Consorting|Darkthrone | New Morilanta
Apr 17, 2008 1:36:34 GMT -5
Post by Kender Bard on Apr 17, 2008 1:36:34 GMT -5
Nissar moves to sit down with folded legs next to Rajani. "One of the spies I have sent to Anarlina has returned earlier today. I have checked his mind and he has seen several of the priests of Love personally...if he were to write in the name of one of them under your instructions, you can bring the fear of the Forces into all those at the wedding."
Rajani clasped her hands in deep thought. She wanted badly to kill the High Priestess. And yet... if it was fear Nissar wanted, perhaps she could do one better. "If we want to put the fear of Forces in them, perhaps I can arrange it so that we may achieve that and I can put a more exquisite ending to the high priestess," she said slowly, plans formulating in her head.
A cruel smile slowly spreads on Nissar's face as he reads into her mind. He decides to converse it with her to help focus her thoughts. "How would you plan on doing that?
A smile alighted playfully on Rajani's lips. "We send a messenger to Anarlina bearing a letter. In this book we shall write his name and decree he drop dead as soon as the letter has been delivered to either Snowflake or King Sunray. The letter will state simply that we wish them to hand Snowflake to us or else we will kill the entire family, one by one. If they need proof of our power, they need only look at the dead man who brought them the note."
Nissar's grin widened. "An excellent way to give them reason to be afraid..and may also cause rumor enough for our potential 'allies' to treat us with more of the respect they owe us."
Rajani snarled quietly at that. "Lucifer! Arrogant bastard! He ought to be next on our list for his flippant treatment of you."
Nissar attempts to calm her with a hand placed over hers, and an attempt to soothe her mind as well. "In due time. For the moment he is safe until I can place somebody more worthy in his place."
Rajani is easily calmed as her thoughts turn to the more pleasant aspect of their impending, rising might. "Shall we do this then?"
Nissar nods and mentally calls for a messanger. "I shall have Arbiter place him as close to Anarlina borders as possible in order to make sure it gets there before the celebrations end." He smiles and kisses her hand.
Rajani felt a flutter in her chest and smiled, the previous ache of her heart now a long memory. She drew Nissar a little closer. "My master," she purred, "few things could make me quite as happy as you have done just now..."
Rajani clasped her hands in deep thought. She wanted badly to kill the High Priestess. And yet... if it was fear Nissar wanted, perhaps she could do one better. "If we want to put the fear of Forces in them, perhaps I can arrange it so that we may achieve that and I can put a more exquisite ending to the high priestess," she said slowly, plans formulating in her head.
A cruel smile slowly spreads on Nissar's face as he reads into her mind. He decides to converse it with her to help focus her thoughts. "How would you plan on doing that?
A smile alighted playfully on Rajani's lips. "We send a messenger to Anarlina bearing a letter. In this book we shall write his name and decree he drop dead as soon as the letter has been delivered to either Snowflake or King Sunray. The letter will state simply that we wish them to hand Snowflake to us or else we will kill the entire family, one by one. If they need proof of our power, they need only look at the dead man who brought them the note."
Nissar's grin widened. "An excellent way to give them reason to be afraid..and may also cause rumor enough for our potential 'allies' to treat us with more of the respect they owe us."
Rajani snarled quietly at that. "Lucifer! Arrogant bastard! He ought to be next on our list for his flippant treatment of you."
Nissar attempts to calm her with a hand placed over hers, and an attempt to soothe her mind as well. "In due time. For the moment he is safe until I can place somebody more worthy in his place."
Rajani is easily calmed as her thoughts turn to the more pleasant aspect of their impending, rising might. "Shall we do this then?"
Nissar nods and mentally calls for a messanger. "I shall have Arbiter place him as close to Anarlina borders as possible in order to make sure it gets there before the celebrations end." He smiles and kisses her hand.
Rajani felt a flutter in her chest and smiled, the previous ache of her heart now a long memory. She drew Nissar a little closer. "My master," she purred, "few things could make me quite as happy as you have done just now..."