Zg Session 120

Aleith|DM: Spring 6
Aleith|DM: It feels like it's been a long time since you found Triegenes' biography, but it's only been a day and a half. You arrived back at Alais Primos before sunrise, and after you finished resting up from the flight back, you approached Legate Tullius that you were ready for your defence.
Aleith|DM: They pushed off the trial for Evelyn, the god of musicians, to perpare for Triegenes' trial the next day. Large announcements have been made throughout the last day by the town criers.
Aleith|DM: Arch Secula Natalia Degaspare was thrilled to learned you had found the biography, but less than thrilled when you wouldn't show it to her.
Aleith|DM: It's nearing noon as you prepare for the trial at Plaza Hyperion. Over ten thousand people fill the plaza.
Aleith|DM: At the tolling of the twelfth hour, Legate Tullius takes the stage, along with the rest of you. Since this is the first time someone has offered an actual defense in a god trial, Legate Tullius shouts for the crowd to listen as she explains the procedure.
Garrett‘ makes sure his cloak is well cleaned and wears something with an ascot.
Gerald` lights up a ciggerate as his eyes scan over the crowd below, and angels above.
Ernst doesn’t seem too happy to be in front of this many people, honestly. He'd rather be tinkering with Stocke or something.
Aleith|DM: Here in the plaza they will hold the trial—she will present her accusations and evidence, the defense will do the same, and they’re allowed to briefly ask questions of each other—and angels shall oversee it, using their magic to ensure no one can lie. Then the crowd will march the accused to the top of Enzyo Mons, where each side shall give their closing remarks to Aulus Atticus.
Aleith|DM: The godhand will then ask for a verdict. Should the god be found innocent, his surrogate shall be released and none shall harm him. But if the tribunal of the people find him guilty, he shall join the myriad objects of evil before him, and be thrown into the volcano.
Zane *almost* wants to throw the trial just to pich Atticus into the lava, but longterm its not worth it.
Chandrasekhar is, at the very least, accustomed to performing religious rites for crowds. A different religion, certainly, but…
Phyllis: "Never thought I'd be on -this- side of the aisle."
Zane: "Its weird not being the bailiff."
Garrett: "Y' get used to it," he asides to Phyllis.
Aleith|DM: Legate Tullius' first accusation of Triegenes' crimes begins as follows, in summary:
Aleith|DM: Firstly, he created a nation that stretched from Danor to the edge of Elfaivar, making him responsible for hundreds of thousands every generation. He proclaimed that he created the Clergy so that every person would be able to pursue their own path without punishment or enslavement. But when the Great Malice rendered half the nation uninhabitable, cursed the nation's holy leaders, and left the remaining half of the nation vulnerable, Triegenes did not intercede. This most noble nation was once the greatest in the world, but its power has been surpassed by heathenous fiends in Danor, and primitive animists in Risur.
Aleith|DM: Secondary checks? (Bluff, Diplomacy, Initmidate, History, Streetwise, Nature, Religion, Insight?)
Gerald‘ mumbles under his breath, "The hell did you expect would happen when you stiffled creativity and inovation so your leadership could remain in power…" while giving a half shrug in Phyllis’ direction.
Phyllis: "(Surely you will do differently with the powers of the crown.)"
Ernst rolls his eyes. "Funny you should mention that about the Clergy considering…" [History - dredges up an obscure fact about Clergy history, granting a +2 bonus to the primary check.]
Gerald‘ takes a long drag, before letting out a puff of smoke and clearing his throat. "So… Basically what you’re saying is that your mad that your primary god… did exactly as he said he would do? He opened up a pathway for your nation's people to do as they pleased… and then your leadership sat on its collective ass, content to do nothing and actively preventing your people from
Gerald‘ growing so they could stay in power. Meanwhile *our* people were out there, working with one another and the spirits of the land, and laying down foundations so that the generations after them could continue to blaze their own trails. Same with Danor: they couldn’t continue to stay the same, and actively needed to innovate or die. Tigres wanted you to have space to grow, but instead you
Gerald‘ did nothing in squandered it at nearly every opportunity. "
[OOC] Aleith|DM: +2 from Nature
Zane watches the crowd with killers eyes. "You leave Risur out of this. We have never raised a hand to you in anger. But who exactly is planning on going to war with whom right now? I’d rather not start it early, but I will…"
Zane rolled d20+24 and got 6 ( Total: 30 ) for Intimidate
Zane: ( HA! )
[OOC] Aleith|DM: +2 from Intimidate!
