“Power is not the force that corrupts, Bill,” Krodnok responded. “In seven thousand years, I’ve never known of any being that became corrupted by power alone. The true corrupting force is desire What you wish to do with the power. You know what I wish to do. I can’t be any more clear.”
He stopped there, and turned away from Bill. Trying to get the point across to him was pointless. So, instead, he addressed the crowd.
"There are things, beings that exist, that will tear the whole of existence apart, just to be the one who rules over everything. This is an issue. An issue that I seek to resolve.
"I can stop them. But I need help. I need more strength, power. Everything you’ve heard me say so far is true. I am looking to put an end to the Ancient Evils. But, right now, I am not quite strong enough. Put your faith in me, and I can stop them. And, if you aren’t worried about the Ancient Evils, maybe you’ll worry about the threat that currently exists now, on Refuge.
“The Demon-God Kalok is on Refuge, and seeks to subjugate and dominate the entire planet. Maybe further. It needs to be stopped. I have the ability, but seeing its display of sheer power at Simonsburg, I’m not strong enough. Before it comes here, give me the power I need to put it down. Help me keep you, and all of Refuge, safe.”
He paused, and let what he had just said sink in. Then he continued "Kalok WILL come here, for what this place represents. Simonsburg was attacked, and hundreds died, because Simonsburg was home to both Earthers and Olgogs, and was a symbol that unity between the races could be achieved. This place represents the same, with many different Feral tribes coming together.
“But, it also represents hope. This place is an actual visual, physical attempt to set some kind of peace in motion. That goes against everything Kalok wants. And he will attack this place. it is only a matter of time. Unless I can put him down first. To do that, I need to be stronger. To achieve that, I’ll need all of you. Believe in me. Put your faith in me. Help me help you, and I will keep this place safe, so that it can grow into what it will become.”
“I am Dead, yes. But, I assure you, I am no ordinary Dead.” He removed his gauntlets, and began creating, and playing with, small wisps of flame, crackling spheres of electricity, and bright orbs of light. “Bill tells you I have died, and I tell you that I have. On multiple occassions. And yet I stand before you, more powerful than any Dead Olgog before me.”
Krodnok gestured back at Bill. “This idea, and the things he says… He’s right. This city, the rebuilding, it’s all positive. He is trying to lead you down the right path. Walk with him, and find a future free of Earther oppression, and Olgog warring. Have faith in me, and find a future without tyrrany, free from those who would make slaves of you.”
Krodnok looked back to Bill. He grinned wide, winked, and dissapeared.
(Ooc: When Krodnok begins playing with the fire, lightning, and light, it’s all very low level Leyas, just enough to make the spheres and lights. At the end, when he dissapeared, he’s using Teleport.