Location: Smoke in the Trees, Facing Z, The Fairy Court, InspecZion, On Broken Wings, Queen of Swordhaven, Heroes, Plans Entwined
Smoke in the Trees
Z: We've searched, General, I swear. I've had them followed only to lose them, as if they just disappear. Like... the very air swallows them up.
Z: I can increase patrols, General. I can send more out. I can set traps.
Z: We have been given orders. I need two groups.
Z: One smaller group needs to head to a set of coordinates that shows a Clawkin settlement with magic users.
Z: A second, much larger group to head towards the swamps.
Z: We think that is where the rebel camp is located. The first group is to lure Kara and <Character> out of the rebel camp.
Z: Our orders are to destroy the camp and capture as many rebels as possible.
Z: We need to know what they are planning, how many races are involved and put down any and all use of magic.
Z: Yes, Soldier. Some of you have not been involved in the outer raids. Humans and elves are not the only races to be wary of.
Z: There are many that require... identification and rehabilitation.
Z: Any questions?
Z: You have your orders. Move out.
Z: All this time everyone believed these creatures were uncivilized, sub-intelligent furrballs. Who knew they were capable of living like us?
Z: I am so proud of my shackles.
Z: If you thought the village-bound Clawkin were passive before, once shackled they are pretty much catatonic.
Z: And easily maneuvered into obedience.
Z: They should, yes. I made variations for all of them. Clawkin, Dragon, Dravir, Mynx Fairy, Themiss...
Z: No kidding. That is one creature I can't wait to get more shackles on. No more magic healing for them.
Z: Kara SuLema... it took you long enough.
Z: You are a bleeding heart under that dark, stoic front you put up. Couldn't resist rescuing the wife of one of your followers.
Z: Couldn't stand the thought of half a Clawkin settlement in duress and crying out for rescue. You are predictable.
Z: And you... <Character> are just as bad. <Character> to the rescue. Always to the rescue.
Z: Not anymore. Seize them! The Rose will be happy to see us tonight!
Z: We will see about that.
The Fairy Court
Z: If I may...
Z: All of the Clawkin we have managed to steal are shackled. I would say that even though you both lost, we captured more than enough.
Z: As to the Dragons, they did come through.
Z: Yes, the young of the dragons not in alignment with your ways, Saellah are now mine...
Z: This one...
Z: But not that one...
Z: Oh, why, why, why?!
Z: They worked wonderfully with the young dragons that we captured...
Z: I was so proud of that!
Z: Yet bracelets for elementals... still elude me.
Z (shouting): Still!
Z: And might I ask what is going on here?
Z: You're pale. Why is that?
Z: Apparently? What are trying to pull? Either you had food poisoning or you didn't!
Z: Amnesia? Ha! That the poorest excuse I've ever heard!
Z: I don't care what his excuse is! He's a fraud and I know it!
Z: I mean just look at his face.
Z: It's the embodiment of evil!
Z: Scan orb! Initiate facial recognition scan!
Z: I said initiate facial recognition scan! Do it again!
Z: Ah ha! A Neromancer! I knew it!
Z: Initiate Necromancer scan.
Z: I said initiate Necromancer Scan!
Z: Oh, so a Deathknight now is it? Thought you could hide your true form from a Necromancer Scan? Deathknight Scan!
Z: Hmphtt... So you think you're smart having trumped all these scans?
Z: You're coming with me!
Z: Oh... look who's talking. The Orb that can't scan anything right.
Z: ...Are you insulting me?
Z: I'll have you know that I am a high ranking Rose official.
Z: I can do WHATEVER I want! I could have you discharged and destroyed if I wanted to.
Z: And I'll say what I want when I want, do you hear me!?
Z: That tears it!
Z: I'll pulverize him!
Z: Leave him to rot in the Sneevil Dumpsite!
Z: You haven't heard the last of me!
On Broken Wings
Z: Oh, lookie here...
Queen of Swordhaven
Z: This simply MARVELOUS!!!
Z: Such craftsmanship!
Z: This is totally my aesthetic!
Z: Aaaaaah! Looook!! My hands are trembling!
Z: Ooohoohoho, absolutely!!!
Z: Make sure to bring me this mana person Jaania has spoken about as well!!!!
Z: Schmoozing up to the gnomes, pah.
Z: Apologies, Lady Jaania.
Z: OH! Oh, yes yes yes! The foreign golems and this blue person!
Z: Let me start with the golems, as they are my specialty, however... the two seem to be connected, at least I believe so.
Z: At a first glance, it seemed to me as if the Magesterium golems and the golems on our lands were the same.
Z: But then I extracted the cores... and it dawned on me that their golemancy is on a much, MUCH higher level.
Z: Ah, I have it here somewhere...
Z: There it is!
Z: The golemancy in our lands operates on the principle of animating an inanimate matter through, in most cases, magical means.
Z: The mage creating the golem animates it by giving a part of themselves and imbuing it into the inanimate matter...
Z: ... so that the golem follows only the instructions of its creator.
Z: This "part" is, again, in most cases, just a fraction of the maker's mana.
Z: But the golemancy of this Shapeless Empire, my Lady...
Z: It pains me just to say it, but it's... extremely impressive.
Z: This core, Lady Jaania...
Z: It appears to be some sort of a phylactery.
Z: In this case, not at all. These "phylacteries" do indeed contain souls, but they are in no way linked to the creation of a Lich, or an undead...
Z: ... or anything of that like.
Z: With all of my vast academic knowledge... and some wild speculation...
Z: I have deduced that those comatose people that Magesters use to cast spells are filled with mana!
Z: Raw mana! The purest, most condensed mana!
Z: Oh, uh, well...
Z: The reason I bring this up is that I believe...
Z: I believe... quite strongly, if I may add, that when these people are imbued with raw mana to become, shall I say, nexuses...
Z: Their souls are... ejected? From their bodies? It is just a theory, but it does hold! Hear me out!
Z: The soul is ejected, Magesters catch it and put it in a phylactery that is later used as, well, somehow, as a power core for the golems!
Z: It all seems quite... ingenious. I must conduct more research. With your permission, of course.
Z: But... but...
Z: As you command, Lady Jaania.
Z: Excuse me...
Z: I've happened to notice these... intriguing contraptions.
Z: Would you say... you could make more of those?
Z: ... and while the gnomes are coating the airship's underside with thrithril, I'm enchanting—
Z: Oh, uhh, it's an Atealan... mineral, I believe? Funfoot says the gnomes have used this material as a protective layer on a past ship before.
Z: Uhhh, where was— Oh!
Z: I'm enchanting every board, every screw, the whole deal, with a spell...
Z: ... that should act as an extra protection, on top of the trithril coating, from the Fissure's updraft magic radiation.
Z: It is as you requested, even if the airship were to fly directly over the Fissure, we should be safe... I believe.
Z: Well, that's the issue. Everything about this is new. We're doing—
Z: Y—yes, Lady Jaania?
Z: Oh, ah, uhh... of course, Lady Jaania!
Z: That reminds me, I'm also working on the mobile golem units, with gnomish help! Would you like to view the progress?
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