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sayto zimt He was the father of halflings, then. Or at least their whole and complete corrupter. He
seeded this land.
You say to Zimtist 'He was the father of halflings, then. Or at least their whole and complete
corrupter. He seeded this land.'
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sayto zimt The early of the Cathar-Du worshipped yours. They were explorers, seekers of knowledge.
You say to Zimtist 'The early of the Cathar-Du worshipped yours. They were explorers, seekers of
knowledge.'
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Zimtist nods.
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emote sighs a slow, wistful sigh.
Athyero sighs a slow, wistful sigh.
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sayto zimt It's ironic, how close we came to the eastern Empire being entirely a vision of the
essence.
You say to Zimtist 'It's ironic, how close we came to the eastern Empire being entirely a vision of
the essence.'
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Zimtist says 'I happened upon some writings of him very recently, a tome telling a tale of
Dreddnahr, the halflings, and the sea king Kias.'
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say The Cathar-du built N'kashya into a city of jade. They mined that jade from the pits below, and
as they dug they came close to the waiting seeds of Dreddnahr.
You say 'The Cathar-du built N'kashya into a city of jade. They mined that jade from the pits below,
and as they dug they came close to the waiting seeds of Dreddnahr.'
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say Little roots planted by his worshippers before them, to whisper and taint.
You say 'Little roots planted by his worshippers before them, to whisper and taint.'
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Cyrill stops resting, and clambers to his feet.
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say Some fell very easily. Some fell very hard. Many fell, but not all.
You say 'Some fell very easily. Some fell very hard. Many fell, but not all.'
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Cyrill starts to pray.
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Cyrill utters the words, 'gaiqhjabral'.
Cyrill is protected by sanctuary.
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Cyrill starts to pray.
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Cyrill utters the words, 'qcandusahz yaae'.
A loaf of golden bread suddenly appears.
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Cyrill eats a loaf of golden bread.
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Cyrill drinks water from a smooth silver goblet filled with water.
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Cyrill sits down and rests.
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sayto zimt The city of jade flourished for decades. Some say centuries.
You say to Zimtist 'The city of jade flourished for decades. Some say centuries.'
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sayto zimt It was a hub of learning, commerce, and Imperial growth.
You say to Zimtist 'It was a hub of learning, commerce, and Imperial growth.'
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sayto zimt It was one of the only cities of men for a long time.
You say to Zimtist 'It was one of the only cities of men for a long time.'
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sayto zimt However, over time the cult of Az'pook took hold like a cancer.
You say to Zimtist 'However, over time the cult of Az'pook took hold like a cancer.'
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say You see, Dreddnahr then was stuck on the other side of our plane. This plane had thick walls
between planes, then. Magic could flow, but little else.
You say 'You see, Dreddnahr then was stuck on the other side of our plane. This plane had thick
walls between planes, then. Magic could flow, but little else.'
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say However, his words could flow too. It's how he corrupted the halflings. It's how he corrupted
the Cathar-Du.
You say 'However, his words could flow too. It's how he corrupted the halflings. It's how he
corrupted the Cathar-Du.'
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Zimtist says 'As so often happens in the history books.'
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Xarendath asks 'Did He reside in the void or was this left to speculation?'
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say And they were powerful, mostly because of their knowledge. They had studied, and learned, and
his words promised more knowledge and understanding. Originally benevolent, but they couldn't feel
the pan getting hotter as he was stewing them.
You say 'And they were powerful, mostly because of their knowledge. They had studied, and learned,
and his words promised more knowledge and understanding. Originally benevolent, but they couldn't
feel the pan getting hotter as he was stewing them.'
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say He was in the void, until they released him.
You say 'He was in the void, until they released him.'
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Xarendath nods.
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say See, the halflings fell and took his magic. But they wanted it for themselves, and had no hope
of ever truly helping him.
You say 'See, the halflings fell and took his magic. But they wanted it for themselves, and had no
hope of ever truly helping him.'
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say The Cathar-Du were knowledge seekers and benevolent. Those who fell thought they were releasing
knowledge, and new avenues for their people.
You say 'The Cathar-Du were knowledge seekers and benevolent. Those who fell thought they were
releasing knowledge, and new avenues for their people.'
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say Much more damaging.
You say 'Much more damaging.'
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say They set up a temple beneath N'kashya by which to stage their rituals for him. All while the
Cathar-Du jade city above was a thriving metropolis of scholarship.
You say 'They set up a temple beneath N'kashya by which to stage their rituals for him. All while
the Cathar-Du jade city above was a thriving metropolis of scholarship.'
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Zimtist nods.
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say You might know this temple complex. You can still see it now if you portal to the Quyling. It's
Beozaztar.
You say 'You might know this temple complex. You can still see it now if you portal to the Quyling.
It's Beozaztar.'
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Cyrill nods.
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Zimtist says 'Is it? I have known they are related, but it is difficult for me to properly explore
the area.'
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nod zimt
You nod at him.
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Zimtist says 'It is a bit, how shall I say, hostile.'
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Xarendath says 'Demons have little use for diplomacy.'
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say As you can imagine knowing the current state of it, you can predict the end of the story. The
worshippers of knowledge fell completely. They thought they were opening the door to a library, in
their heads. Their eyes had been so covered completely by the lies and the dark magic. They
willingly supped of it, though, because to them knowledge was power.
You say 'As you can imagine knowing the current state of it, you can predict the end of the story.
The worshippers of knowledge fell completely. They thought they were opening the door to a library,
in their heads. Their eyes had been so covered completely by the lies and the dark magic. They
willingly supped of it, though, because to them knowledge was power.'
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say So greed, under a benevolent guise.
You say 'So greed, under a benevolent guise.'
