"I have work to do here Moon. There are many here who need me. These undead must be laied to rest and their souls set free. These demons must be sent back to the burning pits from which they came. Though I hate to say it Jisai was right to bring me here even though I hate the place."

She waved a hand. "Do not hurt people around me Moon, do not threaten them. Jisai put you in my service I guess." She turned to Bogmod. "I thank you for your help in banishing the dead and demons in this place. However returning to mother Eva is something I will have to do on my own. I could not prevent what was done to me, but the fault is still my own, and the pennance is my own. When my work is done here I will travel to the garden, and see what happens."

She tilted her head and smiled. "And if I cannot be changed back it does not matter. I still serve the elven nation, the entire elven nation. Be they wood elves, or brown elves. One day I will see all elves united in brotherhood again. Perhaps, just perhaps, Jisai made an error in giving me so much. Time will tell."

Holding thier child in her left arm she cradled it, even rocked it silently as Marasune made her stance. Shilien looked into her creations' crimson eyes, as she own golden iris's pulsed angrily..

"Do you know what your doing, my love? Do you have any idea whom I really am?"

Her look was that of a penetrating gaze, intense.. dominating. She also was seeing the events unfold through her Necromancers eyes as she was with her mate, Marasune.

"This BogMod is becoming a neusance. Lets see what he does."

"You should know by now that you cannot die unless I wish it. You should understand that you are my creation and that you will serve me, in love and in deed until I say differently."

Continuing to hear the baby coo in her arm, as it is still wrapped in the fur trappings, she smirked.

"Such a beautiful baby we have, you did quite well, my love.."

Suddenly, the baby started to glow, its body becoming aflame with faery fire and then its own emerald green iris's began to pulse.. The baby was absorbing the energy around it and feeding off it.

"Ah how wonderful, look my love, our child is learning, she knows how to eat on her own now."

Lifting her arm up so the face of the child was visable, it looked deeply into Marasune's crimson iris's.. like telling her mother that she was safe and that she loved her. A smile crept over the Drow female childs' lips.

"Ah, and smart as well. I have blessed us well."

A grin coming over her lips as she looked at her mate with love, as Marasune's stance softened, her childs' eyes calming her through her crazed demeanor. Stepping over to her softly, she took her hand from the hilt of her Katana and replaced it with her wrapped infant.

"There now, my love, all is better. You know I love you and that I will keep you safe. Your job is not complete, you must continue your take to bring chaos to this world. We will raise her together, for she has half of my powers potential. She will need both our direction.."

Leaving Marasune with their child, knowing that now her love was restored to full power and that their child was safe again she opened a Gate to where she was previously. The flashing light of dark energy was instantaneous and left just as suddenly. Gazing forwards, she saw BogMod there, which further irritated her. She glanced over to Eurydice with a smirk and then to her faithful Necromancer, MoonPenguin, giving her a mental directive.

You are to watch over Eurydice, you are her keeper only in the way of protecting her from herself, for she is still a fledgling and needs guidance in our faith, your voice is as mine is. Rest assured that your faith is your strength, I will always deliver to my children. Now.. summon your skeletal wards and bring forth the dammed of this place to rally at my command, -ALL- of them. Now. I will summon the demon guardian of this place to aid me, for I am taking no chances.

Her face that of composed, focused anger, she looked at the Sorceror with hateful eyes for meddling in things that was not of his station in existance. Her golden iris's pulsed angrily as both her palms raged with The Eyes of Shilien open, and the black, negative energy swirling about them quickly. The wind picking up as she brought forth the chill ow winter upon this place, a cold that the Drow and Necromancer was used to... the chill of Death.

"You have poked your nose in business that is not yours, Sorceror, go back to your infantile tower of pompus rivvil and leave affairs of the Gods to me. For that is my calling, and my duty. You are but a mere mortal, not even of the station of a higher being. Abandon your foolish endeavour, or I will be forced to send you to the Abyss my self, to toy with your soul for eternity."

Her hands now balled up in a fist, the power growing inside her to her full potential fed by her rage.

