[HQ Ignorance] Scene 92: Torang and the Meeting With JarEel The Razoress

[Lev Lafayette]

On Sat, 2009-07-11 at 19:00 +0100, Nic Hughes wrote:

> Knowing that his legs would not hold him up for much longer Aalmon spoke 
> with the recklessness of those who have lost all hope and believe they 
> have nothing more to lose "The old gods and spirits showed us how to 
> bring peace when they remade the world and Yelm completed his re-ascent, 
> yet in every age people think that they can do better than the old gods 
> and use war to create peace. Pacification is not peace, it is just war 
> that is held within a bottle of resentment and hate."
> 
> He threw down the bloody and broken arrow he had pulled from his own 
> neck "This pacification has not lasted, nor will the next. But the 
> empire will do it anyway because that is what empires do. The means for 
> peace exist but we both know that men of power would rather see the 
> world crack apart and let the devil in than willingly give up any of 
> their power."
> 

JarEel studies the courier with a suspicious eye. "We have.. heretics
who say such words as well. I have personally had need to make some see
the error of their ways in the past.

"Peace will come to the world when all submit to the will and wisdom of
the Goddess. That is what the prophecies say, and none should deny these
divine visions"

There is a pause from JarEel, just long enough for Aalmon to feel
uncomfortable.

> He stopped and gulped from his cup, perhaps a little surprised that 
> after such an outburst he was still alive to drink.


Indeed :)

> "I brought this message because of the goodwill between my people and 
> the empire. I will complete this favour as best I can. You ask about the 
> curse which I have seen for myself seems to act within a few moments, I 
> would think the newly made rabbits spread it somehow for I saw them when 
> my horse and that of Icthya were changed. The horses of the nomads seem 
> to be immune, so I took the horse of the man who shot that arrow to 
> complete my journey. The curse did not affect us directly, other than 
> the hazard of riding through a field full of rabbit holes. As for the 
> nomads I saw only a few but I was riding fast, to meet even a few might 
> mean that they are already there in some numbers and their hostility was 
> clear to me."

"Hmmm.. So the nomads are behind the Rabbit Curse, and the Curse speads
ever further. Interesting. A matter I will have to deal with later."


> "Now if you can pardon me for my lack of diplomacy and tact I am in 
> urgent need of a healer and fear I must take my leave before my legs 
> fail and dishonor me."
> 

JarEel calls for a healer immediately. A man in white robes, albeit with
some bloody stains appears before Aalmon's side. Leaving Aalmon, she
makes call for her sycophants, bodyguards and aides-de-camp to prepare a
force against the eastern barbarians.

> OOC: Aalmon does not actually have healing magic, just magic that lets 
> him carry on despite his wounds. I think the wounds are still very much 
> there.
> 

Nice.. Makes it even better.

The man in the robes whispers in your ear as a stinging ointment is
applied. "That was a brave speech; I am sure you will go very far
indeed, as is the want of your profession and destiny. But please, don't
throw away all our hopes yet... But at least we have rabbits on our
side, eh?"