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As Grol swings the chair at Cor'win, he just stands there. Pieces of chair fly in different directions, but Cor'win stands unmarred and highly unamused. He watches the choas unfold in front of him and shakes his head, glancing back to Talia to ensure she is well. He then shakes his head at Erkos. "I do not enjoy kissing men... and only do so when its needed to bring them back from the edge of death." (not, cor'win is wearing simple traveler's garb... no shiny armor that you can see :P)
Cor'win still standing in front of Talia just glares at the violence, having enough. He steps forward and next to Erkos. "Erkos, do you wish to press charges against the Half-orc known as Grol?as is mandated by the law, you must decide." With a flick of the wrist, a set of manacles appears in Cor'win's hand.
Cor'win looks at Grol. "there will be no violence done to another Pathfinder in my presence, and since i can sense your being from nearly anywhere on this continent, i suggest you back off. The young witch is a kind hearted person, and rarely shows herself to the world. It is an honor she is showing to the mother to be, not to become the target for ridicule." He crosses his arms and looks up at the Half-orc's face, yet unflinching.
"easy now, everyone calm down... everyone take and deep breath, and slowly exhale from the mouth. First there will be no violence committed by or upon a member of the society, while i am around. Second, this is for Talia to decide... not any of us." Cor'win looks to each person present, smiling assuring to Ralia.
Cor'win sighs and looks at both the sides of the arguments. "Listen, you will be responsible for two lives now... and one of them is totally dependent on the other. It is the way we are built, if you do decide to continue doing field work. I should point out that some harsh conditions can kill the child in the womb, and i know that is something you do not desire. How far along are you?"
Dear child, i would suggest you take to rest for a while, it will be easier on the both of you. As far as what the sex, of the child is... i am sure you will love them either way. May i suggest that you do research for the society and organize texts. Trust me, so very few members actually put the books back and have urgent needs to have materials researched. As far as the birthing, if you have need for a midwife, i can find one for you. If you so desire, i can deliver the child... this is not my first rodeo... i heard that term somewhere.
Cor'win nods. "I learned Elven because of a serious language barrier in a foray in Tanglebriar. Being able to communicate is a valuable thing when your trying to gather allies after all." He smiles at Red. "They were extremely far from my positions, like a mirror.... i don't think so. In human form possible, i did not have the time to examine everyone i met in my last trip to Nerosyn. Did i see any take humanoid form, no i did not... though i would be interested in seeing that. Ohh nice you both speak the language of Draconic."
Cor'win looks to Forlindarion and nods. (Elvish) "I have found my way to learn the proper respect for your people's tongue. I did not take your suggestion to use a magical method to understand it... instead i took time to prefect it." "i was commenting to Forlindarion, that i learned Learned Elven... i did not wish to be rude."
Cor'win claps his head in remembrance. "Ellismus and Ralia, there are more dragons then the whites and the green which i can recall. I forgot about the silvers which were visible in the diamond city. The silver dragons aid the crusaders in the conflict with the worldwound... i don't know how i had forgotten..." He shakes his head. "well this is new... me forgetting something..."
Cor'win shakes his head. "Contact with a great corruption and seeing what it has done will bring more support to Mendev, even after the objective of the sky citadel is taken. Besides, it is not like the citadel is going anywhere... though i suppose it could if the magics became active again." He ponders the thought a moment. "Back on topic, there is only one answer for the wound, and that is to seal the breach once and for all... it would require forces beyond what the world has seen marching to clear a path. With that in mind, subtlety is called for... a small force able to slip in and destroy the connection is what ultimately is needed." Cor'win nods his head at Pyrite. "Dragons do need to eat after all... perhaps i should plan accordingly, i do not wish to be eaten as it were."
"i do know their is talk of a ancient Green whom is a follower of Pharasma deep in the Mwangi jungles. After i finish my field studies, i plan on going to the continent and talking her. We share similar views on the side of law and order, not to mention respect and honor for our lady." Cor'win thinks for a moment. "there is a huge crop of Whites in the north lands, but that's about as far as the extent of my dragon knowledge goes. Actually, if i could learn the draconic tongue from you, i would be grateful."
Cor'win smiles at Ralia. "please no prodding the man, it is kinda rude after all. I am sure he would be willing to pass on his knowledge, if given time. I has taken me several months to finally be able to formally meet him after all." He looks to Pyrite, and smiles lightly. "The last time i tried to meet you... the aspis killing gunslinger was interference, unfortunately." he releases the handshake and turns slowly to Ellismus. "It was Asmodeus whom sealed the prison, many gods worked together to lock him away for eternity, many of them perished to save this world. Everything is about balance and how we measure up in the end. The rough beast being free, is good for no one... to have anger towards devils is another thing. I have fought next to them before, and fought them just as frequently... its about there purpose. Planar creatures do not belong on this one, a view i share with the riftwardens."