Phyllis: "How can he be expected to intercede when the purpose of the Clergy is to free us to pursue our own paths? He sought to empower us. This is supported by scripture, but it seems as if his duty to intercede on our part is an invention of the modern age."
Phyllis: "The two ideas are in contradiction with each other."
Phyllis rolled d20+35 and got 17 ( Total: 52.0 ) for BibleThump
Aleith|DM: Auto-pass for +2 from Religion!
Phyllis: Ahem. +5.
Aleith|DM: …you're right, I read that wrong.
Garrett: "Now now. Trigenes also teaches that every man has greatness within him, and he merely needs to be challenged to awaken his potential. The fury with which these… trials have happened is a sure sign of a spark- but now the fire must be tamed to the forge, the leatherworker's bench, the scholar's lantern, to help Crysillyr thrive in the new age." [Streetwise]
Aleith|DM: Chandrasekhar! What's your rebuttal?
Chandrasekhar nearly sings, rather than speaks, his argument; Phyllis has probably heard his rhetorical style before, but she might be the only one. He argues that in their pride and in their lustful zeal for domination over the world, the Clergy took the ideological side of the Demonocracy, and abandoned the ideals of freedom and empowerment on which Triegenes founded the nation, and turned themselve
Chandrasekhar s away voluntarily from their own god.
Phyllis: "… Like Iiii said."
Chandrasekhar rolled d20+49 and got 4 ( Total: 53 ) for I think this is right? also wow what a big number.
Zane: "Hush, Ursinho. This is not the place for 'I told you so.'"
Zane: "You must wait until we win."
Zane: "Then you can say it."
Chandrasekhar smiles under his mask. Mercifully it is invisible.
Garrett‘ is taken out of the surroundings for a second at Chandrasekhar’s oratory style, and focuses himself right as he's wrapping up.
Aleith|DM: There's a lot of boos from the crowd, but otherwise not a lot of contrary arguments in those remarks.
Aleith|DM: Legate Tullius continues:
Aleith|DM: Secondly, he has been prayed to by millions, but his blessings have only gone to the hierarchs of his religion. Tullius predicts a possible counter-argument that, since Triegenes promoted self-growth, perhaps only the hierarch performed acts of sufficient merit. To counter this, she enumerates many examples of hierarchs achieving their positions through politics, and of martyrs and heroes suffering despite grand deeds they accomplished. The Legate accuses Triegenes of showing hypocritical favoritism.
Aleith|DM: Secondary checks? (Bluff, Diplomacy, Initmidate, History, Streetwise, Religion, Insight?)
Garrett: "Hah. Why would you sweep the achievements of [a local young priest], and [a business owner who established 40 years ago-ish], and [an urchin that became some sort of elected official, who ever heard of that] under the rug? 'twas their strength, guided through divine providence, that rose them to what they became!" [Streetwise]
Aleith|DM: +2!
Zane: "Martyrs earn that title through suffering. It's the meat and potatoes of their claims. Not much of a martyr if you only bleed a little…" He runs a thumb over the hilt of a dagger.
Zane rolled d20+24 and got 20 ( Total: 44 ) for Intimidate
[OOC] Zane: people know what he can do with that dagger, I see
Aleith|DM: +2!
Gerald: "I'm sure any one of you can go into the temple, take your vows, and become a Cleric. How it that not sharing his blessing equally…? You all have the power to make things better, for yourselves and others." [Insight, I guess?]
[OOC] Chandrasekhar: Hot.
Gerald‘ rolled d20+20 and got 3 ( Total: 23 )
Gerald` clearly isn’t really into this and seems kind of anonyed at having to go through the motions.
Phyllis: "My stance is, again, the he was never in a position to hand out favors. Those already in power saw fit to twist the narrative to one where society naturally worked as a meritocracy that just so happened to reward themselves and people like them. Consider the practice of paying for indulgences, yes? It rewards those already with a position. A closer reading of scripture would in fact, paint those
Phyllis: hierarchs as the tyrants, and Triegenes' favor truly lies with the martyrs who sincerely fought for their beliefs. "
Ernst does some more history shit, autopass
Aleith|DM: Chandrasekhar!
