You say to Imris 'Firstly Imris, tell me more about yourself. I wish to know your upbringing and
your profession, your thoughts on the others lands as well as your view on discipline.'

Health:100 Mana: 35 Energy:100
4 platinum, 3 gold, 7 silver, 8 copper

Health:100 Mana: 39 Energy:100
4 platinum, 3 gold, 7 silver, 8 copper

Rai yells 'Hey lady!'

Health:100 Mana: 39 Energy:100
4 platinum, 3 gold, 7 silver, 8 copper

Leila yells 'The answer's no!'

Health:100 Mana: 39 Energy:100
4 platinum, 3 gold, 7 silver, 8 copper

You now attempt to resist summoning spells.

Rai yells 'You suck!'

Leila yells 'Not for you!'

Rai yells 'You don't suck girls!'

The Magistrate's Office
You have entered the office of the imperial magistrate of Menegroth.
Every month, the nobles of the city take turns passing judgement on the
commoners of Menegroth, helping them settle their disputes. It is tiresome
for the appointed magistrate, but such are the burdens of the wealthy. A
large desk with a small silver scale, several quill pens, and a stack of
parchments are here - it all makes you feel a bit smaller than usual.
Obvious exits: e
(Charmed) A golden-furred male lion is here, confidence in his step.
A golden-furred male lion is here, confidence in his step.
Imris is here.
A legionnaire giant is here, surveying his surroundings.
A legionnaire corporal is here on duty.
A legionnaire corporal is here on duty.
A legionnaire sergeant is here, surveying his surroundings.
The Imperial Magistrate, Sabrina, is here looking pompous.

A legionnaire corporal yells 'Further disturbance of Imperial Peace shall be dealt with harshly!'
Ok.

Rai yells 'This isn't disturbance! It's long distance communecation!'
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l imr
Tucked behind the pointed ears of this deep-elf, braids and twisted
dreadlocks of shimmery silver decorated with colorful beads fall her waist.
Her deep violet eyes are nestled between arched brows and an upturned nose.
Her thin shape borders upon gaunt, with long spindly limbs and slightly
sunken features.
Overall, Imris is in excellent condition.

Imris is using:
<worn on finger> a band with a topaz inlay (brand new)
<worn on finger> a band with an amethyst inlay (brand new)
<worn around neck> a topaz pendant on a silk cord (brand new)
<worn around neck> an amethyst pendant on a silk cord (brand new)
<worn on body> a silken shirt, bearing arcane glyphs (superb)
<worn on head> a silken hood, bearing arcane glyphs (superb)
<worn on legs> a pair of silken pants, bearing arcane glyphs (superb)
<worn on feet> a pair of polished black boots, bearing arcane glyphs (superb)
<worn on hands> a pair of silk gloves, bearing arcane glyphs (superb)
<worn on arms> a pair of silken sleeves, bearing arcane glyphs (superb)
<worn about body> a flowing Zhenshi-style robe of blue flame (brand new)
<worn about waist> a silken sash, bearing arcane glyphs (superb)
<worn around wrist> a topaz-and-silver beaded bracelet (brand new)
<worn around wrist> an amethyst-and-silver beaded bracelet (brand new)

Morning comes and a coppery liquid envelops the skull, forming and then solidifying into the deadpan
.
Leila yells 'Come and get us, then!'

Imris says 'I'm a sorceress, though I'm sure you were aware of that. I have lived in the Empire
nearly half a century: I was sent to the surface to see if my fledgling magical abilities were
suited to an actual profession.'

Imris says 'And I've been honing my craft diligently since I was able to enter the academy.'

Vivitnir nods slowly, he looks at the woman studying her from top to bottom. Vivitnir's jaw
clenches tightly as he assumes a more rigid posture.

You say to Imris 'I know you Imris but I know little of you, the Legion is here to protect the
Empire and it's Citizenry. It is also here to serve YOU should you prove to be useful and rise
through the ranks.'

