The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent.   Posted by J, Radio Broadcaster.Group: public
J, Radio Broadcaster
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Tue 4 Mar 2008
at 18:04
The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
The trek to Aotgaard has been a quiet one for Varaniel.

Above the piercing black of the cosmos was starkly contrasted to the whirling vapors in which stars bathed. Each gem was placed proper into the heavens, and with every rotation of this planet the gears of the universe could almost be heard clicking. Tales and events foreseen whispered unintelligibly until the fallen's silent steps brought her into the outlands of the northern kingdoms.

The souls wandering about here remained silent, and upon commands to speak would shrink away. The forests itself, growing ever thicker, would groan at the presence of an angel of death. The forests themselves were wild with trees reaching up and arms out, ready to scrape the heavens. Varaniel would know this place as The Wood, a spirit haunted maze. Light would trickle down from the moon into this region, a purple haze pervading everything. Howls, shrieks, and other cries would echo, distorted by the woods all around.

The path Varaniel treads with her two comrades, the Watcher and the Vizier, comes to an abrupt end. A massive patch of trees seems to have not only blocked the path, but upon looking about, seems to have cut off their entrance.

This message was last edited by the GM at 21:55, Thu 06 Mar 2008.

Watcher of Frost
 NPC, 1 post
 Enlighten
 Develop
Tue 4 Mar 2008
at 18:14
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
The watcher gasps almost inaudibly, her hair glistening in the pale moonlight. Her soft skin seems covered in a sheen of ice, a small frost growing on the plants near her. She reaches a hand forward and touches the trees, then draws it back. We are unwanted here. Master Varaniel?

She looks over to her right, two glowing, ethereal eyes staring back. She takes a step back, the vizier putting her hand on her blade's hilt.
Varaniel
 NPC, 2 posts
 Lady of Black Sands
 Death Goddess
Thu 6 Mar 2008
at 19:59
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Varaniel nods to Taraneh in approval of her vigilance, and then turns to the Watcher. She clasps the Watcher’s shoulder, and whispers to her,
"Fret not over such trivial attempts to divert us from our cause."

She then steps forward and calls out into the night with a raspy voice,
"Trees? Know that I can uproot these trees as easily as I can uproot daffodils. Whoever you are, you have our attention. I am Varaniel of the The Seven Kingdoms of the Arima'in. Come forward and address us face-to-face!"

She then looks around warily for any signs of activity.
J, Radio Broadcaster
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Thu 6 Mar 2008
at 22:21
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Careful are the ones to tread this wood.

A disembodied voice echoes as the trees themselves seem to moves. Several twist about, faces splitting open in the bark with various eyes and multiple mouths. They blink sporadically, peering down on Varaniel's form. There is a deep, rumbling sound of twisting and contorting wood mingling with the frenzied flight of birds. Taraneh's eyes search for a target. Varaniel... I don't see anyone...

The voice immediately reappears. Lady Varaniel, you tread at the borders of Aotgaard with this blood-sac. An affront it is, and cursed. An unnatural mortal you bring as well. What business do you have from Arima'in?

The watcher looks at Varaniel, then sits herself down on the mossy ground. Several roots grow from the ground into her flesh as she whispers quietly to herself.
Varaniel
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 Lady of Black Sands
 Death Goddess
Fri 7 Mar 2008
at 00:39
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Varaniel looks around, trying to discern the source of the voice. She softly says to Taraneh,
“No matter, we are not in danger just yet.”
She then cries out to the disembodied voice,
“I see you do not wish to show your face, stranger; suit yourself. Nature is not as static as you seem to think. Yesterday’s aberration, today’s mutant, they may nevertheless claim their place as natural in days yet to come. You seem to manipulate nature as you see fit; you are not the only one that does so. Indeed, my companions may represent the new face of nature, and we would all do best to learn about nature’s course through them. However, that is a discussion for another time. We seek an audience with Iormungand of the Bastion of Gorefrost! We come in peace, and mean you no disrespect. May we proceed?”

This message was last edited by the player at 00:40, Fri 07 Mar 2008.

Pothriesist
 NPC, 1 post
 Dark Watcher
 Forest Warden
Fri 7 Mar 2008
at 06:16
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
There is a horrible sounding of snapping wood, several trees grumbling in a low, melodious chant. Creatures disappear, burrowing into the ground or skittering into the thick, soaked brush. The smell of rich autumn bursts into the air as this massive, almost wooden being comes crashing down from the canopy. Its almost transparent, leaf-like wings slam into the earth, sending brush from several feet around into the air.