Chandrasekhar: "Ah, yes, the Hierarchs. Who, having achieved a position of grace, would of course explain their grace as being granted by Triegenes, when in truth the grace is yours, the people of Crisillyir!" He's addressing the crowd, here: "In every day by day act of faith, in everything that found its way to you when it was needed, sustained you in your moments of darkness: these -were- the blessings of you
Chandrasekhar: r god that raised your country and its people up. They have been with you every moment of your lives. "
Chandrasekhar rolled d20+47 and got 6 ( Total: 53.0 )
Aleith|DM: And for Legate Tullius' final argument:
Aleith|DM: Thirdly, he gave no warnings of the Great Eclipse, and so let the world fall into chaos. She paints a grandiose picture of all the death, destruction, and despair visited upon Crisillyir, and quotes scripture for each that suggests it was within the duty of Triegenes to stop it from happening.
Aleith|DM: Secondary checks? (Bluff, Diplomacy, Initmidate, History, Streetwise, Religion, Insight?)
Gerald: "Wait, since when was your God supposed to be able to see the future? I must have missed that part of the scriptures."
Zane: "Triegenes isn't obligated to do any of that. He showed you the path. Its not his fault that you chose to fall off and start murdering each other. He helped his fellow men. You've been tearing each other apart tooth and nail out of fear. The world went sideways, but YOU are the ones drowning each other in blood. And it stops today."
Gerald‘ rolled d20+20 and got 18 ( Total: 38 )
Zane rolled d20+24 and got 6 ( Total: 30 ) for [Intimidate]
[OOC] Aleith|DM: +2 from Intimidate! +2 from Insight!
Ernst does some more History shit. Autopass.
Garrett` changes tack, and inbetween the points of ’death, destruction, and despair,' he starts pointing out the weeds that have grown from the cracks, the people living, how 'still got roofs over the center square, good for the muffins there, eh?' and 'see, I have some of you all laughing, there's no despair that'll totally crush us.' He's attempting to blunt the edge of her point!
Garrett‘ [Diplomacy!]
Garrett` rolled 1d20+23 and got 16 ( Total: 39 ) for I actually have a diplo score
[OOC] Zane: nani?!?! *dies from reflected bullet*
[OOC] Aleith|DM: +2 from History! +2 from Dipomacy!
Phyllis: "It’s incredibly vague, Garrett, and she's exploiting some more ambiguous, nebulous parts of scripture. You could also make an argument that the destruction we've seen so far is nothing compared to what is yet to come in some distant future, and the Great Eclipse is merely small potatoes."
[OOC] Phyllis: -Garrett +Gerald
[OOC] Aleith|DM: +5 from Religion
Aleith|DM: Chandrasekhar!
[OOC] Chandrasekhar: sec
Gerald: "Shit, it only took use a month to bounce back to normalcy so yeah…"
Phyllis: "Right, the other nations have righted course."
[OOC] Chandrasekhar: okay sorry about that oooone moment
Phyllis: "Yet your peacekeeping forces here are drained, sent to war on flimsy pretenses, while their homeland burns because her children tear each other apart.."
Chandrasekhar: "You claim that Triegenes is not working upon the world, because you expect to find him where you are looking for him. My people have a traditional story, concerning a reveler, deep in his cups, searching underneath the well-lit lantern in the park square for the key to get back to his home, rather than in the darkened places where his key had actually fallen."
Chandrasekhar: "Perhaps you have not seen your God's immanence in the world… because you were looking for it in the wrong places, and looking again to military might as an answer, rather than the ideals He espoused in life?"
Chandrasekhar draws, dramatically, the Humble Hook from under his armour, lets the sunlight glint off of it, lets it lay across his breastplate for all Crisillyir to see.
Garrett‘ plays up the crowd with an ’OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!'
[OOC] Chandrasekhar: what's my diplomacy bonus :D :D
[OOC] Zane: fuuuck son lmao
[OOC] Aleith|DM: ….let's go with a +5 bonus on top for that
Aleith|DM: If you thought there was booing before, you hadn't heard anything like booing until now.
Ernst raises an eyebrow at Garrett.
Aleith|DM: There's certainly far more cries for your execution than anything remotely like calls for Triegenes' death.
Gerald‘ flicks his ciggerate to the side, glances up at the angels.
Chandrasekhar rolled d20+51 and got 5 ( Total: 56.0 ) for I think????
