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  • That Rascally Kishime by Arithon
    Added on Feb 14, 2010

    In this scene, Lord Templar Kishime Fale is having a conversation with a fellow Blue-Robe, Lord Templar Didrik Tor. Lord Didrik had recently found a magickal necklace on an expedition outside the city, and had claimed it as his prize. Today, Kishime asks him if he has fully deciphered its meaning yet. When Lord Didrik answers 'no', Kishime asks politely if he may see the necklace in order to inspect it. It's a trick.


    Lieutenant's Quarters [NE]
    The furnishings of this apartment style section of the barracks are
    quite sparse.  The red stone bricks of the city wall form the southern
    wall of this room, setting a backdrop for the simple wooden furniture
    which clutters it.
       A sturdy looking door to the north, and a flimsy one to the east
    appear to be the only exits.
    An elegantly curved, ivory scroll receptacle rests against the wall.
    A coatstand, made of bone and antler, sits here.
    A bone sided chest sits here.
    A bulging basket, woven of numut vines, sits here.
    A heavy baobab chest rests here upon its broad feet.
    The solid, asperous woman casts a watchful eye on her surroundings.
    The thickset, heavy-limbed templar is standing here.

    The thickset, heavy-limbed templar gives you a shimmering amulet of mountain stone.

    You think:
         "What a fool."

    You hold the amulet.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar closes his hand around the stone, lifting it to inspect the face closely.
     
    You think:
         "That was easy.  He has no claim to this."
     
    Speaking in a soft kind voice as he tucks the stone into his pocket, you say to the thickset, heavy-limbed templar, in tatlum:
         "Lord Didrik.  I deem you unfit to bare this relic.  You are endangered by it, and are wasting the true scope of its potential."
     
    Frowning darkly and massaging a scarred knuckle, the thickset, heavy-limbed templar asks 
    you, in tatlum:
         "What power do you have to make this decision, and what have you based it from?"
     
    Pushing from the wall to casually saunter towards the exit, you say to the thickset, heavy-limbed templar, in tatlum:
         "We are hardly peers.  You're much inferior to me.  I base it on the incompetance you've shown.  "

    You stop leading the thickset, heavy-limbed templar.

    <Kishime walks outside>

    Morning's Road [NES]
       This wide road marks the very southernmost edge of Allanak.  The dry
    red stones of the city wall rise up abruptly here, and over them stretches
    the eternal sky, filled with whirling sand and wind.  Buildings line the
    road, some actually built into it, while others are free-standing structures
    of their own.  The road itself is hard-packed dirt for the most part, with
    circular flagstones of dull reddish yellow sandstone placed at widely
    interspersed intervals. 
    A human soldier of Tektolnes stands watch, before a stone building.

    The thickset, heavy-limbed templar has arrived from the south.
    The solid, asperous woman has arrived from the south.

    The thickset, heavy-limbed templar falls in behind you.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar glances over his shoulder at the thickset, heavy-limbed templar with a sweet smile and innocent batting of his lashes.

    Raising his voice angrily, the thickset, heavy-limbed templar exclaims to you, in tatlum:
         "You are addled by spice, Kishime!  I have Lord Templar Marsellus' permission to do
    with that stone what I will!"

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar giggles softly, tugging his robe closed around himself.

    Gently, you say to the thickset, heavy-limbed templar, in tatlum:
         "If he orders me to return it, I shall.  Otherwise, I plan to make full use of it. 
    It's wasted on you."

    Jabbing a meaty finger at you, the thickset, heavy-limbed templar exclaims to you, in tatlum:
         "You are unfit to wear that -robe-, and you endanger Allanak itself!"

    Softening his tone lovingly, you say to the thickset, heavy-limbed templar, in tatlum:
         "Hush, tiny Templar.  I will share the fruits of this with you, if you see reason."

    Extending his hand firmly, the thickset, heavy-limbed templar says to you, in tatlum:
         "Return the stone."

    Speaking even softer, you say to the thickset, heavy-limbed templar, in tatlum:
         "Don't make a scene."

    You stop leading the thickset, heavy-limbed templar.

