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A detail many wouldn't think of, concerning the horse. Too often fantasy novels treat horses as living motor vehicles, never taking into account things like exhaustion or fear responses...18th August 2013
10:19 GMT -5
The four of us appear on the border of the Greyhound Duchy, not… Actually all that far to the north west of our former position. An abbey, burned down during the war and as yet not part of the reconstruction process. A curious choice; I know from the intro sequence that demons here have no difficulty in entering holy sites, but by that token there's no obvious advantage in performing the ritual here. Sareth's horse starts, but I turned my rings' human-to-animal translator back on to warn him before we moved so he swiftly calms down when his rider shows no concern. Xana's demonic steed has presumably been through far worse.
To be fair, if they've never been here before, they wouldn't recognise the surroundings... And even if they have, it still takes a second to adjust to the sudden shift.Xana looks at me expectantly. "Well?"
I point to the broken stone pathway leading to the nearest road. Neither appear to have been deliberately destroyed -demons need roads too- but there was a battle here, and the land is blotted with blast craters from offensive magic and trebuchet projectiles.
One road in not-Europe probably looks much the same as any other. Especially after a war.
Good catch. Riding harness is very different to hauling harness.Cart design is easy enough. I've seen this sort on Themyscira plenty of times. The tires I can base on the dozens of motorcycle tires I've scanned. Sacks, Themyscira again, gold… Is gold, jewels… I've got their molecular structures stored. Ah… Neither of their horses have harnesses, so include those…
Didn't take him for a pious man. I guess the Empire expects a certain amount of devotion, though."Shouldn't matter, but the gold and jewels will have an unusually regular structure. No impurities. But I doubt that anyone will notice."
Xana guides her horse over to the cart while Sareth dismounts and walks towards… It looks like an altar, partially concealed by a pile of rubble. He kneels before it, hands clasped at his chest.
And the god may find it amusing for a half-demon to be beseeching him."You worship Elrath?"
"No. But I suspect that my mother's people will expect it."
So they definitely met before. And not as enemies, unless he's very compassionate about his foes."I would recommend not lying to gods. They can be remarkably short-tempered."
"I'm not lying. I genuinely do hope that Elrath accepts the soul of your other self."
Huh. Well, never underestimate a few kind words at the right moment, after all."You were friends?"
He thinks, then nods slowly. "He gave me counsel at a difficult point in my life."
I suppose that's the same advice OL would have given if he were in that position.Xana glances over from where she's rifling through the sacks, looking decidedly unimpressed. "Surely it wasn't that difficult, my love? Still, it was good advice."
I raise my eyebrows. "'Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law'?"
The problem with that plan usually comes in when what you want conflicts with what others want.Xana nods. "That was the core of it. Decide what you want to happen, and then make it happen."
"Xana, you hate Leanna."
Yeah, a burning cinder doesn't generally have much to offer."She made an excellent distraction. And you were thinking about releasing your father."
"I wanted a place in the world." He stares off into the distance, to where I can just about make out one of the Duchy's towns. "But I think that I'll prefer finding it in a world that isn't on fire."
Classic 'Son... Just don't.' moment. I half imagine OL also giving him the Tommy Lee Jones look, though it might lose some of the impact without the newspaper."You-?" Lushun stares at him, shadows moving around his fingertips. "You are the Dark Messiah Sar-Shazzar wrote of. I seem to remember that prophecy being fairly unambiguous."
Sareth doesn't appear to have noticed Lushun preparing a spell, but from the tension in her wings and lengthening of her talons I see that Xana has. Lushun's eyes move to me and I give my head a small shake to try and discourage him.
Sometimes trying to fight a prophecy just leads to it being fulfilled. ironically because the person fighting it isn't operating with all the information needed to. Like Oedipus."If the prophecy was unambiguous, then why did Arantir waste his time in trying to kill me?" He shakes his head, then strolls through the ruined wall into the main courtyard. "If both of them truly come from outside of Ashan, perhaps he could not see them. In any case, the barrier around Sheogh is made whole, though not so perfect as it would have been had Arantir been able to murder an entire city to fuel his ritual."
