Eyst, &amp;quot;I saw you taking more notes...we should talk about what you saw separately.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;Although I have strayed from the topic in my researches, one thing that always struck me was the commonalities between the Immortals, the Others, and the puissant denizens of the Plane of Probability.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I suspect such a commonality is what you are noticing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst leans over and whispers, &amp;quot;I expect whatever you and they saw is more interesting, but certainly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;I have some stuff to continue to do. I&#039;ll take my leave. We should plan some experiments sometime soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu tips his hat to Totenus with a courteous nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You bob a brief, respectful bow towards Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;So now the new question: What have we not been told that isn&#039;t bound by guild law or pact or simple tradition? I know things can slip my mind.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst nods politely to Totenus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha stands up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus says, &amp;quot;If any of you need help, do not hesitate to ask.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a graceful flutter of her hands, Melindrha sinks down in a formal curtsy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus raises his hand in a quick salute.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Lagu bows to Totenus in an inaccurate but passable rendition of the Elothean courtesy.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Totenus smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unliving Truth Totenus drifts north.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu takes a seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Melindrha, &amp;quot;Are there any other questions?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha paces back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You ask Lagu, &amp;quot;Do you wish to know anything else?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;I am unsure what else there is to say.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;Many, but articulation is difficult. It&#039;s like a 5 cart pileup trying to get out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;And I am unsure what else there is to ask, though my curiosity is by no means satisfied.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha nods at Lagu, obviously agreeing with his views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You smirk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;I&#039;d say there&#039;s much more to be asked. Though this other facet of the occurence has made things much clearer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;One thing that I am curious about, which curiosity will have to be satisfied in the fullness of time, is whether these voices that I hear emanating from you continue when I have left your presence. Or if they return to me at a later time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Melindrha rubs the back of her neck while stalking about, kicking the hem of her dress out of her way.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I will let you know if I hear them again.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod to Lagu.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Be careful who you talk to about this...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;The Hounds and Inquisition are indiscriminate.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I always am, except when I am not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha says, &amp;quot;And... I shouldn&#039;t finish that statement.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu flashes a quick grin at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I jest. Your caution is well-advised, and I shall observe it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Feel free to call on Us if you wish to talk further.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu fixes you with a frank, even stare.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu says to you, &amp;quot;I shall call on Nefis, in such a case. Others, perhaps not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Avareyna chortles softly at some secret joke.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You cock your head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Melindrha grins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eyst says, &amp;quot;A wise distinction.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lagu nods at Eyst, obviously agreeing with his views.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say, &amp;quot;Then have a good...morning now, I suppose.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt;cast&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You whisper the final word of your spell so that none may notice your effort.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You feel an unsteady, rippling sensation as corruption spreads through and past your body, altering the blind spots of any would-be witness.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>RAIKIS</name></author>
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