Gerald: "Tell the crowd the man speaks the truth: that’s the real humble hook."
Garrett‘ half-shrugs at Ernst. "(I got caught up in it.)"
Gerald: "Given to him freely."
Chandrasekhar: "ALL THE WORLD MUST STAND AS ONE, OR ALL THE WORLD WILL PERISH. This is Triegenes’ will!"
Aleith|DM: One of the angels nods, while the other speaks, "Yes, it is as they say."
Aleith|DM: The crowd settles a bit, and Legate Tullius directs the crowd to follow them to 'the Cathedral of the accused' where they will make closing remarks. "This is the time for reflection on the arguments of both sides!"
Aleith|DM: For the first time since the god trials began, the mob's climb to the mountain top is hushed, rather than raucous. People suspect this will be the last trial.
Gerald: "Man if they thought *that* was shocking they're in for a treat…"
Ernst: "One can only hope."
Zane: "It's going to be interesting one way or the other."
Garrett: "Hey, I've been out of my element for a while here, so here's something I can really sink my teeth into…"
Aleith|DM: Atticus waits at the balcony, watched by templars, monks, and angels. The thousands who come cannot fit inside, but magic carries the voice of the party and the priests to all. Legate Tullius briefly whispers to the godhand the general state of the trial so far, and then he asks for closing statements.
Aleith|DM: The prosecution goes first, and Legate Tullius spends three minutes repeating the highlights of her accusations, and then looking up to the top of the cathedral as she finishes.
Tullius: "All of these failures," she says, "are symptoms of this god's original sin. He has lied to us. He promised us divinity, said he would guide us to godhood. But in the thousand years since his ascendance, no other mortal has become a god. The closest to that are these very trials, wherein we the people's tribunal have bound the gods to mortal flesh so they could be punished for abandoning us."
Tullius: "Like the corrupt hierarchs and cardinals, Triegenes rose high, and he looked down at us and sniffed in disdain. In his arrogance, he decided his lofty position was for him alone. We could be gods, he said. But he kept that secret for himself."
Tullius: "We have executed many of our deities for abandoning the pact they made with us. As founder of our faith, Triegenes is responsible for all those beneath him. As we found them guilty, so we must do for him. This liar god must be punished. To the fires with him. Burn away his evil so he may no longer lead us astray."
Aleith|DM: Secondary checks? (Bluff, Diplomacy, Initmidate, History, Streetwise, Religion, Insight?)
Ernst does some more History shit. Autopass.
Zane: "You dont seem to realize that claim makes YOU responsible for every person killed in these riots. Should they toss YOU in the fires then? For letting your soldiers burn and kill as they please?"
Zane rolled d20+24 and got 3 ( Total: 27 ) for [Intimidate]
Gerald‘ starts laughing at Tullius finishes her closing remarks, the laugher growing in volume slowly.
Gerald: "As it turns out… none of you know a damned thing about your own religion…!"
Gerald` rolled d20+20 and got 2 ( Total: 22 )
Gerald` holds his sides with a hand and gestures for Phyllis and Chandra.
Phyllis: "As I have said previously, the gods of the Clergy are constructs. Figures, built tall in the minds and imaginations of the people. They are fake in one sense, and real in another. Take money, for instance, which has a similar origin - gold only serves its purpose as currency because humanity decided it would do so, there’s nothing intrinsically valuable about one of the softer metal in the
Phyllis: earth. It has meaning because we give it meaning. "
Garrett: "So easily you discard all the times written in national declarations that Triegenes has warmly blessed the people. You only feel the cold now, and strive to stoke it with the fires of these executions. But it will never warm your souls." [Streetwise]
Phyllis: "So, rest assured, do not take what we are about to say as some nihilistic statement, or some proclamation that it's all in your imaginations, and therefore worthless. That isn't the case. But there is, in fact, textual and historical evidence to indicate that Triegenes stayed as humble as his origins, and did not ascend to divinity. His acts were the acts of a man, not a god."
Phyllis: "The secret he discovered merely turns these imagined concepts into flesh. If I ever find the ingredients, I would be perfectly willing to summon and kill the abstract concept of money."
Zane: "But the how will I pay for things? Ursinho thats crazytalk."
Phyllis: "You mean, how would those with capital find ways to extract yet more capital from the masses underneath them?"