    <Kishime walks into a building on the other side of the road>

    A human soldier unlocks the door with a sturdy steel key.
    A human soldier opens the door.
    A human soldier bows his head, placing a sturdy steel key about his neck.
    A human soldier exclaims, in sirihish:
         "All hail the Servants of the Highlord!"

    Stonework Building [SU]
       This small stonework building is simple in design and function.  Set
    into the stonework of the meticulously kept northern wall is a large jade
    cross on an obsidian field.  A large, oval rug sprawls out in the center of
    the floor.  A sturdy door in the south wall provides the only other entrance
    to this building.  A large, semi-circular desk rests beneath the jade cross
    on the northern wall.  A split staircase ascends up from this foyer on both
    the eastern and western walls, meeting at the center, high above the jade
    cross. 
    A diminutive, white-robed templar sits at a semi-circular desk.

    The thickset, heavy-limbed templar has arrived from the south.
    The solid, asperous woman has arrived from the south.

    <Kishime walks up the stairs>

    A Well-Lit Stairwell [EWUD]
       Fixed securely to the walls, small oil lamps keep this hallway well lit
    despite the fact that there are no windows.  The walls of this hallway are
    lined with doors, and where they are not, small ornaments hang, mostly
    sigils from one of the various noble houses of Allanak.  A set of stairs
    lead down towards the main entryway of this building, as well as lead
    further up into the building's interior. 

    The thickset, heavy-limbed templar has arrived from below.
    The solid, asperous woman has arrived from below.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar sways his hips as he skips up the stairs nimbly.

    Clutching his hand into a fist and planting it into the small of his back, the thickset,
    heavy-limbed templar says to you, in tatlum:
         "I will report this to Lord Templar Marsellus immediately."

    The thickset, heavy-limbed templar says to you, in tatlum:
         "I'm sure that he will also like to hear about the stench of your clothing."

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar twirls his hand in front of himself daintily, dipping into a graceful half-bow/half-curtsy.

    Softly, you exclaim to the thickset, heavy-limbed templar, in tatlum:
         "So assertive!"

    Grinding his teeth, the thickset, heavy-limbed templar says to you, in sirihish:
         "Good day, Kishime."

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar giggles femininely.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar wiggles his fingers in a wave.

    The thickset, heavy-limbed templar walks up.
    The solid, asperous woman walks up.

    Lieutenant's Quarters [NE]
    The furnishings of this apartment style section of the barracks are
    quite sparse.  The red stone bricks of the city wall form the southern
    wall of this room, setting a backdrop for the simple wooden furniture
    which clutters it.
       A sturdy looking door to the north, and a...


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  • Politics Overheard by Marauder Moe
    Added on Feb 25, 2007

    An Oashi servant discretely listens to a conversation between Lord Hardestadt Oash and Lord Templar Kishime Fale. This is a great example of the sort of things Oash nobles tend to be involved in.


    A Small Library [NE]
       The walls lining this room are filled with books and various other
    artifacts that can be found around Zalanthas.  Most of the books refer to
    the geography and ecosystem of the harsh planet.  A few of the other books,
    as the titles seem to indicate, look at the various cultures of the
    different cities that surround Allanak.  The artifacts that are placed on
    the shelves vary from pottery to small statues of unknown beings.
       Through the archway, a side antechamber can be seen to the north, while a
    door blocks passage to the east.
    A compact agafari couch with a high, outward-curving back lies here.
    A rectangular table of polished baobab wood has been placed here.
    A wooden wine-cask lies here, an azure sigil depicted on its lid.
    The spidery, black-haired man is sitting on a blue and black, silk-covered couch.
    A veteran mercenary is standing here at attention.
    A veteran mercenary is standing here at attention.
    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar has arrived from the north.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar strolls into the library, hands clasped together at the small of his back.

    The spidery, black-haired man looks up from his small, azure-bound book and smiles pleasantly towards the garish, turquoise-plaited templar as he spots him.

    Clearly, you say to the spidery, black-haired man, in sirihish:
         "Lord Templar Kishime Fale has arrived, Lord Oash."