They over there for a moment, glistening with a golden dew. The silence is utterly deafening, as is the laugh that follows. Ah, Varaniel, you were always the wonderful debater in the Great Bloodcrystal Hall. I remember when you picked my flowers.

A single blossom appears at Varaniel's feet, then whithers and dies. Lady Varaniel, I sense the forest in this woman. You know we want little of Lucifer's pet experiments, and Iormungand the wise cannot ensure her safe passage. The Morningstar's wars and Cain's curse have broken this land. I can guide you out of The Wood, but the Corpse Wastes lie beyond. The dead wander, tortured. A labyrinth of flesh, mud, and feces lies ahead.
Taraneh
 NPC, 1 post
 Vizier of Arima'in
 Tongue of Haqim
Fri 7 Mar 2008
at 06:21
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Perhaps we could convince you to find an escor-MMPH! Taraneh speaks, but her speech quickly becomes muffled as thin vines wrap themselves across her face and jaw, sealing it shut.

Pothriesist grumbles. Silence, cursed of Cain. I speak not to your kind.
Varaniel
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 Lady of Black Sands
 Death Goddess
Sat 8 Mar 2008
at 21:09
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
At the appearance of Pothriesist, recognition flashes across Varaniel’s face, and she warmly says,
"Ah, dear Pothriesist, it has been too long. I recall our time together in the Great Bloodcrystal Hall as well. Your gardens were always magnificent to behold. You must know that Lucifer fully supports repairing the human world as soon as possible. After all, the war is nearing its end. Your offer of guidance through The Wood is much appreciated, and we will gladly take you up on it. However, let me expand on the point that my companion was trying to make before being interrupted..."

At this point, Varaniel saunters over to Taraneh and lays a hand on the vines that seal her mouth. In a matter of moments, the vines decay into dust.
(OOC: I invoke Decay, Death 2. With a dice pool of at least 30 and a difficulty of 6, I’m going to assume that this happens, even if it’s over a period of time through the marginal success rule. If it doesn’t, or if you want me to roll it, let me know, and I will alter this post.)

Varaniel continues,
"Come now, you know that the get of Caine is cursed by God. Why do we need to scorn them as well? Don’t you think that your spite is misplaced? What have these Cainites ever done to you personally? By contrast, hasn’t the Host been far worse? Do not forget that we are even more cursed by God than are they. The Devils alone remain uncursed, but that fact in itself is a kind of curse. So open your heart to them; pity those who are spurned by God. Sympathize with them, as we have both been punished by God for the act of loving too much."

Varaniel then gestures to the Watcher, still literally rooted to the ground,
"And as for Lucifer’s grand experiment, do not be so quick to dismiss it. Lucifer is attempting to put an end to this war, something for which we all wish. He seeks to awaken humans to the full realm of possibilities before them. To put it into terms you may be more comfortable with, these new, fully awakened humans will multiply and mix in with the herds of humans. The constant culling of the herds will strip away those humans that do not hold the knowledge and power that we have bestowed, until all that remains are Lucifer’s experiments. They are the most worthy to continue their line. They are the most likely to fulfill their potential, that of becoming Gods themselves! Furthermore, I believe that is the Almighty’s ultimate goal."

"Before you scoff, hear me out. God is alone in the universe, the only being of Its kind. Certainly angels and humans must make amusing pets to One such as It, but for true company It would need an equal. Think of how we lamented the cruel fate of our friends that were obliterated by It when they asked to see as It sees. Think of how humankind grieves for their lost loved ones when taken away to the Second World by those of my house. Humankind was made in Its image, and has Its potential. Humankind seeks companionship, as do we, as does God. I posit that God is attempting to produce more of Its kind through this world that It created so that It is no longer alone in this infinite universe."


Gaining momentum as she speaks, her ebony wings begin to rise up as her excitement increases. She hurriedly carries her argument further,
"Think about it! Why else would It allow this world to exist after we tainted Its creations and rebelled against It? Why not simply unmake this world, unmake us, and start over, instead of merely introducing entropy into the world? Why not create an infinite number of angels for Its Host to quell our insurrection in one fell swoop? If we truly believe that It is infallible, then all that has happened must be according to Its plan. This strife between the Fallen, the Host, and humankind-- that is the very agent of the culling of which I speak! God is hastening the creation of Its own kind through this war."

"Why else would It have placed within us the warring orders to both love the humans and to conceal ourselves from them, to simply watch as they wallow in ignorance forever? Why else would It have designed the humans to have Its potential, and yet ensure that that potential is never realized? Why else would It not inform us about why It had designed the world thus, and indeed destroy those that were gifted with that knowledge? Again, I proclaim that it was to create Gods."

