Galactic CrossFire - Peace/War? Victory either Way!

[Moral Wiz]

Meeting of the Minds.

Sorcerer?

Sigran's ears prick up.

Most interesting, Master Antara. As you share either a name or title with this Carluda, might I take it that you too practice the art?

[Raz_Fox]

The Two Sorcerers

Antara Dr'ysthen nods. "You are correct - I am the last of the great Antaran sorcerers, and one of the last to actually practice the art as it was meant to be wielded. And just between the two of us, you can call me Dr'ysthen."


The Two Captains

"Hmmm." Tatheran strokes his chin, pondering. "I believe I can "lend" you a datapad, but it's written in Khal and Vela - Khal is a pictograph language, while Vela can take years to read correctly - it's a flowing, graceful language with nuance in every word. In contrast, Aetheri is easy to learn."

[Moral Wiz]

The Two Sorcerers

Well, irrespective of the results of the meeting, it's good indeed to meet a fellow of the art, Master Dr'ysthen.

I'm not certain how our arts relate, but there are many Sorcerers amongst my people. We respect skill in the Art, a skill we all posses to degrees, and that is one of the prime criteria for holding government office.

I confess though, we've never met a Sorcerer of another species before. This is... most interesting...

The Two Captains

Drake smiles

We have working translations already. Courtesy of the prisoners taken at Kil'rath.

Still, our specialized texts are the best. Anything in perticular you wished to learn about us?

[Krrth]

Master Scout


Strange radiation has been seen in various parts of the Imperium. Master Scout is dispatched to investigate.

[Raz_Fox]

The Two Sorcerers

Dr'ysthen shakes his head sadly. "The art was lost years ago by my people - I'm one of the few that keeps it living. Me and Mych'aell - last of the great Antarans. Which of the eight spheres do you cast from?"


The Two Captains

"Well, just the general psychology of your people and your general history. I'm just looking for a greater insight on your interesting culture. Where the Aetheri Aether comes from..." He grins wryly. "Why you're so stubborn..."

[Moral Wiz]

The Two Sorcerers

Spheres?

Sigran looks thoughtful

Aetheri magic is divided into three, broad categories, based on the gods. Within those, there is much scope for varying effects.

Well, that's the first difference between us, and our arts.. He laughs, a little.

The Two Captains

Well, if you want explanation of where the Aether comes from, books can only get you so far. You should ask a scholar. Preferably one specializing in Guardian history and culture. It's a long story.

And of course we're stubborn. We know the god's will.

He's smiling though, only half serious.

[Greystone]

Palace

Kara glances back at the arguement, then at the conversation by the sorceror's. She chuckles lightly "Fascinating, but Are we going? Perhaps I will rethink my kindness if it is not as urgent as you said."

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The no scent because of a specilized diet she maintains, and she is a user of void magic but magic isn't what makes her dangerous

[Moral Wiz]

Meeting

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They were walking and talking

[Greystone]

Meeting

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She is telling you to move your asses, she has little patience

[Greystone]

Meeting Hall

"Oh, well then Emperor make yourself comfortable" Kane said with a smile.

[Moral Wiz]

Meeting

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I don't know about the Khal and Vela, but Sigran can walk very quickly whilst talking. Unless Fang's demanding that they run, he's going fast already.

[Greystone]

Meeting

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She is being a jerk, saying basically you have time to talk but it was so urgent. She is just pushing your buttons and telling you to shut up....heh

[Moral Wiz]

Game of Chess

Sigran chuckles at this

An interesting threat, Miss Fang. But a void one

He smiles, as he continues, lightly, and matter of factly

You're an agent of the Goh leadership. They are in negotiations with both the Khal and the Aetheri. I am a leader of the Aetheri. If anything happens to me, it will be known, and your superiors... would not be happy, correct?

[Greystone]

Games of Chess

"No, I meant rethink to have these two removed from the palace" she smiled " If I wanted you dead, it would of been far before you saw me"

She shrugs "I answer to no one, I have, as you say, free reign"

[Raz_Fox]

The Two Sorcerers

Dr'ysthen snorts. "Was I not going fast enough for you? Ayrren!" His rod glows slightly, before fading again. His steps become light and fast, speeding up. A slight wind follows his stride, and he quickly overtakes Fang.


The Two Captains

Tatheran sits back for a moment, a grin spreading across his face. "Ask an expert in Guardian history... duly noted, Drake. So... what do you think will happen this night?"

[Greystone]

Games of Chess
Kara smirked, not bothering to move faster "Now you look like you need to discuss something" she shakes her head "You should of done that from the beginning"

[Raz_Fox]

Games of Chess

Dr'ysthen gives Kara a look of disdain. "Impertinent little thing, aren't you? It must come from being born with magic, rather than having to learn it..."

[Greystone]

Games of Chess

Kara smirked "Well, thst my be true, but I don't need magic mage to be dangerous."


She points to a pillar that the Khal had just passed, a small device on it "That is a shock bomb, and would of knocked you out and left you in my mercy, and I could cut your throat before either of them moved" she laughed "So save your disdain for those who are more unworthy"

[Moral Wiz]

The Two Sorcerers

The guards knew you. You offer to escort these people to the palace. You are an agent of the Empire's leadership

You may have free reign, but you still serve. Lighter chains, but they're still there, Miss Fang.

At that, he in turn speeded up. Not a lot, but just enough to keep it hard for Kara to speak to him. He walks over to the object she points at

What, this?