    The goateed, orange-eyed man bows to the spidery, black-haired man.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar looks down at the spidery, black-haired man with a kind smile and inclination of his head.

    Nodding lightly, the spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "Get the lord templar a glass of wine."

    The goateed, orange-eyed man nods firmly and steps out of the library.


    **He goes off and retrieves some food and wine**


    Twisting the stem of his wineglass between two fingers as he speaks, the spidery, black-haired man says to the garish, turquoise-plaited templar, in sirihish:
         "I have heard about that, it seems that is exactly when meetings couldn't be arranged. But.... here we are."

    With a bow, the goateed, orange-eyed man presents the tray and goblet to the garish, turquoise-plaited templar.

    You give a small hardwood tray to the garish, turquoise-plaited templar.

    You give a fine white alabaster goblet to the garish, turquoise-plaited templar.

    Maintaining a formal posture as he relaxes on the couch and speaks with an easy smile, the garish, turquoise-plaited templar says to the spidery, black-haired man, in sirihish:
         "We've been intending to share drinks and conversation for years now, regardless... to say nothing of particular business."

    The goateed, orange-eyed man steps towards a wall and stands there, hands clasped behind his back.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar plucks a small piece of bread from the tray, then carefully deposits the dish on the table.

    Smiling briefly, the spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "You are dismissed Senior Advisor. Excellent work today. Leave the library so the Lord Templar and I can speak in private. Stay close for when he requires escort."
    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar gets a slice of rich brown bread from a small hardwood tray.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar puts a small hardwood tray on a rectangular, polished baobab table.

    Bowing quickly, you say to the spidery, black-haired man, in sirihish:
         "Aye, M'Lord."

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar consumes the bread discreetly with dainty little bites.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar eats a portion of a slice of rich brown bread.

    north
    Side Antechamber [NS]
       A large sandstone statue of Whira dominates the antechamber, its
    likeness seemingly carefree and unpredictable.  Several small spindly column
    reach up toward the large domed ceiling, and an equal number of long azure
    banners drape down to the floor.  Many black marble benches are set up near
    the walls, along with silken throw pillows to prevent them from looking so
    bare.
       A large archway to the south leads into the library, and a very faint
    sound of trickling water can be heard from the north.
    An urn, made of deep red, sunbaked clay, sits here.

    The goateed, orange-eyed man stands near a wall, hands clasped behind his back.

    You start trying to listen.

    [I've added the names of whom I believe is speaking]

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I've been looking forward to it. As my understanding is, you are the model blue robe."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "That is my understanding as well.  And I am especially pleazzed when I can work with your esteemed House.  Lord Lacretian is a fine friend."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Few can say that of the Azure Dragon."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Lord Lacretian is my mentor and my direct superior. I am aware of your relationship."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "As he is aware of the one you and I have."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I do hope the matter you wish to discuss is nothing terribly unfortunate?"

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Not at all..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "My push to build my wall grows momentum."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "The only grave news involved are these magickers that are attacking people."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Yes.  I take some time to better myself with intensive studies, and return to find such upsetting incidents."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I asked you here though, to speak about the future."

    [Hardestadt?]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "The magicker matter is unfortunate, but predictable and I'm sure is being handled."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "The future.   To be honest, of our generation, I see you and I having long and prosperous futures in the city.  A good topic.  Do go on."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "You and I more so than most Lord Templar."

    [Hardestadt?]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Since I awoke this morning, I have already put in motion a plan to deal with one of the magickers within the next two weeks."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I've made a name for myself in this city, more than most manage to do. I'm probably the most dangerous noble alive next to my own uncle Lacretian."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Perhaps you are.  I wouldn't know about all that.  I'm not at all dangerous."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Nor are you sarcastic. We both know that both of us are fabulous dressers though. I think that clinches that."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "There is no arguing that point.  Quite right.  And we both recognize the importance of keeping a tight leash on the tainted."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Lord Templar, I want us to be able to stop playing izdari. As our goals are similar enough that in unison, we can become unstoppable."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I can do things for you. That you may or may not have considered."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Agreed.  It is so much more productive to speak frankly, anyhow."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "What sort of things, Lord Oash?"

