Editing Midnight RPG - Chapter 42.453 (section)

=== Kyuad ===

==== Secret information ====
* '''ROLL:'''   Kyuad (Sense Motive +17)  ROLLED:  16+17 =   32 ''  <br> This suggests to determine that Ahemia’s behavior is being influenced by an enchantment effect, specifically of the style and patterns shown by those under Zal'Kazzir's domain.  With this Kyuad pieces together the idea that magic is at work, specifically Ahemia has apparently been '''Dominated''' by Zal within the last day or less...  
** '''ROLL:'''   Kyuad (Spellcraft +25)  ROLLED:  8+25 =   33 ''  <br> Yes, it is absolutely Dominate Monster.  One in which Ahemia failed in her will against him.  The spell seems to have cast a blinder over her sense of belief in worship of the Corpse God.  More specificly she now seems to have gone from belief to doubt since the afternoon.  She now toys at thinking of Zal'Kazzir in place of the time she would have naturally been thinking of her faith.  Kyaud knows that a protection from evil or a similar spell can prevent Zal'Kazzir from exercising control or using the telepathic link while Ahemia is so warded, but such an effect neither prevents the establishment of domination nor dispels it.  However, its unlikely that Zal is paying attention now.  But then again - who's to say he isn't watching... listening to this discussion even now...  


==== Kyuad's Reply ====
As Kyuad listens, his back is turned to Ahemia... or perhaps his attention is focused on something in the dark nearby.  "'''Ahemia, you call me a wizard.  You know as well as I that in the culture of Theros Obsidia this is a vile insult and hostile accusation reserved for those seen by the priests as better dead than alive.  But, I understand that you state fact, not hyperbole or angry derision.  In the same spirit I now say to you that no one who serves the god of the Therosian priests is free.  The screams of the sacrificed rise each night from the bowels of their temples, witnessing to their illegitimacy to and the flailing hunger of a dead god.  Not even Aradil is old enough to know of a time when Izrador was still a living god, worshipped only by amorphous creatures of hatred and inhuman lusts.'''"  

As he talks, Kyuad periodically moves his hand as if tossing something into the field in front of him, and occasionally reaches out as if touching something unseen.  "'''Now the myth of the ''god who came to us'' is perpetuated by fools pitiable enough to believe it, and their vile masters, conniving and greedy enough to know the truth and yet continue in their betrayal of humanity.'''

"'''Those first duped into serving a corpse and a lie felt as you do now.  A deep, unnatural love for beings that deserve no human affection.  Manipulated by a sorcerer with power his Dornish people had never witnessed, and with an unscrupulous hunger for power and domination over others that would not be matched until the courts of old Peluria were reestablished on the southern shores of Eredane by Zal'Kazzir's... ancestors.'''"

Still facing away from Eranon and Ahemia, Kyuad waves his hand outward, in a dismissive fashion, and begins to do something on his torso, as if he were rubbing his bare stomach.  "'''He and his followers sought to ''fill'' our natural yearning to worship and to believe in something sublime, and thereby obtain control and power over others.  This disgraceful plot succeeded and thus was born the Order of Shadow - the greatest catastrophe mankind has ever constituted on our ''selves''.  For it was not a god they served, but the Fell, homeless creatures of the lost realms, withering and thirsting for souls and spirits bound to the magic and life of this world.  This was the demon, imp, fiend, archon, vrok, and ''succubus'' - worming their way into the minds of our people, turning them into slaves, puppets, toys, and tools for their selfish scheming.'''"

Pulling his jacket closed again, Kyuad finally turns around and moves close to Ahemia, addressing her face-to-face.  "'''Ask yourself, if you were one of these pawns - a mere pet of some inhuman beast of rapacious and immoral corruption - and you found that you had been forced to love something wholly devoid of loveliness... Ahemia, what would you do?'''
'''You will soon need to know.'''"