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Right place, right time. He stands in a blind spot to the main force of the bomb.

The Two Captains

Drake shrugged, laughing a little.

I'm no politician. An inquisitor needs to be something of a scholar, but I'm no true expert

So... I haven't a clue. You?

[Greystone]

The Games of Chess

"They knew be by sight, but I do not exist, officially I am merely a citizan of the Empire" she smiles "I don't even answer to the Emperor"

[Moral Wiz]

Games of Chess

And such you are. A good little citizen...

But you serve their interests. That means you are chained, no?

[Greystone]

Games of Chess
"I do my own whim, whether that is the same is simply a matter of interests" she scoffs "I am chained to nothing"

[Moral Wiz]

Games of Chess

Oh, we all have chains, Miss Fang. That is a foolish statement.

You don't sound like the most moral sort. But you are a product of your society. If something threatened it, and you, would you not attempt to defend your civilization, and yourself?

[Greystone]

Games of Chess

"If I was a more proud person would be offended" her look betrayed little now "I would protect it to protect me"

[Moral Wiz]

Games of Chess

Chained to your own self interest then, no?

[Greystone]

Games of Chess

"I see no chains in protecting oneself, just freedom" she sneers slightly " Here we are"

She opens the door to the Meeting Hall.

[Moral Wiz]

Games of Chess

But being chained to self interest can blind you. Rob you of opportunity to seize the moment.

He steps through the door, and turns, bowing and kissing Kara's hand once more

A most pleasurable conversation, Miss Fang. Now, back to the shadows with you

With a wink at Fang, he walks into the hall.

[Raz_Fox]

The Two Sorcerers

Dr'ysthen is silent, only chuckling as Fang tries to defend her chaotic existence. He strode past her into the hall without a word, but Mych'aell mutters, "Good riddance."

"Thank you for your conversation, sorcerer. May thy spells be true and full of power." Dr'ysthen strode down the hall, Mych'aell loping behind. On the other end of the hall, Tichan's eyes widened. "Antara Dr'ysthen? He must have..." With a quick stride, Dr'ysthen stood before Tichan in moments. "Good evening, Tichan. May we speak in private for a moment? The tomb was were we believed it would be, and it was much more fruitful than we imagined."

Tichan rose, and Dr'ysthen followed him, Mych'aell grinning and taking the book out of his coat. He handed it to Dr'ysthen, who held it out for Tichan to see. "By the New Gods, is this...? No, it couldn't be!" Dr'ysthen clacked his beak in amusement. "Oh yes. The Tome of Antara Carluda. There are over a thousand spells in here, lost for aeons and requiring deciphering and research. However, Mych'aell and I were working on one such spell as we came here, famously depicted in Carluda's seal and on the cover of his tome." Tichan stared in disbelief. "Carluda's Chain?? The infamous spell of The Thousand-Fold Warrior?" "Yes, and with an overwhelming aura of order. I've been doing some experimentation with the dangerous Rune of the Beast. I think... it might be possible to combine the two. Imagine - a band of warriors, bound together by ties made of strongest magic, with the power of the wild beast. We need some more time to research it, but it's certainly possible." "Amazing. However, I have a new task for you now. There is a death zone in the Pederion Rift, emitting lethal radiation to all who enter. I wish you to use both your magic and the Schtyark project's completed product to enter the zone and disable it. Understood?" Dr'ysthen nodded, bowing his wings low in the customary gesture of submission. "As my Kaharach commands." Mych'aell grinned. "Sounds like fun. Happy we could help, Kaharach."

Tichan returned to his seat, as Antara Dr'ysthen and Mych'aell took a seat and began to sate their hunger.


The Two Captains

"I think that the Emperor of the Goh and the Aetheri will leave disappointed that they could not force the Khal to peace. War will start again, and everything will return to normal. Of course, with the Fraonite here, and the Goh Emperor sitting in his own hall, the Khal refusal may break out into open bloodshed. Of course, the Khal have their Kaharach, a battalion of Kharlong, Captain Tatheran - and the Last of the Antarans, it would seem. If there is battle this night, it is obvious who the victor would be."

[Moral Wiz]

The Two Sorcerers

Sigran took his time in assuming his seat. In concequence, he managed to sit next to Dr'ysthen and Mych'aell. He smiles gently at them

Kaharach Tichan appreciates whatever magic you found?

The Two Captains

The Aetheri have a group of sorcerers and magi, two of the Most High, our greatest mustocs Inquisitor Lord Drake,

And lest we forget, the High Chosen. She's just as good as the Old Man, and the most powerful magic user in the room by a massive margin. The battle would be far from decided.

Still, let us see. Who knows? The Schemer herself couldn't predict what's going on here.

[Raz_Fox]

The Two Sorcerers

Mych'aell grinned at him. "Oh, greatly. It's a veritable mine of magical theory, ancient spells and the knowledge of the greatest Khal mage to ever live. It's written in Old Khal, so it'll take some deciphering, but we should have some interesting results..."

Dr'ysthen nodded. "He has some sorcerous skill himself, and he was amazed by one of the legendary spells we've deciphered."


The Two Captains

Tatheran refilled his glass, mixing two different juices into his drink. "Well now. That's very interesting. I was not aware that the High Chosen herself was here. I believed that she had simply sent a diplomat in her stead." His grin is wider than usual.