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Quest Log: Suit Up!
Who: Dragon mages and dragonsworn.
What: You have been given a quest to infiltrate Sin'thalas and rescue your fellow dragonsworn. Also discussion of scrying orbs.
Where: The sanctums.
When: May 4th and ongoing for a week.
Warnings: Please PM the mods if needed.
Despite the chaos surrounding the disappearances of several Dragonsworn, your sanctum's dragon mage is trying to be calm about this. After a brief discussion behind the scenes with the others, he or she has returned.
"Gather 'round, I have some grave news. Several Dragonsworn have gone missing. We found them, but we are unable to rescue them by ourselves. It would look very bad if dragons were to attack a settlement. That is why we are asking you for help.
"Southeast of Suramar is a village named Sin'thalas. It is these elves who have taken and imprisoned the Dragonsworn. Whether you negotiate or use force to ensure the return of your brethren, it will not be easy. These elves are highly-trained and knowledgeable, far from the refugees you may have seen in the Retreat.
"In light of this, we have implemented a system to communicate over great distances." The dragon mage unveils a magical orb nearby, the perfect size for gazing. "This is a scrying orb. Approach it and think of Sin'thalas, and you will be seen and heard from the orb at that location. It also works in reverse. This should allow us to coordinate our movements depending on the flow of the situation.
"I urge you to think carefully about how best to retrieve your fellow Dragonsworn. You are yet a small force and highly outnumbered. We cannot afford to lose any of you."
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What: You have been given a quest to infiltrate Sin'thalas and rescue your fellow dragonsworn. Also discussion of scrying orbs.
Where: The sanctums.
When: May 4th and ongoing for a week.
Warnings: Please PM the mods if needed.
Despite the chaos surrounding the disappearances of several Dragonsworn, your sanctum's dragon mage is trying to be calm about this. After a brief discussion behind the scenes with the others, he or she has returned.
"Gather 'round, I have some grave news. Several Dragonsworn have gone missing. We found them, but we are unable to rescue them by ourselves. It would look very bad if dragons were to attack a settlement. That is why we are asking you for help.
"Southeast of Suramar is a village named Sin'thalas. It is these elves who have taken and imprisoned the Dragonsworn. Whether you negotiate or use force to ensure the return of your brethren, it will not be easy. These elves are highly-trained and knowledgeable, far from the refugees you may have seen in the Retreat.
"In light of this, we have implemented a system to communicate over great distances." The dragon mage unveils a magical orb nearby, the perfect size for gazing. "This is a scrying orb. Approach it and think of Sin'thalas, and you will be seen and heard from the orb at that location. It also works in reverse. This should allow us to coordinate our movements depending on the flow of the situation.
"I urge you to think carefully about how best to retrieve your fellow Dragonsworn. You are yet a small force and highly outnumbered. We cannot afford to lose any of you."
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"The belief of nothing to lose is not a good mindset when dealing with those who will take others without reasons." She crossed her arms over her chest and sighed. "Diplomacy has a place in the situation now but not from someone with such a mindset. Someone who is not so careful with their words will likely easily upset them. I will not see them doomed because someone can't watch their tongue." Because Vastania mattered far more to her then all of her anger, grudges and much else.
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"She's right. Besides, you're one of the only people from this crazy planet." Even the Draenei weren't native to this place, right? He's sure their knowledge was limited too. "If you get captured or killed, then us from other worlds won't have a clue about what's going on."
Okay sure...half of what Mar said didn't make sense anyway, but half a clue was better than none!
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"Nothing to lose? Oh, we have several things to lose -- the element of surprise being chief among them, and in the short term, that's something very valuable we're giving up if we need to rescue them later. We also risk the life or freedom of the diplomat, which is why I suggested I go." Like he'd said, who'd consider his loss a loss?
"We may have had our misunderstandings in the past," he continued, sketching her a short bow, "but I will not risk the lives of those they've taken through careless words or thoughtless gesture. I vow that on the strength of my arms, that carry my sword and my shield."
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She does have a problem however. She'd kept to herself and has no proof she'd be any better. Age helped but she couldn't deny part of her wanted to simply bust all of them out of there without talking. "What we need is the ability to do a few things. One, offer something they would want and two, help them realize that the Legion is not a force any singular race can stand against. We also need the ability to convince them not to take the actions of one flight and assume all others will act the same."
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He glanced in Kaneis's direction, much more savvy to his unspoken reasons than he intended to let on. "If you traded me for the Vindicator, you'd still have someone who could help. As for what we need the ability to do... We won't know what we want until we begin talking to them." He was going to save the point that if they really wanted to convince the Kaldorei that the Legion needed to be met with a united front, they shouldn't send the person who refused to join the fight to convince them.
"I do have to make one point in my favor, though, which is that I probably have the best chance of anyone of understanding what they're saying."
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Zelos froze when he heard that remark. If Maridian said anything more, Zelos didn't hear it. He was too stuck on those words, too lost in his own memories. Words so similar to ones he's said, ones he's thought himself. It was his reasoning behind all the mistakes he made, the choices he can never made back.
Even if he barely knew this guy, even if he wasn't his biggest fan, it felt like a slap on the face, a cold douse of water. It was wrong to hear them said, far too wrong and twisted and he could guess the meaning about them.
Maybe if he was Colette or Lloyd, he could speak up with some rousing speech about how it's wrong to think that way. He could almost imagine Colette shaking her little fists while there was concern in her eyes.
Unfortunately, Zelos was neither of those two. Zelos was a screwed up guy with a lack of social grace and more self-hatred than anyone should ever had.Which poor Maridian, had done the worst thing possible: Reminded Zelos of himself.
And so suddenly, not inhumanly suddenly, but fast enough- there's a fist flying at Mar's face. And then he starts yelling.