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I have an intrinsic knowledge of the workings of this city, including much about your own order and the relationship with the noble houses. I am quite comfortable where I am. But... are you?"

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Do I aspire to more?  A red robe, perhaps?"

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Rhetorical really, to assume you do not is to assume you are not worth the effort."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "But I know you are."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Knowing is better than assuming."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Quite right, but in this case. I can say for sure that you do."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Absolutely.  Now, we speak of the future, but there is also a great help you can be to me in the immediate... the matter I've been wishing to discuss."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Many can promise things, I can deliver. Including assistance with magickers. As I have a similar request."


    **The servant misses part of the conversation**


    [Hardestadt?]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Please return the book to me when you finish it."

    [Kishime???]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Wallow in ignorance, barbarian."

    [Hardestadt?]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I'm sure you'll find something in there to spark the imagination."

    [Kishime?]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I am sure as well.  Thank you for the literature.  I look forward to hearing a fresh perspective."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "You are aware of my keen interest in the elementalists quarter? And my seriousness, in this attack matter?"

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Yes.  I've only just heard my first report on this elven caster, shortly before I arrived here.  I assume he is one of the attackers you refer to?"

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "There are a group of ungemmed, of moderate power... working as though organized. "

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "How many strong?"

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Without a doubt, they are in the quarter. I don't know."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "They are approaching other ungemmed they find, there is a spell."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "They can see each other."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Threatening them."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "What element fuels this spell?"

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "All elements appear to have access to it. It is fairly rare."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "It is without a doubt, <censored magick words>."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I don't have a magicker that can do it."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Certainly.  They must all be very wily and cautious... to never let any enchantments show in public."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "So I can only guess."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "If you licensed loyal magickers of power, you could harness that."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Whatever it is... if one of those without a gem has that spell upon their eyes, I could see them for what they are."

    [Kishime?]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "But... it isn't traditional. So anyway..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Aren't you glad I'm walling up the quarter?"

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Regardless of how rare the enchantment, it cannot escape my detection.  "

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "It's going to make your job a thousand times easier."

    [Kishime?]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Where do you suppose they'll turn for cover, then, though?  The Labyrinth is the only avenue I'd see open to them."

    [Kishime?]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "The labyrinth is a dangerous place, even for a powerful magicker. "

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "We have contacts there as well."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Does this group have a ringleader?"

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I have no idea... I am trying to get information through my own magickers."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "All I know is, they are there and they are dangerous."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Speaking of your magickers.  I would like to make use of two mages from your staff."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "My magickers have every reason to be as suspect as any, though I am certain this is not the case."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "That depends on what it is for, I will assist how I can. But I keep them on a strict schedule."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "This is less of a reflection on you as it is, my careful attention to my work. I cannot afford to lost any that I have right now."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Thardoth and Serenaus, to accompany me on a brief excursion.  It will be a bloodless endeavor, likely lasting no more than a day, and they'll be quite secure."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Give me a little more and I may say yes, Thardoth is my personal advisor and his work on spell components is very important to me. Use Serenaus if you can find him at your whim. "

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I have a wealth of resources of my own available to assist you.  Name a way that I can return this favor, and perhaps we can call it even."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Very well..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I want you to take a step into a new game. One where you take your coin from every house in the city, and tell them all you'll serve their best interests. One where House Oash actually makes it worth your while to serve..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "House Oash after the Highlord."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Trust in my ability to assist in your ascension. Trust that I have both of our best interests in mind."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Lord Hardestadt.  Do you know... that is the game I already play?  Lord Lacretian's support has always been something I treasure, and Oash has my support before any other."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Of course I know the way the city works, but trust is a funny thing. Especially among the most unstrustable of all. However, Lord Lacretian himself... made this request. So... I am glad to hear that you and the Azure Dragon see..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "...eye to eye..."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Your family must have quite the reputation, for try as I do, I seldom here rumblings of threats or enemies that would endanger Oash."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I find it important to keep the status quo. I do not make many enemies if I can manage it. I do lean on people now and again..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Vedestian Terash is a good example."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "The Atrium, doesn't suit us. We do not prefer the curriculum they teach servants."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Ahh... yes, the bastard manchild.  I lean on him as well, if you would call forcing him to kneel in his silks and mop up vomit with a silken hanky... leaning on."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "So recently, I spoke to Vedestian, and I told him... that if he likes that estate of his... he will begin offer us more control over how their operations work."