"If we had known of this plan, if we had seen as It sees, then we would know that God intended us to fight, intended for humans to die. We may have questioned Its benevolence; we may have all rebelled against It, and in so doing, destroyed Its perfect plan. Nay, It needed to be subtle, to rely on our ignorance. After all, once It creates more of Its kind, it can always bring those that were lost back into existence."


Suddenly, black and oily tears stream forth from her eyes as she exclaims,
"Don’t you see what this truth would mean?! We are not lost from Its love forever; we only suffer temporarily, but we will be brought back to Its loving bosom once more! After we have fulfilled Its most sacred mission, we can go home again! Our comrades that have been annihilated may yet be brought back to us! The key to our own salvation lies in Lucifer’s grand experiment-- we must study humankind, and help them to fulfill their potential so that we may redeem ourselves! In the worst-case scenario, which Lucifer envisions, we will bring about new Gods that will usurp heaven from the One that cursed us. But even in that situation, we would still be returned to heaven, and exist in peace, love, and harmony once more."

"Won’t you throw away your inhibitions, and join us fully? Won’t you help the humans in their Ascension to godhood? Won’t you aid nature in its inevitable course? Won’t you follow us triumphantly on the road back to heaven?!"


Varaniel looks expectantly at Pothriesist, hope beaming from her face.

This message was last edited by the player at 21:22, Sat 08 Mar 2008.

Pothriesist
 NPC, 2 posts
 Dark Watcher
 Forest Warden
Sat 8 Mar 2008
at 22:58
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
The Warden listens carefully, its large wings rustling like leaves in a whispering wind. At the conclusion he makes a heavy sound of warping wood. His voice grows deep, almost sympathizing. Wise words. Varaniel, your support of humanity is quite endearing. I love mankind, but Cain's act of... malice has created a world of misery and pain. What powers within can humans unlock? Perhaps you are right though, Varaniel. For all of us I hope you are.

But I digress. The Serpent Lord would perhaps like to discuss this shared sentiment of the Aotgaard Empire, and he sends assistance. A predator lord, of the Devourer House. Fear not, the keen senses he instilled in the hot blood of the raging hunters of this world will serve you well. He wishes you safe passage for he has heard your words.


Several massive trees uproot themselves and move along. The Watcher of Frost stops chanting, the roots pulling themselves back into her legs. Master Pothriesist, I have no intention of usurping you. Be well.

She bows, Pothriesist looking shocked, then slowly nodding his head. With a final bow several roots reach out and drag him into the rich earth.
J, Radio Broadcaster
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Sat 8 Mar 2008
at 23:08
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
And with that act, the Dark Warden of The Wood disappears, taking the wise words of Varaniel with him. Out beyond this forest the rest continue their trek, Tareneh often gently touching her face. The Watcher of Frost, though, seems unaffected by the passing incident aside from a pondering expression on her frost-blue lips.

The sun soon trickles down out of a massive, thick overcast as the trees begin to clear up. There is a loud moaning sound in the distance. Clearing thick, dying brush the trio sees the abrupt end of the forest into the Corpse wastes. The sick brown mud of the earth is slathered with a thick, oily gray material. The very earth is bloated with half-rotting corpses and skeletons. In the distance a river of red flows slowly, carrying bloated flesh into the distance. The last of the sunlight disappears here, the sun hiding its face. In the distance these rolling hills disappear into a white fog.
Vanargand
 player, 5 posts
 Predator Lord
 Silent Hunter
Sun 9 Mar 2008
at 14:33
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
In the middle of the field of bodies plants grew and changed constantly,  animals appeared from nowhere just to suddenly transform into something out from a nightmare just to vanish from sight. All in all it covered about a circular formation about 10 man lengths across and in the middle of it all a large beast laid eating from one of the dead. As soon as the group entered the area it looked up its whole frame covered in blood. It was demonic, most likely a Zaltu and somewhat larger than a horse. Slowly it rose to its feet and stood there, standing at all fours looking at you with its red shiny eyes.

What… are you doing in my domain?” It finally asked full of hate and anger, its voice sounding forced as if it wasn’t used to speech.
Varaniel
 NPC, 5 posts
 Lady of Black Sands
 Death Goddess
Sun 9 Mar 2008
at 20:51
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Varaniel meets the red eyes of the Rabisu in Zaltu visage before her. She seems to be a Halaku in the visage of Nergal. She evenly states,
"I am Varaniel of the The Seven Kingdoms of the Arima'in. My companions and I seek an audience with Iormungand of the Bastion of Gorefrost. We come in peace, and mean you no disrespect by our intrusion into your domain. May we proceed?"

