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Post by Saint Eleisia on Apr 22, 2015 15:33:46 GMT
She thought the man would try something like this. Of course the man would want to go back home, why hasn't that been more prevalent? She naturally assumed the Sorcerer would go back to the Rainbow Tower to re supply, which would have been idiotic. But he chose his own home. She hadn't considered that, and for him, it was brilliant.
She paused just at the large metal wall-door and set a hand on her hip while she thought, fingering the silk wrapping on the hilt of her blade.
"A supply of Teleportation spells," she thought aloud, and turned her head towards the Baron. "What defenses do you have back at your tower I should be wary of? Are there any contingencies I should know about, lest I be betrayed and with my mind link to Midnight summon her to stop you? You wish to live, Asmodan...I have no doubt even a Rada'Han about your neck won't render you powerless in your own tower, designed and protected to your specifications. For your freedom, we have to work together. No more tricks, no secrets. What Midnight did, and with my further involvement, we have put a target on our backs. I will not die because you did something stupid.
"Unless you wish to claim my life here and now. We can fight. Otherwise you tell me what to be cautious of beforehand."
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Post by Baron Mordock on Apr 28, 2015 4:30:34 GMT
The Baron smirked slightly. Good girl, suspecting him of treachery. Yes, indeed, had she shown any sign of weakness he likely WOULD have leapt upon it, seizing his opportunity for freedom and dominion over her, her mistress, and anybody ELSE that thinks they can push him around and order him about. That she so sharply cut the heart of it was a good sign. He'd hate to think he was currently in the hands of an imbecile.
"Fight, my dear? How terribly one sided that would be..." he said as though he found the concept droll. Was it a challenge? Perhaps... he MIGHT be able to take her. He was a Grand Mage, after all. He knew she had some power but he was still ignorant of it. She had not used any magic around him and as far as he knew... she was just a woman saved from the plague by Midnight. If she had any power besides the ability to wave a sword, he did not know. Not knowing made him cautious.
"No. We're going to my castle because we can restock and take inventory of what we will need in comfort. If there's anything I MUST warn you about..." he explained, quirking an eyebrow with a light grin... "It's that you may never wish to leave. My home, the Magnificent Fortress/Manor of Ultimate Divine Power, is so luxurious and beautiful that many have claimed it is the only true marvel left in the world from the days of gods and monsters. Creation herself could not craft a bastion so mighty and beautiful all by her lonesome, so she commissioned all the gods to forge a building of the purest energies in the cosmos given material form and gave it to the one true master of the world... Of course, it is mine now, but it is quite an old building."
He knew he'd come across as boasting, but she hadn't SEEN the place. Yet.
"There is... however... another reason I must go there," he admitted, looking away as he did. "While the defenses in place will of course bow to my will and bring you to no harm... I was to meet with another of my so-called Peers in regards to the success of my 'mission'..." he said, his chin lifted to denote authority.
"You see, my dear... The Rainbow Tower knew I was meeting the dark goddess."
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Post by Saint Eleisia on May 4, 2015 20:36:15 GMT
Quirking an eyebrow, the woman nodded slowly, still unsure of the man she met only recently; he was enigmatic and rather strange, two traits Eleisia despised in her allies. If one could not be trusted completely, they were to be drawn and quartered until the truth came out. Of course, the good Baron seemed to be getting a break at her expense, by her own doing...for reasons yet unknown to even herself. She decided she was sympathetic, and with her power came a great compulsion for compassion. She smirked.
She rolled her eyes as they walked, growing tired of the man's barking about the tower he called home, gloating about how Creation of all beings couldn't even lift a creative finger to his own keen eye for fancy. She wrinkled her nose at the man and held back several punches, mostly suppressing her urge to strangle the man because she no longer followed the Goddess of Light. Why she felt a need to protect Her good name, she didn't know. Perhaps it still hadn't settled all these years?
"Creation wouldn't build a material building for the sight or luxury of mortals," she said at last, folding her hands as they walked, in case they got testy. She was about to go off on him about how ridiculous he sounded, boasting about something the Goddess probably did, in fact, build, but was given no opportunity. The Baron found a way to shock and awe her yet again, by revealing one little secret the others had all but neglected.
"You...don't say." she breathed carefully between gritted teeth, suddenly paranoid like the man standing beside her. "And what treachery am I walking into? The Enchantress's web? Or the Necromancer's tomb..?
"I walk into a trap, Baron, and I will suppress that collar until you choke on your own essence."
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Post by Baron Mordock on May 12, 2015 3:57:28 GMT
"You'll do no such thing..." Baron Mordock said sternly and confidently. He really was testing his boundaries but he knew he was finding chinks in the armor. He saw the way her nose wrinkled, the tenseness in her shoulders as she held back her rage. He knew he could get to her if he had to... and a weakness like that was enough to exploit and assert dominance over another. Of course... not too much. Not yet.
"Let me explain," he went on before she could snap and try to choke him out in reaction to being told such a bold thing by her "slave". "Doing so would give away your position in my castle... your own actions made to betray you. You see my dear, I have NO intention of allowing anyone to even know you're there. While I am working closely with Lord Aebra, the master of Abjuration, to heighten the security of the Towers... I also hold no love for that arrogant fool and the entire lot of ridiculous, squabbling CHILDREN we call 'masters'..." he said with such poison in his voice that the spittle from his lips might dissolve steel like acid.
"The blind shield master has no idea that I am secretly working to dismantle the Rainbow Tower and take its highest seat as my own. He thinks that this meeting was solely to seek the dark one and divine the location of the Wizardry from her. He had no way of knowing that I already had that answer, nor that it was I who kidnapped the elderly conjurer..."
They finally came to a stop, and the large doors that served as their entranceway slowly began to open, the whipping winds and biting rains already tearing their way into the room.
"We keep him ignorant..." Mordock called over the cacophony while reaching into his robe to produce the second teleportation scroll. "...Because the less he knows, the easier he'll be to defeat," he finished. He held the scroll up and began to mutter the incantation, summoning the intricate circle of magic at their feet just as he had done before. With the door open, their route was clear and within moments, all that was left was a smouldering black smudge on the ground where the two of them had vanished...
((Off to The Fortress of Ultimate Power))
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