Cor'win shakes her hand, and his eyes seem to flash for a second in realization, a smile appears on his face immediately. "Ahh, makes perfect sense my Lady Arcanus." He looks to Ellismus, and nods. "The pit of Gormuz, the prison for the rough beast, the worldwound is a rift between the abyss and ours... it seems to led to the abyssal realm of the lord of the locusts." He extends his hand to Ellismus and then to Pyrite.
The young man smiles and shakes his head. "No my formerly drunken friend, your paying for the mistake as we speak... if i was a cold hearted person i suppose i could yell aloud and cause you pain. However that is not me, your lesson is paid." He looks at Ralia and steps forward, offering his hand in greeting. "Hello, i am Cor'win Maldrago, a humble servant of Pharasma and you my lady are?"
The handsome yet commonly dressed human man walks around from the shadows and looks down at the body at his feet. He kneels down and nods, ensuring that the body is still alive. The man waves his hands in front of his nose and steps back. "Really, perhaps the mud outside is a good place for the drunk to learn his boundaries." With a few quick steps, he walks around the body and deeper into the chambers. He notes and smiles lightly to a few present. "I could not help but overhear, what was said about Thrul... has anymore information been passed down? I have seen his work, and i am less then pleased... as far as dragon's i am sorry to note my only meeting ended with her death... fates thread was woven to tight for her."
The man in traveler's garb shakes his head. "That is the pit of gormuz...not the worldwound my drunken friend, they are different pits of vile energies which do not belong on this plane. If you must think that the Gods are playing a game... it is on our behalf, they chained the rough beast in that prison to save us."
Cor'win looks to the half-orc and shakes his head. "Time, age, and fate erode all things. Valor, honor and mercy are words to live or die by...but make no mistake, not everyone follows them. Honor has split more blood then you might think." He sighs. "Life is a cycle, just like everything else in nature... its a long discussion friend."
a man clad in only traveler's garb walks from the shadows and looks at each of those whom has spoken after Ambrus' communication has reached the ears of the members of the grand lodge. "Treachery, those are the things which the demons will use against us in the world wound. It is best to be tested on how you fair, instead of tasting the bile of a demon tempter and having your soul ripped from your body. Shocking thought, but one of the possible outcomes in the coming days ahead... our quest is not a simple one. It requires the best of each of us, no one sits on the sidelines and plays with his/her beer. Lives are at stake... nay, souls are at stake. I am not a agent of the silver crusader, but i am your brother in arms against the forces which seek to destroy the world and thwart our goals. So taste your sake, spill your dark thoughts now... for they will be used against you in the wound. We need every sword, every incantation, every resource in this fight... for without each other we will be defeated." The man walks to the bar and turns to watch what is said in response.
"Indeed and bring order to the chaos, i have seen far to many sick, injured and dead to let this one set back, hold me back... besides those crusaders can't stem the tide alone..." He looks at Kyros and nods. "no thank you, but your right... i can risk no less then any man or woman in the front lines." He turns and strides towards the door, his clothing shimmers slightly. Once simple traveler's garb shifts into brightly gleaming Mithril Hellknight Full Plate. A bellowing Purple cloak trails back with the symbol of Pharasma. A Tabard of flames and Metal shield scarred by countless battles adores his chest. He stops for a moment and glances back, looking at the Whippoorwill. "It shall be done, My lady."
Priests/priestesses of human decent are one of the best weapons against any kind of outsider. If they focus there specialty toward the penetration of the outsiders magic resistance. I have searched and found this to be a human and there kin only aspect... i urge each cleric to think long and hard how they focus there faiths in the coming days ahead. My knowledge of the Planes has increased since i have started missions against the forces of the Abyss. I welcome any discussions while i am in Absolom. If i am not available, i suggest that those interested in combating Demons speak with and aid the membership of the Riftwardens. They are the most capable organization with that focus in mind. Yomotsu, thank you for the support and testimony. With the coming conflicts ahead, i fear that a great many of our brethren will be needing those Diamonds.
Cor'win shakes his head lightly. "It has been a while i suppose, but we met in the Venture Captain's study before... went you joined the faction. I clearly remember you dumping a handful of Aspis badges." He extends his hand to Kyrie. "Cor'win Maldrago, Priest of Pharasma... the other titles are not important at this juncture."