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Xarendath says 'The few I've met anyway. A devil nearly took my head.'
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Xarendath says 'The few I've met anyway. A devil nearly took my head.'
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Xarendath mutters quietly.
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say They were the ones who broke the wall between planes, and opened the door for Dreddnahr the
demon lord to this realm.
You say 'They were the ones who broke the wall between planes, and opened the door for Dreddnahr the
demon lord to this realm.'
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say All beneath the first capital of the first Empire.
You say 'All beneath the first capital of the first Empire.'
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Xarendath drinks water from a phial of snow-water.
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say He tore through with such force, such darkness, the very soil burns with the curse today.
You say 'He tore through with such force, such darkness, the very soil burns with the curse today.'
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Xarendath gets a large golden apple from the bin.
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Xarendath inspects the apple as he gives a tight-lipped nod.
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Xarendath eats a large golden apple.
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say The original Empire collapsed with the heart fallen, and it took centuries for it to reform.
You say 'The original Empire collapsed with the heart fallen, and it took centuries for it to
reform.'
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Xarendath says 'Very crisp.'
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say However, the city was built so well it still stands. Imperial scholars have spent millenia
trying to find the magic to heal the land.
You say 'However, the city was built so well it still stands. Imperial scholars have spent millenia
trying to find the magic to heal the land.'
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say Magic is weaker, now. Thinner. There's no hope, but there's effort.
You say 'Magic is weaker, now. Thinner. There's no hope, but there's effort.'
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say We want our capital back.
You say 'We want our capital back.'
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emote waves a hand dismissively.
Athyero waves a hand dismissively.
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say But I won't get into those ambitions.
You say 'But I won't get into those ambitions.'
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Zimtist says to you 'The city still stands, in duality. By day, the Empire maintains a garrison
within, by night, spirits roam the streets.'
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say There's a nested doll of stories within that larger story. Deceits, intrigues. The high priest
of Zarathustra confronting the high priest of Az'pook, once distant kin of eachother.
You say 'There's a nested doll of stories within that larger story. Deceits, intrigues. The high
priest of Zarathustra confronting the high priest of Az'pook, once distant kin of eachother.'
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Zimtist nods.
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Xarendath says 'I would like to absorb these histories before your time has come.'
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say But the ultimate takeaway of it all is that it was the first city of men, it was brilliant, and
it was powerful. It was hosted by the original true seekers of exploration and knowledge, and they
were corrupted and fell.
You say 'But the ultimate takeaway of it all is that it was the first city of men, it was brilliant,
and it was powerful. It was hosted by the original true seekers of exploration and knowledge, and
they were corrupted and fell.'
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say And it was on them that Dreddnahr broke through to Pyrathia.
You say 'And it was on them that Dreddnahr broke through to Pyrathia.'
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emote hums a small, low note.
Athyero hums a small, low note.
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say I should write them a thank-you note.
You say 'I should write them a thank-you note.'
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Xarendath asks 'The price of curiosity?'
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sayto xar We don't have the time, but I can get you in touch with the eastern archivists.
You say to Xarendath 'We don't have the time, but I can get you in touch with the eastern
archivists.'
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sayto zim That was a lot of words, and I hope it rose to the occasion. What can I answer for you?
You ask to Zimtist 'That was a lot of words, and I hope it rose to the occasion. What can I answer
for you?'
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sayto zimt It is rare I am a book this open, but I always pay my debts.
You say to Zimtist 'It is rare I am a book this open, but I always pay my debts.'
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Xarendath says to you 'That would be most beneficial for many reasons. Many things can be taken from
histories.'
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Zimtist asks to you 'There was a tale that originally inspired my query, that of a legendary seed,
to be sown in a grove within the city. Is such a seed related to the events of this time?'
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Cyrill says to Xarendath 'That is one thing I agree with you on. We can learn a lot from history,
so that we do not make the same mistakes again'
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Xarendath asks 'The Sai Baba Tree?'
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Zimtist says 'Perhaps so.'
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nod
You nod.
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Xarendath nods at you.
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Xarendath says 'That much I am familiar with.'
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sayto zim I believe Sai Baba is the ancient languages name for your Lord's previous face.
You say to Zimtist 'I believe Sai Baba is the ancient languages name for your Lord's previous face.'
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hum
You hum softly.
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Zimtist says 'I came across a legend that one can stand in the gove, holding the seed, and sow it.'
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say Did the legend say what would happen when the seed was sewn?
You ask 'Did the legend say what would happen when the seed was sewn?'
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Xarendath says 'I believe the seed still exists out there somewhere.'
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Xarendath says 'I am wracking my brain trying to remember...'
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Cyrill stops resting, and clambers to his feet.
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Xarendath says to Zimtist 'Would you scry for seeds for...'
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Xarendath grins.
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Xarendath asks 'Curiosity's sake?'
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Zimtist stops resting.
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Zimtist starts to pray.
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Cyrill starts to pray.
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Zimtist utters the words, 'hiqahz abyzqh'.
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Cyrill utters the words, 'hiqahz abyzqh'.
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Xarendath says 'It will be an interesting looking one. Colorful.'
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Zimtist asks 'a white seed tinted with shades of blue, perhaps?'
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Xarendath closes his eyes as if trying to remember.
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Xarendath says 'That.'
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Xarendath nods at Zimtist.
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Xarendath says to Zimtist 'That is the seed of Sai Baba.'
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Xarendath says to Zimtist 'My thanks for humoring us al.'
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Zimtist nods.
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say I believe it is a relic from a time when magic was thicker, weighed down with the misbegotten
hopes of those who would save the city or something else.
You say 'I believe it is a relic from a time when magic was thicker, weighed down with the
misbegotten hopes of those who would save the city or something else.'
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Xarendath nods at you.