    [Hardestadt?]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I'll caution you, and let you act on this how you will... although you likely already know... the Lord Patriarch of House Borsial has a personal interest in seeing Vedestian prosper, and all the Terash holdings exist on the..."


    **Another part of the conversation is missed**

    You start trying to listen.

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I feel exactly the same of its curriculum. And I will not send Elite there, nor have I ever."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I have never sent one there, or employed a... graduate.  I have enough trouble with keen-eared intruders without bringing more in recklessly myself."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Precisely."

    You sit down.

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "But what of the Academy?  I've just had my top man finish a tour there."

    The goateed, orange-eyed man sits on a black marble bench here.

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "The Byn teaches more than they do."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "They have no idea what a warmage is..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "They understand martial combat... but not war."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Its ridiculous really."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "They are supposed to be making officers, but what they teach cadets... I do not want my men following."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Well, they do serve their purpose.  It's best not to rely on them to round out an officer, but to supplement your own training.  There's no reason not to make use of the knowledge they do have.  Just not to let it be all that..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "... goes into the soldier's head."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I suggest removing martial combat from that facility."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "First..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Then begin to teach things that we would find useful, when it is time to call them to battle."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Making sure there is enough food, and transportation problems... these things... are what kill armies."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Delanora Tor has no idea what a soldier is."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "She spends most of her time, doing your job. Patrolling."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I could go on... but I won't."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I made my point, and it is late."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "So it is.  I am pleazzed to have had this conversation, finally."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Do you object, then, to my making use of Thardoth as well?  There is no danger in this for either of them."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "You may, and if you return with them... all of you unscathed... there will be a transfer made to you to show appreciation for the service you have rendered and what lies in store."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "And they will have the honor of having served their God King in yet another way."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "They are trained to do just that."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "You're a man who appreciates curious manifestations of magickal energy... perhaps you'd like to see something..."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "We'll talk again soon, I can show you and your men out now."

    [Hardestadt]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "I am interested, I know more than most magickers do."

    [Kishime]
    You hear a man's voice from the south say, in sirihish:
         "Let us step outside then."

    The spidery, black-haired man has arrived from the south.
    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar has arrived from the south.
    The veteran mercenary has arrived from the south.
    The veteran mercenary has arrived from the south.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar looks down at you.
    You stand up.

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "Oh my... Tanos..."

    The goateed, orange-eyed man quickly pushes up from the bench and bows.

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "You're still here. What a good servant."

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "Fall in..."

    You now follow the spidery, black-haired man.


    **The group makes their way to the Oash estate gardens**


    The Gardens [NE]
       Closed in by the high alabaster walls, this garden seems to thrive here
    in the city.  Large vines creep along, making the entire area impassable
    except for the path that avoids them.  Carefully tended flowers and fruit
    trees also dot the large garden.
    The spidery, black-haired man is standing here.
    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar has arrived from the north.
    The veteran mercenary has arrived from the north.
    The veteran mercenary has arrived from the north.

    The spidery, black-haired man says to the garish, turquoise-plaited templar, in sirihish:
         "This is a good spot."

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar steps a few paces away from the others, standing in the center of a wide section on the sandstone path.

    The goateed, orange-eyed man glances at the spidery, black-haired man before turning to look at the garish, turquoise-plaited templar.

    The spidery, black-haired man watches the garish, turquoise-plaited templar in silence.

    In a soft and reverent tone, the garish, turquoise-plaited templar says, in sirihish:
         "Almighty Dragon, your servants beseech you.  Honor us by giving this union of minds your blessing."

    The sun begins its long voyage across the heavens.
    Jihae, the red moon, rises up into the sky.