"Marquis du Ruum, your scaring our brethren... perhaps if instead of retiring and drink all the rum you can find. Perhaps a fighting school or some other lessons which will keep our fellows from meeting an early grave . I know that i am tasked to go at the appropriate time, but the boneyard can wait for some." He looks back to his hand and shakes his head. "Well Kyrie, perhaps you could introduce us? to your mushroom poisoning friend?"
With the light clank of the gun and her kit on the table, the young man with short black turns to look at Kyrie. Seeing whom it is, he nods slightly and cocks his head to the person taking a seat next to her. He then looks up to the rafters of the bar, it is clear he is going through some mental Rolodex. He looks back to the Whippoorwill and then back to the large man in scaled armor. his face weighting whom to approach first
Cor'win looks up from the table and shakes his head sadly. "so many focus on My Goddess as one of death, very few see the cycle of life which she brings forth to the world. As a Priest, i have birthed more babies then i can count... fate, prophecy, and some aspects of water... those also exist within the faith and ethos. Yet it is the fear of the unknown, the twisting of the threads which all seem to dwell... do not fear death, it is a step down another road." He removes his hand from his chin and gestures broadly. "Depressing, is it depressing to have a new child born into the world. The chance for your own legacy to branch and bear fruits of its own. To cherish the love of the family, no... that is the joy of life. Like all things, time claims all things which are of this plane."
Cor'win looks to Garrick and smiles. "Nay, i hail from this city... my allegiance is to this city, Pharasma, Order, and the society. Not necessarily in that order mind you. As far as gear, i am sorry to say, i am quite poor after my most recent purchases." He appears to be wearing common travelers garb, the only real thing of value being the clearly cold iron rapier at his side. "I do understand Forlindarion, you have my thanks regardless." He turns to a table and takes a seat, his hand to his chin in thought.
Forlindarion, I had considered that, unfortunately i already wear a item of magic in that location. I think it would be rude to change headgear to converse with someone whom you are trying to keep on good terms... i suppose i could be wrong. I have little knowledge of elven customs... having spent the majority of my life in Absolom. I do understand the time involved, perhaps you know a suitable instructor whom is not as pressed for time?
Welcome Garrick, i am not to familiar with the worship of besmara, but i know the fates have dealt you a firm hand from which to play. Any assistance to the days ahead will be a boon to the society, if you need help with understanding. I would be more then happy to explain the hierarchy and mission statement as it were to you in depth. Forlindarion, I ask a favor of you my elven comrade, if you have the time... would you be willing to teach your language to me. It turns out that alot of the uprooters can't speak a word of the common tongue.
interesting, i to have been involved in similar tasks for the society as a whole... note the as a whole. Simply walking away from the other members , because your interests do not coincide... that is not what we are. Remember the three things we are suppose to do... observe, report and cooperate. (Cor'win sighs) perhaps that is just me... i am a trained healer and could not just sit by and let members go alone unaided. I do not care what faction the society sends me with... they are my brothers and sisters all the same.
It is true, the counter to the abyssal spawn lies within the grasp of any priest whom can cast even the most minor of prayers. I know that the prayers which summon forth an arrow of law is extremely devastating to creatures whom bear an affinity to chaos. It does not fall solely to Aroden's Herald to bear the arms in the coming conflicts... yet that is what i am seeing from many in this room. The balance is upset and order diminished by the forces in that scarred land... even the most powerful of enchantments can be broke by the erosion of time. The wiles of the enemy still capable of seducing knowledge from the hearts and minds of men to bypass the stones... Charging into battle does nothing but bring souls to the boneyard for judgement. Use your mind and fight carefully, for your enemy has existed since the dawn of time... and found ways to trip even the strongest of us up. Electricity is worthless against them, so make sure you have other means of inflicting casualties.
Cor'win looks to Rhovanyr. "Not all our missions involve direct intervention within the lands of the wound. My Lady if travelling upon the blasted lands is not your taste, then other ways do exist to support the crusaders and the people... supplies, trade, arms... we are not solely focused on fighting the demonic hordes of the abyss." He smiles gently. "I have seen the scars which cross the former kingdom, i am also afraid... but everything we do is for the benefit of others. Each task we perform saves lives. If you need help, your brothers and sisters in the society are here to help... that is our sworn duty."
This is a tricky situation, i strongly suggest we work within the laws of the lands which we confront the Aspis and there allies. We do not desire to face the law enforcement of the land as well as the skulking Aspis. I recommend caution to all, and not blindly rush to conflict... if we can use there own methods against them... all the better. That is my two copper.
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