[Thread Currently open to Kincaid, Uriel, and The Bladed Sun only at the moment]
The chamber drifted on clouds, a fact that Abel knew was designed to put the attendees at ease and had little to do with the real physics of the demi-dimension created for this meeting. And there were hundreds of beings here milling about.
Many of the Ascended Beings in attendance were survivors of Warmonger’s Engine Dimension on Draco Epsilon 7.
Those who had not been subjected to the horrors and tortures of the endless battles and bloodshed and death that occurred on the engine dimension did not quite understand why those who had said there would be no great war against Warmonger’s Host. And one being who survived the engine dimension but did not learn its important lessons egged them on. That one being was Ceroj the Red.
Ceroj the Red, Falosini Sovereign, demanded, “Why? Why can’t we just take Unen by force.
Kalok has stepped past the limitations placed on both sides. We could simply go in full force. No weak avatar bodies, our full forces arrayed against Warmonger.”
Berototh the Blue, Falosini Sovereign and brother of Ceroj countered sarcastically, “Or better yet why don’t we just let Kalok blast half of Refuge off in a Volcano aimed at destroying the Warmonger. We are here to protect the people, not destroy them. A fact you often forget.”
“You still hold me accountable for Xephon’s escape during the Border Wars,” snarled Ceroj, “You know I was tricked.”
“Tricked once,” said Berototh, “Yet unafraid to be tricked again.”
Abel Dragonsbane watched the Falosini Sovereigns argue. He had learned it was act that froze the progress of most meetings of Ascended Beings since the end of the K’ias Wars.
The newest members of the assembly of ascended beings, Kincaid and Uriel, were standing off to the side whispering. Abel approached them and said, “Welcome Uriel. How are you acclimating to your great sacrifice for the good of the uninformed masses.”
A shuffling Olgog hunched where Kincaid stood tall, withered where Kincaid was muscled pushed past them. It was a shrunken thing, but exuded extreme power. Yet it seemed that the being was neither male nor female, or perhaps both. The being swung its head around and looked upon the three Ascended beings and snickered, “Auf’Ol sees the conspirators, conspiring. And Auf’Ol is tired of Falosini complaining and doing nothing. What does the young ones conspire about?”
Kincaid introduced himself, “Auf’Ol is it? It is good to meet you. I am Kincaid, who gathered the GodSwords of the Bladed Sun and assembled them.”
“Yes yes and prevented the Tsogari Black Claw from gaining them. A good thing it was you did. Had the Black Claw ascended with Warmonger’s Claw still embedded in his skull, he would have been a weapon of the Warmonger in our midst. He would have slain us all, a Black Claw indeed” said Auf’Ol proudly.
Abel Dragonsbane introduced himself, “Greetings Auf’Ol, I am Abel Dragonsbane…”
“Yes yes another gatherer of Lord Falos’ master puzzlebox,” snickered Auf’Ol, “I do think you did a good thing banishing Dako’tha Nightmare Lord once and for all. But all that collateral damage…? The religions and the Morgothians and the Knights. So much pride human…so much pride.”
Abel stepped back feeling chastized.
[IN that moment they can ask Auf’Ol questions about the Assembly, about the other Ascended Beings, or about who else of importance is attendance
OR players can direct their characters questions and observations to the two Falosini Sovereigns debating.]