Vanargand
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 Predator Lord
 Silent Hunter
Mon 10 Mar 2008
at 12:40
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
The large warrior demon stood there and looked at them for a few moment before he answered.

I have heard of you Varaniel of the Seventh house, and from what I have heard you may pass. I am Vanargand, guardian of the North and protector of the eastern border. I will come to you as I expect that my lord would be upset if I let one of the Viklerii attack you.” He never waited for any acceptance of his offer just took the lead and began to walk in the direction of the sun.
J, Radio Broadcaster
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Mon 10 Mar 2008
at 20:45
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Both the Watcher and the Vizier hesitate, then begin following the massive beast. The mud is thick, and the gray matter has a spongy, foamy texture to it. Steps slosh through it easily. It collects on shins as the brown, muddy ichor spews around soles and between toes.

The Predator Lord walks upon this slosh unhindered, leaving not a single track. The watcher begins to walk nearer to Varaniel. The sounds of crying pervade the air, but quiet when Varaniel comes to pass. Limbs shrink away in fear, and the lingering fog seems to crawl away. The Watcher speaks up. Master Vanargand, what... what exactly are the Viklerii?
Vanargand
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 Predator Lord
 Silent Hunter
Tue 11 Mar 2008
at 01:14
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
The question actually made Vanargand to stop and look down on the Watcher.

"The Viklerii? I thought you had those as well..." His voice almost sounded disappointed.

"They are from the Eighth House, the Malhim, those that were created after the fall, those that were created to destroy us. The Vilerii looks frail but are one of the most deadly adversaries you will ever meet. You see they look like human females, mostly armed with a spear or a sword and gets by riding on flying horses. They are the warriors and slayers of Wodanaz the Neberu that leads the Hosts forces in the whole north. If you see one of these you run and hope that they aren't after you because if they are..." Vanargand trailed of and continued to walk not finishing his sentence.
Varaniel
 NPC, 6 posts
 Lady of Black Sands
 Death Goddess
Tue 11 Mar 2008
at 04:19
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Varaniel considers Vanargand's words. Turning to Vanargand, she asks,
"If flight is the only reasonable reaction to the Viklerii, would it help if we were to flee into the second world, the domain of my house? Oh, and thank you for guiding us; we are much obliged."
Taraneh
 NPC, 2 posts
 Vizier of Arima'in
 Tongue of Haqim
Tue 11 Mar 2008
at 04:56
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
In an almost too-eager tone the Cainite speaks up. Oh, why that sounds like a wonderful idea.
Vanargand
 player, 8 posts
 Predator Lord
 Silent Hunter
Tue 11 Mar 2008
at 07:28
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
The large beast turn and look back at Varaniel.

"That would work. To my knowledge your clan is the only one with the power to enter the Second World." He didn't responded to her gratitude just kept on walking.
Varaniel
 NPC, 7 posts
 Lady of Black Sands
 Death Goddess
Wed 12 Mar 2008
at 02:20
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Varaniel gives a wry smile to Taraneh, and replies,
"Then it's decided. If we spot a Viklerii, we shall seek the shelter of the second world. I shall throw open the gate at the first sign of one of from the eighth house. If you've a better idea of handling one of these beings, do share it with us."

Varaniel then follows after Vanargand.

This message was last edited by the player at 02:21, Wed 12 Mar 2008.

Vanargand
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Wed 12 Mar 2008
at 06:42
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
"Usually, when alone... I run." Vanargand says short.
J, Radio Broadcaster
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Wed 12 Mar 2008
at 08:50
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Trudging through the thick wastes of Vanargand's once proud hunting grounds a still silence pervades the air. Only the sucking sounds of gore-riddled mud can be heard, all members making sure not to fall into pits of rotting flesh. The sky begins to turn a milky white, blotting out all heavenly bodies and a gentle snow begins to fall.

It occurs to Vanargand that they are being hunted when the Watcher of Frost suddenly seems to catch her foot on something, falling into a rank pit of bodies. The very earth, the very earth!

She cries this out as the very limbs within this earthly wound begin to grasp at the Watcher, attempting to pull her under. What strikes Varaniel as even worse is that, unlike merely animated bodies, these corpses are moving with purpose. In fact, there seems to be a spiritual essence at work here unlike you've ever experienced.
Vanargand
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 Predator Lord
 Silent Hunter
Wed 12 Mar 2008
at 13:28
Re: The Envoy, the Vizier, and the Serpent
Vanargand reacted directly but as the Watcher were more or less in the way for him to do anything pure physical to the dead bodies without risking her harm he circled around the area of the fight. Suddenly the ground seemed to come a life as roots and plants shot upward aiming towards the mindless things grabbing hold of them pulling them down to the ground.