Zane: "Or 'how much could you reasonably expect to barter for the killing of another person'"
Phyllis gestures to Chandra. "But I digress. I am familiar with the arcane workings of the ritual in question, yet I will leave the final details to Chandra."
Garrett: "That's worth at least, like, three goats."
Zane: "Holy goats?"
Zane grins.
Phyllis: "… If the peanut gallery is done."
Zane makes a small 'go ahead' gesture.
Phyllis: "If I truly believed there was nothing worth salvaging, that this was all imagined and a pack of lies, then I would indeed be on the other side of the isle, accusing Triegenes as well as the other gods. I have done so for much of my life, raising hell against the Clergy, studying scripture to know it just as well as their own hierarchs. Yet I stand here because I have found a kernel of truth
Phyllis: underneath the twisted lies. "
Phyllis: "And that's worth protecting."
Phyllis gestures to Chandra again. "(Sorry. Had one more closing line.)"
Chandrasekhar looks like he was struggling, with himself, for a while - in communion, perhaps. With Srasama? With Triegenes? With the weight of history, bearing down on his shoulders in this moment, weighing the truth that burns against a noble lie to light, perhaps, the future.
Chandrasekhar sings, with glorious regret, the Dirge of Crisillyir: that Triegenes truly never ascended to Godhood, that his godhood existed, at all times, within the minds and hearts of his faithful. The truth of the forbidden biography, shattering the lie at the heart of Crisillyir's religion. And yet:
Chandrasekhar: "…and yet. With faith, one does not need the ritual of theofaction to bestow a god's presence upon the world. With the faith that has always been in the hearts of the Clergy, the -truth- obscured by the lie can shine forth."
Chandrasekhar: "A truth that surpasses even death."
Chandrasekhar: "A truth that surpasses past mistakes."
Chandrasekhar removes their mask, and golden light spills forth from behind the mask; four extra shimmering golden arms sprout from their back, and the invoke the memory of Srasama, and for a brief and glorious moment, all assembled feel the light of the sun.
[OOC] Zane: everybody takes 23 damage. wait shit-
Garrett‘ licks his lips and swallows hard, silhouetting against the crowd. He watches their faces, and slowly, subtly, moves his hands to the hilts of his daggers.
Chandrasekhar who is also Srasama, in this moment, speaks, their voice god-tinged: "And in recognition of this faith, I forgive you, O Crisillyir. I absolve you of your blood-debt."
Chandrasekhar: "With faith, one earns grace. With grace, those who were once enemies can hold hands. Srasama’s messenger can carry the Humble Hook. There is a truth beyond truth and lies. Will each of you seek it, seek the God within that you could grow into? I hope that you do."
Chandrasekhar slumps, and the gold visage disperses into motes of light.
Gerald‘ stops laughing as Chandra speaks, and nods as Srasama finished, standing up straighter before returning his gaze to the crowd solemly.
Chandrasekhar rolled d20+51 and got 5 ( Total: 56 ) for or whatever my diplomancy bonus is for that this round
Aleith|DM: There’s cries of despair. There's cries of disbelief. There's cries of anger and righteous fury. But there's also cries of acceptance.
Phyllis: The smug, smirk of one comfortable in their position of superior knowledge, of a better logical position fades from Phyllis' countenance through these events.
Aleith|DM: Eventually, though, the cries turn towards shouts of 'innocent,' 'mercy,' 'release him,' and the like.
Garrett‘ releases a breath he’s been holding for a while, and his hands slide further down to his legs.
Aleith|DM: Atticus looks at the mob in disbelief, then to the constables before snarling and heading towards the back.
Garrett: "(He mad?)"
Phyllis: "We have the original autobiography of Triegenes here with us, as well as several copies."
Gerald‘ grabs a copy of the diary from Phyllis, then goes after Atticus to make sure he has one.
Atticus: "Everyone, back off!" Even his allies and the angels give him room.
Phyllis: "May the angels strike me down if there is any element of untruth to what I have just said."
Gerald` pauses mid-stride, raising an eyebrow at Atticus.
Gerald: "Something the matter…?"
Aleith|DM: Then he pulls open his shirt to reveal that he has already painted himself with blood for the sacrament .
Zane sighs.
Atticus roars, "They’ve tricked you, as I suspected. You're all impure! Deceived by pleasant lies. Triegenes, you have failed me, and I have failed my people. I shall become you, and together our failure will burn away the lies and reveal a glorious truth!"
