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=== Kyuad === | === Kyuad === | ||
− | '''"How much do you value your beauty, Lady Ahemia? This perfect body of yours, so brazenly nude in front of us; the pitch hair falling on your shoulders; the flush lips and cheecks of your youth - would you sacrifice them for the truth? Because if what I say is true, you must go for a | + | '''"How much do you value your beauty, Lady Ahemia? This perfect body of yours, so brazenly nude in front of us; the pitch hair falling on your shoulders; the flush lips and cheecks of your youth - would you sacrifice them for the truth? Because if what I say is true, you must go for a time as ugly as the deeds I have attributed to Zal'Kazzir. If you would make this sacrifice to know the truth, take my hand."''' Kyuad stands before her, his skin pulled tight against his face, gray and leathery, with thinning, parched lips and eyes devoid of color. He holds out a hand, dry and rough, with a deep, bloodless cut across the palm. A warm, violet glow begins to engulf his arm, and tiny arcs of this concentrated energy riple up and down his fingers. '''"You must make this choice yourself."''' |
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