    Lifting his arms to either side like wings, the garish, turquoise-plaited templar says, in sirihish:
         "Give us an omen to show Your approval of this collaboration.  I invoke Your righteous name."

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar calls out the name of the Highlord.

    The garish, turquoise-plaited templar utters an incantation.
    Flickering strands of flame flit about, dancing chaotically and vanishing.

    The spidery, black-haired man knits his brow briefly, watching the display.

    Worms of flame move away from the garish, turquoise-plaited templar, snaking through the air to swirl around the spidery, black-haired man before dissipating into the sky.

    The spidery, black-haired man knits his brow, lowering his head reverently.

    The goateed, orange-eyed man's eyes widen slightly.

    In a soft tone, the garish, turquoise-plaited templar says, in sirihish:
         "We are guided by His hand, and we cannot fail.  Walk in His shadow, noble Oash."

    Quietly, the spidery, black-haired man says, in sirihish:
         "Thank you for this blessing Lord Templar, the Highlord truly does smile upon us both."

    The spidery, black-haired man turns and shows the garish, turquoise-plaited templar towards the gates.


    **Lord Templar Kishime is escorted out of the estate.  Lord Hardestadt and Tanos return to the library**


    A Small Library [NE]
       The walls lining this room are filled with books and various other
    artifacts that can be found around Zalanthas.  Most of the books refer to
    the geography and ecosystem of the harsh planet.  A few of the other books,
    as the titles seem to indicate, look at the various cultures of the
    different cities that surround Allanak.  The artifacts that are placed on
    the shelves vary from pottery to small statues of unknown beings.
       Through the archway, a side antechamber can be seen to the north, while a
    door blocks passage to the east.
    A compact agafari couch with a high, outward-curving back lies here.
    A large couch of blue and black silk sits here.
    A rectangular table of polished baobab wood has been placed here.
    A wooden wine-cask lies here, an azure sigil depicted on its lid.
    The spidery, black-haired man is standing here.
    The veteran mercenary has arrived from the north.
    The veteran mercenary has arrived from the north.

    The spidery, black-haired man sits down on a blue and black, silk-covered couch.

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "Apologies, I got caught up in that."

    The spidery, black-haired man asks you, in sirihish:
         "I hope you at least spied and listened?"

    Clearing his throat softly, you say to the spidery, black-haired man, in sirihish:
         "A few words may have drifted my way."

    The spidery, black-haired man nods.

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "That is why I like you."

    Glancing towards the direction of the yard, the spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "That was... odd."

    You ask the spidery, black-haired man, in sirihish:
         "Was there more to that than could be seen, M'Lord?"

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "I don't know, I felt it for a moment... I thought. "

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "It was hard to tell."

    The goateed, orange-eyed man nods.

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "It was a good sign, regardless."

    The spidery, black-haired man asks you, in sirihish:
         "Do you think we have him? Or is he still playing izdari?"

    After a thoughtful pause, you say to the spidery, black-haired man, in sirihish:
         "I'm not entirely certain."

    You ask the spidery, black-haired man, in sirihish:
         "But you would not want him if his loyalty was so easily won, right M'Lord?"

    The spidery, black-haired man nods lightly.

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "I am more experienced at this, he shouldn't stand a chance."

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "Again... apologies for that wait. But that is one job we needed to get on."

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "Oh... I almost forgot."

    The goateed, orange-eyed man nods.

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "Get the Byn back out on patrols."

    Nodding, you say to the spidery, black-haired man, in sirihish:
         "I already have."

    The spidery, black-haired man says to you, in sirihish:
         "Good tell me about it next meeting, get some sleep."

    The spidery, black-haired man says, in sirihish:
         "Or go get a woman... whatever it is you do when you're away."

    You say to the spidery, black-haired man, in sirihish:
         "Aye, M'Lord."

    The spidery, black-haired man nods.

    **Tanos heads back to his house in the commoner's quarter**
    A Small Library [NE]

       The walls lining this room are filled with books and various other

    artifacts that can be found around Zalanthas.  Most of the books refer to

    the geography and ecosystem of the harsh planet.  A few of the other books,

    as the titles seem to indicate, look at the various...
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