"YOU STUPID JACKASS! Don't say shit like that! No life is worth less than anyone else's! Just shut up already!"
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"He does have a point. We're not here to let someone sacrifice themselves and we're not placing that option on the table right now. Not to mention we can't afford to have only one person talking to them." She was certain that between the lot of them that it would be a terrible idea. She didn't think either of them was going to be able to handle it and she couldn't slip off to try and do it herself. There had to be some sort of happy medium somewhere.
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He really had no response to Kaneis, because... well, he was wrong, plain and simple. Mar had deliberately set the value of his life below that of anyone else's when he first took up the sword and shield of the Blood Knights. The very act itself had been a sacrifice of part of himself, made when he chose to accept power drained from a naaru, and though that part had been made whole later, that didn't change the fact that he stood in front and took the hits so others didn't.
It was a choice.
The social dynamic here had just taken a very weird turn here, one he didn't believe, because seriously, if the Kaldorei showed up at the Sanctum and offered to trade Vas for him, he didn't believe for a second these two wouldn't be all over the offer.
"As.. optimistic as it is to think that the first person to approach them won't be captured or feathered with arrows," he said, gradually getting his verbal feet back under him, "the fact is that said first person is in danger and might very well be in trouble. Suppose I carried a flag of truce to where they could see it and waited for a response. If it's an attack, I have the best chance of surviving it of the three of us." He banged a fist on his chest, emphasizing the solid armor that covered it. "If it's capture, then my life's in no more danger than the rest of them. If they're willing to talk, I explain that I'm just one of the party and everyone else who's there to talk comes out."
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His eyes widen and he suddenly feels like he he's been caught redhanded doing something severally crazy. Partly because he had and there was Valamia trying to calm him down because he really had just done something like that.
And with that realization of sanity, he loses his steam. His shoulders slump and he backs away embarrassed, because he really didn't want to be caught doing something crazy.
"Sorry..." it comes out muttered, almost sheepish.
Jeez, he hated when he got emotional. Time to try to focus on , right?
"There's more than just the three of us, you know. Shouldn't we see who else...is willing to go?"
He himself is kinda hoping the earth swallows him whole before anyone asks about his little freak out.
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Now Mar, she wanted to point out various flaws in that logic. She could name a few but she does try not to shoot them all down. "I imagine a man carry a flag in full armor would warrant a chase away from their city, not welcome the idea of negotiating. Considering for a moment that they have Vastania, they may have taken in interest in the Draenei." Which meant that there was one good push for her to go. "If that's the case should I approach them, it should at least get me in, if that is their interest. As my power is also no reliant on a weapon...I should be able to keep myself from dying fairly easily."
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To Vala, he said with downright heroic suppression of a wry look, "Without any desire to offend, I have to point out that if they've taken an interest in the Draenei, it's because of the eredar, in which case if you're the first to approach them, they might just think it's an attack. I think that they know that we don't know their intentions, and I think they will understand the necessity of arms and armor from a peaceful envoy, especially given how thoroughly we're outnumbered here. They and we both know where the advantage lies."
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It was a wild idea and she was willing to give him that but she wasn't sitting back, not when her family was possibly in harms way. "These are not the same ones I've worked and lived alongside but I imagine some of their ideals and principles are the same. I can understand those. It means it's worth my attempting to speak with them."
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He really didn't want to have to tell her about how hard speaking of the draenei/eradar connection had been for Vas here in the Sanctum, where no one really intended to judge her or felt she was an enemy for the connection. She might crack under the pressure, or she might rise to the occasion.
"However, I do know that as understanding as the Vindicator might be if you got hurt, she would nevertheless be in pain, so perhaps let's compromise and put in an appearance together. You can show your goodwill by not murdering me, and I can be a representative of a non-draenei-looking race willing to stand by your side. Still gives you the harder job, admittedly, but if the worst comes about we can get each other away more easily than either of us alone."
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"It might not be a terrible idea." She had to give him that. She did know there was some strength in numbers although the idea of having to stand alongside him made her stomach churn. "I do worry about the idea of us approaching in general. Do we have any reason to believe there wouldn't be others trying to get hostages of their own back? Whose to say they wouldn't go to the lengths of violence? We might not be a threat to them but others may be."
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How weird.
"Absolutely! That's why we need to get in touch with the other Flights as soon as possible! I've made some good connections in the Bronze and Blue, at least, that perhaps we can count on to listen, especially if we offer them a place at the table. We should extend the same to the Green and Black as well."
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"Black flight? Um..." if there was ever a flight to be suspicious of at any time it's them. "It might be best to invite who we can but I'm not sure how many of them speak their language either. We can understand each other but do we want to play translator to a whole party?"
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"If need be, yes, I think so. Better we all have as much unity as possible as quickly as possible, when so many forces will push us to fragment and turn on each other in time. If I have to, I'll do it."
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"This is assuming we do all understand each other. I'm not so sure all of us speak the same language and understand all of it. I've learned a few of them on Azeroth to make life easier but...these people who are from other worlds, I have no idea." Because for all she knows they speak gibberish.
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Which you know, he never thought about, but it was kind of weird when he thought about. "Maybe it's the dragon's magic or something that let's us understand? I mean, I doubt you guys known Aselian..."
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"I dunno! Maybe it won't work with the elves. But for all we know, your Elvish might not be the same dialect on this Azeroth. Languages grow and change over time and space, you know." Which is why no one spoke Angelic anymore outside the church, back home. "Why don't we just ask one of the dragons? This is their world, they'll have a better chance of knowing which language to translate into."
"There's nothing wrong with having a translator at a diplomacy meeting. Better that than you guys showing up with the wrong dialect." Anyone whose dealt with Volt knows how important just having a translator could be.
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