Re: Scales of War: EPIC!
Timothius says, "Would you gamble eternity on the chance that the warriors of light would lie to you? We are not going to share the secret of how we will leave. But look at it this way; if we fail, you will get to see us crushed by Arantor and it would at least provide you amusement, I'm sure. The mission is as described. I'm not happy about the goddess of greed taking over the Prime Material. It won't be enough and eventually, there will be nothing left of your home to return to. Even a lich like yourself doesn't like that prospect."
Raichel says, "Timothius, did you have to offer that ultimatum? Can't we just plow past them?" Raichel looks towards the lich and says, "Look; all of us have means of flying; so the pit isn't scary. And even if our only means across was jumping, we have ways to attack you even from this distance. Our specialty is undead, but we knocked out Chillreaver so fast, he only managed a scratch on Kyle's cheek. Seriously, this isn't a negotiation; it is an offer, and only an offer because my brother is ludicrously merciful. Also; you need to take better care of your throat, that laughter is just hideous."
Timothius says, "My offer to bring you with us stands for the next ten seconds; we are in a hurry."
May just examines the room, as if looking for ways through. "Ooo... pretty glows, Kyle."
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