Midnight RPG - Chapter 42.875

Setting

Sometime on the evening following Zal'Kazzir's spat with Ahemia, the spat that ended with Ahemia's determining that perhaps she'd given too much credence to her belief in the Master of the North, sometime that evening as Ahemia stewed from the arguments had at dinner with Kyuad regarding her "leash" and "control" - a familiar thought is brought to Zal'Kazzir's head.

Or rather more appropriately a thought is given to Fazhitazorilnavenath...

Vipheri, The Wise Mistress

...I call upon you to gaze within your mind, mine to your oh my charitable and deadly peer of the realms - Prince Fazhitazorilnavenath, first tanar'ri abyssian master of the southern lands of Eredane... I ask that you head my words and return back in kind. Peer to peer, demon to demon, prince to princess...

...without much of a breath's length the crisp sweat soothing voice of Vipheri (aka. Etri, Petrus, and her true name: Pahinparon'anuarc) continues...

...by a dram of life's ichor we are forever entwined, you and I, Fazhitazorilnavenath as was the first stage of your becoming. An audience with you is needed on this night. I trust that your time with Lady Loomear has found you in full grace and embrace of a new will forcing heart-muscle to pump. You must tell me, Fazhitazorilnavenath, tell me the tale of regret and woe for which you made your way into the Sighing Cliffs. I should weep tears to reap the whirlwind of your becoming story. A story that I have only begun to pass along to your fellow bloodlines beyond the pale... I would hope that you found my service to be of adequacy in your quest for lusty power.

the demon witch pauses again as if reminiscing on the pains and pleasures of the becoming ritual...

...as you have given me my own reward, not the least of which I have found to be prospering quite nicely already in this dawn of new life... My alu'fiend will have some time before it finds its way out amongst the world - yet I feel its mind swarming ... can you feel it as well Fazhitazorilnavenath? The father is as the son in his want to become and be set free... Can you feel it?

again the mistress pauses, this time as if taking a moment to safe-guard her position...

... my service to aid this First-Hold of mankind in the guidance behind the throne continues at the rough water of a storm for which I have dissipated, great prince...

Vipheri goes on to speak in great detail of every notion set down in the role-played scenes that Kyuad took part in, with the new vote. All of the information you had out-of-character about that situation is now IN-character. As if watching it from the eyes of "Petrus", of course with Vipheri's slightly expanded version of events prompting up her actual importance...

and she continues...

... so then Prince Fazhitazorilnavenath... what of your times and travels. Are you making your way into the Bluff of the Baden's as you'd hoped? Hardly would I be of key service and informant were I not to know the goings on, so I must ask what others have assumed... What of the chaos of the Bluff? Was that a seed sewn by a new-formed tanar'ri? Is this to be your first proud moment that I might report into the void at the pinnacle of the veil? And if so, if these "rumors" are true, you surely must be in need of something - that perhaps for a favor to be given in time - something that I could arrange? Is there a courtly fiend-friend that I might direct your way if seen on the wind? What will you do next then Prince Fazhitazorilnavenath ride on the Scar itself? heheheh...

she laughs with both wit and guile - in a congratulatory and amazed point of veiw...

... So then Fazhitazorilnavenath, what of your weery band these days? After this, my curing of the First-Hold tantrums I'm considering launching a probing eye into the Bluffs of Baden - perhaps sending the girl Naline to view in on things of need to know within. Make sure, the understandings of the factions within. Know the movements of the Avatars following this..... following YOUR catastrophe... heheheh... But it is not my wish to foul your plots, will you be bandying about the Bluff in these next weeks? Should my claws reach out? Otherwise, what can I speak of in your further tales... what will you do now, you and your band of muckrakers... How can I aid you in this, your next triumph Prince Fazhitazorilnavenath...?

Zal'Kazzir (In response)

Oh Wise Mistress, may thy cup runneth over with passion and blood, though I would warn you to make less frequent use of certain names, even in this most private of contacts. It pleases me greatly to hear of the progress of our daughter-to-be; she will be a terror and a joy, I am sure. [KEV: Spirits check here, how quickly would an Alu-Fiend mature? Quicker than a human, I assume, but I'm just curious] I was thinking that a mighty name might be Zekriya. [If Vipheri knows her Knowledge: Nobility in regards to Sarcosan history, Zekriya was a courtesan who skillfully manipulated two consecutively weak Khalifs to become the de-facto ruler of Pelluria for three decades].

As for Firsthold and your service theirin, my thanks, Vipheri. I am relieved and pleased to have left one true sentient to govern that nest of chattel. You did well, and your decisions were well-made. Willis will make a fine leader, and with the dedicated support of Willam and Petrus, he will surely govern wisely. If you haven't already, continue manipulating Tarmigan; quietly urge him to support dangerous, foolish and draconian proposals, and watch him dash himself and his support against the rocks of collective reason, while you use what impetus for brutality is accepted by the council to steer for greater control and strength among the populous.

Also, one initiative I need for you to pursue is this; Education. My persoanl guards are arriving in firsthold shortly to bolster it's defenses, and some of their families are almost certainly accompaning them. It is my will that we establish an academy to teach language, writing, history, philosophy, the principles of magic, and theology, insofar as we must know the enemy, and also a Craft School to train those unworthy of proper education in the trades and crafts that will be necessary. It is also my desire to establish a special school to educate those with magical talent and potential. Magic is our greatest strength against the great enemy. Go to Jaltheras and my other disciples and tell them to begin searching Firsthold for those with potential. Those children who have magical potential [Basically, since anyone can take the magecraft feat, I mean any children with the aptitude and inclination and a high enough mental stat to support it] should be tested and those who seem promising should begin training immediately. Request aid from the Elves, if possible to provide additional instructors and resources.

You should know that your Petrus persona is possibly in jeopardy. I do not anticipate any immediate danger for you, but now is the time to create an backup persona, if you have not already.

As for me, Indeed, it was my action that precipitated the fall of Zaindal and the Chaos of the Bluff. Indeed, the Chaos we have seen is but the overture, the real symphony is yet to come. The Sorcerer has placed a token claim on the city, and this will likely prompt Sunulael to divert his resources in an attempt to take the place back; a move almost certainly to be opposed by Jahzir.

As to your fiend-friend, who might it be? What help might they offer? And what favor might they require?

Naline is a wise choice to scout the bluff. Have Her father vote for her while she is away, and try to have her figure out where Baden has gone to ground; it will be imperative that we speak with him in the next month or two.

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