Imris says 'As for the other lands, I've no particular thoughts on Taslamar. My heritage makes
Ayamao hostile, though I find it intriguing and beautiful and may explore it further when I can mask
my form. The most interesting of the other kingdoms is Zhenshi. I find it most interesting that the
Empire has had a great influence in seating their empress.'


You ask to Imris 'Why do you wish to prove yourself in the Legion?'

You ask to Imris 'Lands? Riches? Authority?'

You say to Imris 'Or is it merely what your kind often seeks? Power.'

Imris lets a wry grin cross her lips as she regards you for a long moment. She speaks deliberately
as she answers.

The eye of the dragon blinks.
Your eyes glow red.
An aura of divine blessing surrounds you.
You feel less protected.
You are protected from good.

Imris says 'I've no use for land. Or authority. Riches are useful, but simply a tool. Power is the
only conquest. Those who pretend otherwise are liars. But I do earnestly believe that the Empire is
the kingdom best suited to foster power.'

Vivitnir nods once at the deep-elven woman.

con imris
You could probably kill Imris naked.

You say to Imris 'Very well.'

You say to Imris 'The Legions are fingers of the Empire, usually not too effective unless they can
rely on one another and form into a fist to break through the enemy and dash them against the rocks
the way the Dragon Sea does to vessels.'

You ask to Imris 'What is the true power of the Empire?'

Imris nods.

You say to Imris 'It is simply the Legion.'

You say to Imris 'If we were to leave the service of the Emperor and scatter to the lands, the
Bright Star would fall to camps of armed rabble.'

You hear soldiers shouting orders in the distance.

You say to Imris 'I expect loyalty and respect from my Legionary.'

You say to Imris 'I shall be your teacher and your guide, your Master.'

Imris nods at you.

You say to Imris 'In turn I shall let you earn Power with the full support of the Legion.'

The Magistrate's Office
You have entered the office of the imperial magistrate of Menegroth.
Every month, the nobles of the city take turns passing judgement on the
commoners of Menegroth, helping them settle their disputes. It is tiresome
for the appointed magistrate, but such are the burdens of the wealthy. A
large desk with a small silver scale, several quill pens, and a stack of
parchments are here - it all makes you feel a bit smaller than usual.
Obvious exits: e
(Charmed) A golden-furred male lion is here, confidence in his step.
A golden-furred male lion is here, confidence in his step.
Imris is here.
A legionnaire giant is here, surveying his surroundings.
A legionnaire corporal is here on duty.
A legionnaire corporal is here on duty.
A legionnaire sergeant is here, surveying his surroundings.
The Imperial Magistrate, Sabrina, is here looking pompous.

You hear foot steps nearby.

l e
You see Guard Post.
A citizen, a legionnaire corporal and a legionnaire sergeant are nearby east from here.

You hear foot steps nearby.

You ask 'Imris, do you agree to uphold Imperial Law and follow orders given by myself through the
omnipotence of the Emperor?'

XXXXXX walks in from the east.
An XXXXXX walks in from the east.

XXXXX walks east.
An XXXXX walks east.
You hear foot steps nearby.

Imris says to you 'I so agree.'

You ask to Imris 'So long as you serve in the Legion in any capacity do you swear to be loyal to Me,
to never question my Orders and to always Obey?'

You are hungry.

Imris says to you 'I so swear.'

Imris has been inducted into The Imperial Legions.

[LEGION] Vivitnir: Hail Imris, Legatus Exemplary.

[LEGION] Imris: Hail, and thank you.

You say 'Here you may learn leadership and siegecraft.'

[LEGION] Vivitnir: Remember Imris, we are ABOVE the law.

[LEGION] Vivitnir: Take no qualms about your actions as long as it serves you and the Legion.

[LEGION] Imris: Understood.

As night approaches the deadpan shimmers and begins to melt away, exposing the skull underneath.