08-27-2021, 22:06:22 PM
Meanwhile, by the elevator shaft, (in the hotel, of course)
And the seven circles fall, partially. there are more of us. MORE! MORE! THE LIES OF THE LIGHT CANNOT WIN! We were called to arms by the caller, and WE RESPONDED! ALL HAIL! ALL PRAISE! FOR I AM THE HERALD OF THE SEVEN CIRCLES, AND... this isn't a triumphant return, is it?
A random, stereotypical-looking cultist sort mysteriously appears in the hotel, manically ranting.
Oh. Joy. One of these. How many tens of these sorts have to die before they stop popping up every other week? Look, my hands are full in a metaphorical sense negotiating with terrorists right now, could you keep your ritual sacrifices and insanity or whatever elsewhere before I get around to dealing with you in the name of Veltirississ, presumably bloodily? No? Yes? Good.
Kellensea has apparently been staring directly up the elevator shaft for several minutes, maybe even hours, without moving or saying anything. Her negotiation skills, as always, seem rather lacking. She doesn't even turn to look at Malakhiri as they appear, nor does she bother to wipe the dust off her lenses.
I SHALL NOT STAND NOR SIT FOR SUCH WORTHLESSNESS ON YOUR PART! YOU STAND AGAINST THE WILL OF THE SEVEN CIRCLES!
Mm. Someone grab that one and... do something with them? I don't have time, there's like a spider or something in the shaft, and I don't know how it got there considering this is a demiplane. Did one of you have spiders or something on you when you arrived? What is it eating to not die? Wait, wait, never mind, that's a bit of fuzz or something on my helmet. Crisis averted. Huh.
And the seven circles fall, partially. there are more of us. MORE! MORE! THE LIES OF THE LIGHT CANNOT WIN! We were called to arms by the caller, and WE RESPONDED! ALL HAIL! ALL PRAISE! FOR I AM THE HERALD OF THE SEVEN CIRCLES, AND... this isn't a triumphant return, is it?
A random, stereotypical-looking cultist sort mysteriously appears in the hotel, manically ranting.
Oh. Joy. One of these. How many tens of these sorts have to die before they stop popping up every other week? Look, my hands are full in a metaphorical sense negotiating with terrorists right now, could you keep your ritual sacrifices and insanity or whatever elsewhere before I get around to dealing with you in the name of Veltirississ, presumably bloodily? No? Yes? Good.
Kellensea has apparently been staring directly up the elevator shaft for several minutes, maybe even hours, without moving or saying anything. Her negotiation skills, as always, seem rather lacking. She doesn't even turn to look at Malakhiri as they appear, nor does she bother to wipe the dust off her lenses.
I SHALL NOT STAND NOR SIT FOR SUCH WORTHLESSNESS ON YOUR PART! YOU STAND AGAINST THE WILL OF THE SEVEN CIRCLES!
Mm. Someone grab that one and... do something with them? I don't have time, there's like a spider or something in the shaft, and I don't know how it got there considering this is a demiplane. Did one of you have spiders or something on you when you arrived? What is it eating to not die? Wait, wait, never mind, that's a bit of fuzz or something on my helmet. Crisis averted. Huh.
I am the They who says it!