Somehow I think doing that would greatly improve the future of the world considerably."I see." Lushun dismisses his spell, but still regards Sareth cautiously as we follow him inside. "Excuse me if I take the time to confirm that for myself."
"Be my guest. And if you encounter Arantir's shade, banish it for me."
Ah, bit of a love triangle going on, and Xana is a fan of the 'murder the hypotenuse' method for resolving them?"You left Leanna in Har-Heresh?"
"Xana's hatred is mutual, but… I like Leanna. She has an army and a fortress, and she has a portal to flee if she needs to."
I'm sure there's a history book with the details somewhere."I just thought that you might be trying to pull a Kiril."
He raises his eyebrows. "Kiril? I'm not familiar with the name."
"Younger son of House Griffin during the War of the Second Eclipse. He was tricked into becoming a demon, and ended up in a long term relationship with a Fallen Angel named Sarah and… A succubus whose name I've forgotten."
Xana glares at me. "You don't need to pretend. There's more than one succubus with the name 'Xana'. I never even met him." She snorts. "Sharing with an angel. She's an embarrassment to succubae everywhere."
Presumably his demonic blood runs very thin for reasons.Sareth shakes his head. "That wouldn't be an option. I doubt that Leanna would ever fall. On the other hand, I'm not a demon."
"Your… Father..?"
Although I suspect the events of the Dark messiah game helped him gain quite a bit of power, just not purely demonic. then again, I don't know if the game had a levelling system or anything."I had wondered if his intent was to leave me as weak as possible until after he was freed. Perhaps even then. Certainly, I never benefited from having demon blood in me."
Xana coughs loudly.
Alas, the amusing discourse will have to wait."I apologise. His demon blood. Your demon magic was extremely important." She momentarily seems mollified, then he smiles impishly. "Though I must admit that I would like to hear more about this 'Kiril'."
Lushun steps closer to him. "I believe that we have met your requirements?"
You could assume that. I'd still be wary of any sort of betrayal once he thinks he can take you."Yes." Sareth nods and takes the Staff of the Netherworld from his back. He regards the skull set into the head for a moment, and then holds it out towards Lushun.
Lushun takes it from him and holds it before himself, going into a slight trance. I assume that he's making sure that it will work as intended. "Yes. Yes." He blinks. "This will work excellently. And the rest?"
There we go! Trust but verify. And I doubt the best magical defences can hold up to Destruction Pulses for long...Sareth passes him the Ring of the Unrepentant, which he slips onto his left ring finger. The Amulet of Necromancy, which he hangs around his neck. And lastly the Cloak of Death's Shadow, which he pulls over his robes.
And wait for betrayal in three…
Also the option of any number of construct energy weapons they've likely never imagined..."Right." He takes the staff in both hands. "Shall we begin?"
Two…
It's not going to be that easy, is it?"Opening a portal to the void… Takes a good deal of energy, but with this staff it is not complicated." Purple mists swirl around the head of the staff, and then flow out to form a vertical disc in the air. "Surviving passage to Ashan's exterior is difficult… You had best shield yourself."
Good, not forgetting them at all. If they're even here anyway. For all we know, the whatever-it-was that brought OL here missed them.I nod, strengthening my environmental shield as purple mist flows over his robes and is… Drawn into them.
"And lastly, we need some way to track your companions. Without one, all I could try tracing your entry and following your path back to your home-."
"Oh, that's easy. I imbued Mazikeen with a small amount of orange light before we left." I generate a mote of orange light and have it float over to him. "Can you trace that?"
"I don't know." His eyes narrow as the purple mist envelopes it. "I think… I… Yes. Yes, I can!" He turns to me, smiling broadly. "Are you ready?"
Or languishing in some mystical jail cell somewhere.No betrayal? Or maybe he's leaving it to later. Either way…
"Yes, I am. Let's not leave them hanging in the wind any longer."
Well, hopefully he can bring Angelika and Mazikeen here promptly and then get them gone before their poking gets noticed by something far more powerful than they'd like to deal with. Assuming this is even a real dimension and not some illusion... Although forging a connection back to the DC Multiverse could make their creator goddess interested.
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