Atticus: "You wanted me to stand in for Triegenes, constables? So I shall!"
[OOC] Phyllis: Time Stop
Aleith|DM: What Do You Do?
Phyllis: How far gone is the ritual so far? Would removing enough blood abort it?
Aleith|DM: He needs to intone the final four lines of chant to finish the ritual.
Aleith|DM: The blood can be somewhat smudged, but too much removed and it won't work.
Phyllis steps up and places a wadded up piece of parchment in his mouth to gag him, then moving to the other side to intercede between him and the volcano pit.
Phyllis: And the flow of time resumes.
Aleith|DM: He's not far from the edge at this point, but you are [Sturdy].
Garrett: "You done goofed," he snarls.
Phyllis: She can be ready with an [Illusory Wall]. Or even a [Refocus] [Mordenkainen's Mansion] to break his fall.
Gerald‘ draws his blaster in the blink of an eye, quickly firing his grappling hook around Atticus’ legs and pulling him away from the ledge, even while being modernly confused at PHyllis teleporting.
Atticus: "Be-oou aa aaa nooo-"
Chandrasekhar smirks.
Gerald: "Where WE come from, losin' a case in court means you *don't* get to do whatever dumb bullshit you wanted to do!"
Phyllis: "Acting in defiance of the crowd. Is this not the definition of tyranny and enslavement that Triegenes' principles of the Clergy sought to fight against?"
Garrett: "And if you try anyway? Well." He opens his arms wide, gesturing to the party.
Aleith|DM: He mumbles some more around the parchment and then just settles for glaring at you from the ground.
Phyllis: "As much as I wanted to intervene last time, I refrained. The crowd chose."
Phyllis: "Do us the same favor."
Gerald‘ glares right back.
Zane: "If you want to die, that can be arranged. If you want to destroy the faith of your people and murder them by the score in the process, that I will not allow."
Zane steps over to Atticus. "Choose. Live, survive, and grow. Or die a coward in a sea of flames. But you will go alone, without your god."
Gerald: "Anyway, this is exactly why ya’ll need to start forging paths for yourselves and not listening to whatever bullshit some lying ass motherfucker who doesn't have your best interests in mind says to you."
Chandrasekhar just stares at Zane intensely for a second. <3_<3
Phyllis: "Someone wipe the blood from him while he can't talk."
Zane wrings the corner of his cloak over the godhand, washing him clean. [Grey Rain Cloak]
[OOC] Zane: I KNEW THAT FUCKING THING WOULD COME IN HANDY
Phyllis: "I briefly considered cutting his tongue out while I stopped time, but that seemed excessive."
Chandrasekhar: "…faith can and will surpass the mistakes of the past."
Aleith|DM: Once Atticus has been cleaned up and can speak, he bows his head. "…I will accept the tribunal's vote."
Gerald‘ undoes the grappling hook and takes a step back with a nod, before dropping the copy of the diary in his other hand on Atticus’ chest.
Gerald: "Read it, and maybe learn something about being a better person."
Garrett: "(…I don't think we arrest him, though.)" He looks up at the angels, and to some of the other priests, and gestures toward Atticus.
Atticus: "I let my…zeal…get the better of me."
Zane shrugs. "There is the ledge. There is your choice."
Zane goes back to leaning against the wall.
Atticus: "You have done as I asked, and let me try our god with a real defence. I did not expect it to be so…robust."
Phyllis: "Zeal, and the shock of a truth that shook your belief to the core."
Phyllis: "It's okay."
Atticus: "It's true. I wanted to throw away the old gods, but when did that for me, I still clung to him."
Phyllis: "And as I said, that belief still serves a purpose. It would not be right to throw it away. Merely the context has changed."
Atticus: "I will grudgingly admit that your previously-submitted documents will need another look."
Garrett: "Really hanging onto the pride, there, dang."
Zane: "Don't throw your spine out bending over backwards to save your people from a stupid war or anything."
Atticus: "Come. We will get you your book from the Librarium, and I will recall our armies as fast as I can."
Garrett: "Yeah, we sort of have to get back to that, don't we."
Zane nods and offers him a hand up.
Gerald: "Works for me."
Aleith|DM: He grabs the hand and lets you help him up.
Aleith|DM: As the people wait for the final word, he calls out, "Triegenes has proven himself! Not as a god, but as a man who's ideals we should all be striving for!"
