Turn 74 - A Missed ConnectionPhiali takes a moment to try and ascertain the source of his terrible failures so far, kneeling down in prayer.
He gets up a few minutes later, feeling rather empty and unfulfilled in addition to being completely disappointed from previously. He isn't really sure what to do now, to be honest. Everybody really hates him for some reason, it seems, and it doesn't seem like this unwarranted persecution is likely to end any time soon.
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Gronok decides to approach this particular fellow politically, as he seems to tend toward such things.
"Hmm. So if someone weakened their neighborhood support, then they could fall... would you hypothetically prefer to have the cult of my god in power? He does directly support your effort, and you could worship Him - or Her, doesn't really apply - and still get away with it because since Kezilam and Mo'kar are just aspects of the same god you would still be not lying when you say you worship Kezilam.""I would prefer any cult but that of Kezilam in power alongside Vaziim's, or preferably none other at all. And I can't say I worship Kezilam, because that will both alienate me from my fellow scribes and allow Kezilamites to come in here - and I will go ahead and tell you right away that they will not go along with rather ill-conceived technicalities. In fact, they'd probably torture and murder me even more painfully for being a subversive heretic rather than the more overt, less incriminating kind. Arguing with one of the priests, who will undoubtedly be on my doorstep soon if I even provide a hint of converting, is likely to only make it worse. So if you wish to actually attain some popularity for your god, I'd advise coming up with a better hook than that."Sounds reasonable, he supposes. Unfavorable, but reasonable.
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Inspired quite wonderfully,
Elizas decides to take a trip through town, get the music spreading!
Unfortunately, there are few people in the streets, and though his playing is most exquisite, he is having trouble finding a prospective audience.
In other news, though, his shift at that wondrous establishment he works at is coming up in a couple of hours. There should be plenty of people there, he guesses.
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Lars, upon taking first crack at the loot (and a rather indulgent crack at that), including the head and revelations of Amaliz Teze, then setting fire to any other relics present, of which there are quite a few. He feels all warm inside when the bottled sweat of some weirdo boils and the scalp of the first traitor to Kezilam bursts into flame. He feels he's done a good thing here.
"Faithful brothers! Help yourselves to a reward- but don't burden yourself too much, for we must deal with our foes in the armory! I have a plan..." he tells the faithful, who proceed to grab all sorts of cool loot.
"Help me roll this barrel out of here," he says to one that quickly returns, pockets lined with gold and jewelry. Quite satisfied, the fellow helps him out, and together they roll the barrel of sanctified oil to the armory door, where it rests fairly comfortably.
Miscellaneous heretic relics burned! 1 MP gained!Looting performed! 1 MP gained!* * * * *
Shashari takes a closer look at the bits of leather on the table. She concludes that they aren't actually
leather, strictly speaking. They're not nearly well-prepared enough. It's a few steps away from leather, and somewhat fresh. Not to mention rather... pungent.
However, that's not the most important thing about them - the most interesting part is that they appear to be covered in writing on both sides, making for quite a lot of text. The writing appears to have been done with some sort of dark substance, and Shashari is pretty sure that she doesn't want to know more than that. The handwriting is rather shaky and all over the place, making actually reading the thing a bit difficult, but she gets the idea that this is some kind of journal, judging by the fact that there appear to be rough approximations of times on the strips.
Okay, maybe she'll look at that later. Right now, there's also books. They aren't nearly as well-preserved as the leather bits, and most of them seem moldy and extremely damp. The titles are mostly unreadable, but Shashari does make out one word on a spine of a particular damaged manuscript - "songs".
Phiali: 1 MP
Lars: 4 MP
Gronok: 3 MP
Elizas: 3 MP
Shashari: 5 MP