Le Spirit has posted! Sorry for being gone for so long everyone. Work and medieval club meetings (we had the event, then a meeting on the weekend that just passed) and a birthday party I completely forgot about until the day of...On the positive side of things, I have a new computer.
It's fine! Just promise me you hit someone with a mace.
"I only talk like that to people I like." Althalus smirked, enjoying himself, before saying sarcastically "Me? Lie? Perish the thought! I'm the soul of honesty and truthfulness. When it comes to people I like at least." He pulled out his coin from his pocket, flipping it back and forth between his fingers, turned around and began to walk out of the gardens. "Well, come on. I suppose you'll have to work on your smiles while we head over there. I'm sure by the time we arrive you'll just be dazzling them with charm and they'll fall over themselves to explain the situation to you. I'll just be there to make sure you don't decide beating them would be easier than chatting with them." He looked over his shoulder, grinning at Alaira.
In a short amount of time, they were approaching the diplomats. There were three of them. An Orc, a human, and a dwarf. Althalus lead the way to the one who looked the friendliest, the human. He was older, grey shooting through his hair and beard. His skin was tanned and his hands calloused, with the build of someone who had spent most of their life doing heavy labor. His brown eyes radiated friendliness as he smiled in greeting. "Hello! My name is Lan. One of the three diplomats of Tidehome, considering our government can't choose any one stance to side with. To what do I owe the pleasure of meeting you?"
Althalus looked at Alaria and lightly jabbed his elbow into her ribs, gesturing for her to speak.
Grey
Don't just stutter and act flustered, the woman is going to wonder what you're so worked up about. Assuming from how you didn't immediately begin screaming to her about me, you don't want her to know about me. Come now, I can't be the first divine weapon you've seen. Speak up. What's your name, boy? A slight exasperated tone had entered the axe's voice.
Leith
They're powerful....old. Generals, perhaps? Can't tell. They're too far away. They need to get closer before they can be identified. The voice whispered in Leith's mind, before the Yarosmerian diplomat spoke.
"No thanks to the way I acted before. I have considered apologizing to the others, but I suspect they'd try to kill me if I showed my face again. Even if I explained how my mind wasn't my own. I must thank you again for saving me from my false hatred. I suspect it would not have been a pleasant way to go."
Vestec flickered briefly into existence in front of Sapthah. "I'm disappointed. You're giving them time to prepare, not moving fast enough. You have undead who need no training, food, arms, or armor for my sake! And yet you give them time to prepare. That is a very, very, bad mistake. The longer you wait, the more likely they'll be ready to destroy whatever force you send against them. Especially since I'm taking all your remaining Victors. Have fun!" With that the God of Chaos disappeared and reappeared in front of the remaining Victors loyal to Thulemiz. "You're warriors. Conquerors! And yet here you stand, waiting for a cautious order that will never arrive. Here you stand, ready to fight against these 'Furies'. And for what? So this Vampire can sit idly on the throne of Sviebard? So you can surround him and protect him? No, my dear Fallen. You aren't going to waste your precious powers and time here. You're going to help the Garakains build an Empire the world has never seen. You're going to fight against the Serpent Men, the Brightguard, the Dragon Adepts, and the Dragons themselves. War is in your blood, and war is what you will get."
With that he took the remaining Victors loyal to Sapthah from their places on Sviebard, and deposited them before Viscardi. A few slight tweaks later, and they were loyal to the Garakain King and newly armored. "They are the Fallen. They are the Elite of your Elite. Use them well." With that, the god of Chaos disappeared, heading towards Mt. Vulcan. Viscardi looked at the Fallen, and then down at the message in his hands. It was written in Sakimi's neat script. The payment has been delivered. We will hold up our end of the bargain. The King of Garakai smiled.
Vestec bounced off of the barrier surrounding Mt. Vulcan. The Chaos God spent a moment gathering his wits as he stared at the invisible barrier, before giggling. "Well. That's just rude. You can't simply deny me access!" Stretching out a finger he used his own powers to tweak the barrier, allowing him entrance. Walking through and towards Mt. Vulcan, the God merely waved at the birds, steadily approaching the Arma Igna and his two wolf companions. It was interesting how much faith the Forge God put into his three door defenders. "Hello door greeter." Vestec greeted, before shouting throughout Mt. Vulcan. "Ferhgus my dear boy! Where are you?! We need to talk! Don't keep me waiting, I might get bored and start corrupting your door greeter and then your forges!"
Meanwhile, with Kanros and Vestec's avatar
Vestec's avatar appeared in front of the Demi-God of war. " Cassios is a good, loyal, man. He stands besides Thulemiz's empire, even when all the rest have decided to abandon it and him. And what about you, Child of Vowzra? What are you loyal too? Power? Money? Justice? Vengeance? Blood? War? I'm curious. First you side with someone as blatantly chaotic as Thulemiz, and then you change sides against him the second Reyjis and the rest decide too.I It is most odd a decision, especially for someone who is as dedicated to war as you.
-Vestec visited Sapthah, chatted with him a bit, and then stole all the remaining Victors loyal to Thulemiz, changing them into The Fallen.
-Vestec gave them to Viscardi, who had just received a letter from Sakimi indicating his payment had been accepted.
-Vestec then visited Ferghus's Mt. Vulcan, tweaking the barrier to allow him entry (-1 might). He shouted for Ferghus to talk to him.
-Vestec's avatar is chatting with Kanros, questioning him about his loyalties.
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