Aleith|DM: And as the crowd disperses, and you begin heading down the mountain, he steps up beside Chandrasekhar.
Atticus: "You have both humbly and arrogantly tore down everything I once believed in. But not without reason. And I have truly been humbled by your own act of faith."
Atticus: "Our colonies on your peoples' land have also been thrown in turmoil. And I'm sure yours are even worse off. You're trying to turn back this Obscurati's plan, yes?"
Phyllis: "Let me put it this way. Similarly, there is a kernel of truth and goodness in what they're trying to do, but something in it has twisted and grown corrupt. Their leader had a grudge against the Clergy, I suspect largely due to the hierachs' actions."
Phyllis: "But that's roughly the size of it."
Chandrasekhar nods to Atticus. "There have been… altercations in my land between my people and the Obscurati's agents. And… well. I am confident that at one point they had ideals worth following in mind, but they too have forsaken their ideals."
Chandrasekhar: "…which is to say, we stand in opposition to them for more than one reason. Yes."
Phyllis: "Take, for instance, the Great Eclipse. That is not the direct fault of the Obscurati, but an opportunistic third party."
Atticus: "Very well. When you are finished 'saving the world', you and I should talk about Elfaivar. I suspect your people would have a great deal to say about ours there."
Chandrasekhar: "I imagine that to be the case, indeed."
Aleith|DM: After grabbing the extra-large key from the Praetorio Urbis, at the Jenevah Grand Librarium, you meet up with the Arch Secula, and then they open the lock together to get the ritual book for the Axis Seal ritual.
Aleith|DM: It's a large leather-bound tome with various notes stuck inside it.
Zane: "Wow."
Garrett: "Reading material for the trip back home. Cover to cover!"
Phyllis: "I'll get right on that."
Aleith|DM: Altogether, it consists of a heavy tome, with notes in multiple languages, sheets of traced symbols from Ancient ruins, and a complex mix of instructions and suppositions that will take a week of effort to piece together.
Aleith|DM: The flight back to Flint takes about a day, and as you arrive in late afternoon, the Crisillyri fleet is already beginning to pull out.
Garrett‘ shows up just in time to wave them goodbye.
Zane looks at the departing ships. "I’m glad I didnt have to burn their capital down."
Garrett: "I'm sure you could have rigged the volcano to do it for you."
Zane: "That was my plan yeah."
Phyllis: "…I'm from there, you realize."
Garrett: "-Really- glad."
Zane: "Mmhmm. And I like them better for it. But if I was willing to kill the Bruse, do you really think I would let sentiment stop me from breaking that country in half out of neccessity?"
Phyllis: "Then I'm glad it wasn't necessary."
Chandrasekhar: "We are building a new and kinder world together." They look… pleased.
Zane: "As am I, Ursinho." He grins. "You would never have let me hear the end of it, and perhaps even made me do my own paperwork."
Phyllis: "I can literally tell laws of physics and time to shut up and sit down."
Phyllis: "As you saw, my approach is now more pre-emptive."
Zane: "Perhaps I am finally rubbing off on you a little bit."
Garrett: "We didn't really 'see it,' but we get it."
Phyllis: "It's always been an arms race between us, gunshow."
Zane: "I feel like my inability to cheat with magic puts me at a severe disadvantage."
Zane: "On the other hand everybody sleeps, so I'll call it even."
Phyllis: "Not true, eladrin merely trance."
Phyllis: "So as long as I'm on Chandra's good side, I've got them looking out."
Aleith|DM: You all level up to 28.
Zane: "So long as you are on Chandras good side, you are likely on my good side." He gives her a one-armed hug. "You are a good friend and true, Ursinho. It is the only thing that keeps me from being mortally afraid of what you can do."
Chandrasekhar chuckles.
Aleith|DM: The royal coffers provide you with an additional 7,500,000 gp.
[OOC] Zane: sweet jesus
Garrett‘ shows up in the royal meeting room. "These last couple of weeks have been a -ride-."
Phyllis: "But we’re three-for-three."
Zane: "And I hardly had to kill anybody."
Garrett: "Anyway. While the Axis Seal ritual is being deciphered and pieced together, let's catch up on the state of Risur, what we've learned, and what we're going to need…" The main doors close on these lines, like the end of a TV show episode.
Phyllis: "D… do you expect me to do both at once?"

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