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[Empiricist]

"Anecal Karenthar Plu-shastaron Szaheeb" Silica reverses her spell and backs away.

[Empiricist]

"Well, that was regrettable..."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Nemo, although his face is....expressionless, seems to be emitting an air of annoyance. So is Daeron., who is easier to read.
"You would think her father would attempt to give us some sign of that instead of, you know, not immediately surrendering when his arm was bloody crushed!"

[Empiricist]

"Or when being held at bladepoint. Or gunpoint." Silica adjusts her bracelet. "Now what? Are we to storm their camp? *sigh* _{Great, more bloodshed...}"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I say let the idiots come. They'll either piss off Corvus enough that he simply drives the lot insane, incur the wrath of just about everyone else, or realise that there are indeed literal gods here and run for the hills."

[Xantalos]

I'm rapidly becoming bored with the proceedings. Who is attacking?

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Some mad....scientists? Yes, I believe scientists were trying to kidnap the fox woman and her daughter.

If you want to take care of them, more beer for the rest of us, mate."

[Empiricist]

"If all else fails, I could circle summon some sort of large creature... only problem is, I won't be able to control it..."

[Xantalos]

"If all else fails, I could circle summon some sort of large creature... only problem is, I won't be able to control it..."

I can take care of that.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Daeron smirks.
"The trickster god goes to war. This'll be fun to see."

[Xantalos]

War? No, not war. All I'll do is dance.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"....you were in my world, weren't you. I recall a Kobold god who did exactly that.

Jabjubleerjub, He-Who-Dances-With-Fire, bringer of magic, I remember."

[Empiricist]

"...That sounds arguably worse, some of the more catastrophic accidents I've seen were the results of more whimsical ambitions..."
Silica gestures to the mark of the other on her stomach. "I got this when trying to figure out what would happen if I imbued alcohol with the Other's power."

[Xantalos]

"....you were in my world, weren't you. I recall a Kobold god who did exactly that.

Jabjubleerjub, He-Who-Dances-With-Fire, bringer of magic, I remember."

...I recall that stint. T'was quite enjoyable.

He shifts from whatever his form was to a kobold holding a stick flaming on both ends and golden bracelets draped over every part of his body.

Was it this one?

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Daeron resists the instinct to start chanting while bowing. He nods.