"Let's patch up and push into the lower levels," Telvir urges. "Time to get to the bottom of this shadow ash production."
The elf smirks. It's possible Humerus is a bad influence.
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"Careful, the scythe still has a bite," Telvir warns the others.
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Telvir gives a desultory wave at the giant, flinging a shard of debris at it, then orders Smoke to attack.
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Telvir gestures at a piece of rubble and it tumbles through the air at Sorvinaesen.
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Telvir continues to wrack the giants' minds, and commands Smoke to keep attacking.
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Telvir surrounds himself with the majesty of a Blood Lord and commands Smoke to attack the seer.
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"Hmm. How to get there without fighting our way through a series of tedious ash giants," Telvir muses. "Thoughts, Aily?"
"There, Humerus. Grab." Telvir instructs the skeletal wrestler. He shares a brief vision of the future with the team, then attacks with a piece of debris from the street.
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"The giant we are meeting," Telivr clarifies, with a sigh. "We'll point him out to you."
"Let's ambush the ash giant," Telvir suggests. "Humerus, grab and hold please, and Aily, let's leave him a bit of blood. I hope that he will have some answers for us."
"When is your next rendezvous with the giant scheduled? We could use time to prepare," Telvir asks.
"Yes, of course. Though if he is a simple currier, we'll be quite disappointed," Telvir nods at the revelation. "Do you have any particularly damning evidence about the Chancellor?"
Telvir is tempted to let the bhuta feast, but the information the shae offers is intruiging. "We don't appreciate being meddled with," the spellcaster states, plainly. "And you should do your research before initiating such a reckless confrontation. Still: We are here to investigate the shadow ash. Tell us what you know."
Healed slightly, Smoke retreats to a corner of the demiplane. head aching from over-exeresion, Telvir summons a ghost from the wilds of Geb to fight with the incorporeal foe.
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Telivr finishes paying tribute to the shae and shakes off the remains of the spell, though Smoke is still enthralled.
Telvir grits his teeth as he is forced to bow for the spellcaster. He pays surly tribute 3 times. Smoke bows with his nose in his paws.
"A tedious pun," Telvir sniffs. He casts a spell to bring Ghiasi down to earth and orders Smoke to attack.
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"Let's get to the bottom of this," Telvir agrees. He whistles for Smoke to follow through the portal.
"So much for appreciation of the theater," Telvir sniffs as the combatants refuse to come to center stage. He unleashes a blast of magic from his still-seething mind.
"Oh, you want your big moment for Ghiasi?" Telvir weaves his magic around the count and the potential star and teleports them to downstage center.
Telvir unleashes the most powerful reaches of him mind and fires of a barrage of force projections at the lesser death.
"This performance grows over-long," Telvir comments. Hen unleashes a flurry of spellcasting.
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"Time for another actor to enter the field," Telvir mutters as he gestures at the stage. "What's all this then?" a skeleton clad in the armor of a mercenary hisses from behind the attacker. Fire runs down his sword as he strikes at the assassin.
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"This could be an opportunity for us: Aily and Humerus, would you do the honors?"
In the pre-performance bustle, Telvir approaches Kyril Vonth. "High Exchequer, I hear it is you who should be congratulated for Yled's firm economic footing in the run-up to this war," he nods politely to the wight, hoping to make a good impression. "I am Telvir Stanton, recently arrived from the capital on orders from our ghostly king."
"The association with us will benefit him enough, Humerus," Telvir comments, haughtily. "Time to prepare for the show."
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"I'm sure your research will be put to good use for the greater glory of Geb," Telvir tells the priest as he leaves. "Time, I think, for us to interrogate this Ghiasi. Aily, do you have any contacts among the less reputable residents of the city that could arrange a meeting? We could also call in a favor with Kyril Vonth."
"Shadow ash is made from positive energy?" Telvir sneers. "Disgusting."
"Very well. Thank you for being reasonable," Telvir dismisses the graveknight with a nod. Turning to the priest, he says, "Now, let's settle in, your eminence. You been conducting some rather interesting research in the animation of vessels, it seems." Telvir looks around for a chair to sit in while he questions the high priest, hoping to put him at least a bit at easy.
"And it might not been considered such an act. Do you care to chance it? Many have tried their luck against us in the past, including some Blood Lords," Telvir warns.
"Your authority trumps Gebs? You have an inflated sense of your own importance," Telvir sniffs. "Now, stop interfering with us or you will be removed."
"Our mission is from Geb himself, and takes priority in this case," Telvir argues. "They concern similar charges; we must question Zoheri without interference to determine the source of dangerous contraband in the nation."
Telivr gives the high priest a shallow bow: "We have three purposes here, your eminence. One, we needed to check on your safety. Word is out in the city that people miss your weekly sermons, and that you have not been training the appropriate acolytes to assist in the war effort. Two, we were very interested in your research on aeon stones, which would be such a boon to the kingdom if successful, and an honor to Our Pale Lady. Three, we came to Yled searching for a source of shadow ash, a substance that few except this temple would have the resources to produce." Telvir pauses to see the effect on the cleric. "We would deeply appreciate any light you can shed on these matters."
Telvir rips the gem free with little apparent compunction, "You're right, Humerus. The research happening here, while irritating to us now, could prove very useful."
Telvir commands Smoke to continue his attack, and tests the woman's defenses with some simple magic.
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"Stand aside or be destroyed." Telvir attacks the undead guardian's mind while Smoke charges in and bite at her.
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Telvir pries one of the ioun stones out of the undead's forehead and examines it with a critical eye, "Interesting...And Humerus, two dead bodies in this temple will attract less attention than you might think." He tosses the stone in the air and it begins to orbit his head. "Let's gather their things and push on to find Pesabnet."
"These ioun stones are a major annoyance," Telvir scowls. "Get her, Humerous."
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"Blight your eyes," Telvir curses the woman as Smoke continues to chew on the ifrit.
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Telvir commands Smoke to keep attacking the ifrit and proceeds to rip and tear at the other undead.
Telivr sighs at the delay, then waves a hand at the enemies, tangling their limbs in skeins of aether. He commands Smoke to attack the non-ifrit.
Telvir sniffs at the disarray within the temple, never one to tolerate messiness or waste. Once stopped by the guards, he says, "Don't deign to tell us what we must do," he warns the guards. "We're hear to see the High Priest Pesabnet. Take us to him at once." The imperious tone is beginning to seem natural to him.
"You're clearly doing your job, so it would be a shame to destroy you. Let us pass and we will deal with the consequences."
"Nonsense, stand aside," Telvir commands. "We've been sent to the city by the Ghost King himself. Interfere with us and his torturers will spend the next hundred years pulling your soul out of that armor."
After gathering back together to discuss the various rumor, Telvir concludes, "There's something unusual going on at the Pallid Pinnacle. I could certainly gain entrance to the place as a worshiper, but we may need to do some prying around."
"Most excellent," Telvir answers. "And, appreciated." "Come, Humerus. Let's wander the city a bit on our way back to the lodging. You can talk with the other laborers. See if they have heard anything about the ingredients we seek." Telvir, meanwhile, talks with various shopkeepers and exporters.
"We're investigating some issues for our Lord Geb," Telvir replies. "We'll need to gather some information about imports and exports around the city. Would you be able to help with that?"
"Yes, come along, Humerus," Telvir agrees. "The blood lord may have a heavy gift to give us." |