[Edited by The Huntress at 6:58 PM on 3/3/2005]

Flushing at the scolding she just received, MP channeled her unholy power through her axe. Determined not to fail the Avatar, the bits of unholy matter began to shake and meld. Piecing themselves together through the whipping wind and swirling auras, the end result was a grotesque mixture of Neer parts, random bones, chunks of flesh, and bits of half-rotted, undead wood. The creation swayed back and forth as the last of the demonic power surged into the newly made vessel. Staring blankly at the Dark Elf and Wizard, it let out a moan of hunger and despair...

Sighed and glanced down at her child and held her close, she purred softly and began licking her forehead lovingly as a lioness would to her cub. She let her Katana fall to the soft dirt beneath her, she fell to her knees and continued staring at her child.

"Am I destined to be the pawn of my mother....? Connor... where are you... why haven't you spoken to me in these many long years....? I am lost without your guidance... I seek your help... show me what I must do.... I am stuck between aiding my sisters and mother.... and saving the world from Chaos... help.... me..."

She glanced down at her Katana, a gift from Connor, the true Kiritateru, one who mentored her in many forms of martial arts and sword play before one fateful day he left her to her own accord without saying a word. She gazed at the many inscriptions and engravings into the faux ivory handle. "The ultimate ideal for a warrior..." was one of the few inscriptions upon the hilt. She then glanced down to her child and smiled softly before running a finger over her smooth skin.

"My little one... I must hide you from your mother... for your own good... I have the perfect place for thee. He will watch over thee until you grow into an aspiring woman, this must be for your own good... a great and terrible Evil is approaching and you will not be apart of it... I promise..."

She uses her right hand to pull the chained ornament off of the hilt of her Katana, the emblem of "Phoenix". It's wings were spread and it's muzzled beak opened as if doing a warcry. She placed it in the hands of her newborn daughter and smiled proudly before fetching her Katana and rising to her feet to begin the long, arduous journey to where her mentor Connor was last heard of............

Eurydice reached out with one hand and clamped it around Jisai's wrist. Her friend seemed a bit shocked, and perhaps a bit angry at her as well as Bog Mod.

"No." She said simply.

Eurydice herself was shocked at this, and apprently was not the only one in this little circle that was so. It was not normally her nature to interfear with such things, but she could not let this pass.

"You will tell your syncopant here to relase the monster she just raised, harmlessly. You also will do nothing to this man. You know how much I hate it when you do these things."

Her eyes narrowed a bit. "What is more important Jisai? Hurting a man who wants to help someone you SAY you are a friend to, or running off to catch Marasune who even now creeps away?"

She did not remove her hand from the avatar's wrist. "You hurt him Jisai and I will never do anything you want, quite the contrary I will fight you every step of the way. You. Will. No. Longer. Hurt. People." She emphasied each word.

"The moment the first bit of a spell leaves your fingers I will join my power to his. Perhaps now you regret changeing me, but I cannot let you do this."

"Monster? This is no mere monster my dear. This is my finest creation yet! This conglomoration of parts embodies the very spirits of those Jisai has slain throughout her lifetime. All of the poor souls she has sent to the Netherworld are coursing through this creature's veins. Monster...how dare you insult my work?"

With the final words, MP sent a charge throughout EG, calling forth the Neers, Specters, Maidens, and Undead Forests to where they stood.

"As for you Elf, you would do well to hold your tongue..." MP said, casting a spell of Silence onto the tempremental Elf.

[Edited by MoonPenguin at 8:58 AM on 3/4/2005]

"My business is the world of the living Avatar. Something that should be no longer your concern. A fair deal then, you leave our world alone and I will not poke my business into your dealings with the gods. As for what will happen to my soul when I die I am well aware of how things work, and it will not be ending up in your clutches I assure you."

He spoke quietly those his words carried easily. The creature summoned forth by Moon Penguin did not bother him so, the Avatar and herself were the real threats here. His eyes flickered once to Moon Penguin then he smiled a little, just the tiniest twitch of his lips.

"True, I started off as a sorcerer Moon Penguin but recall the lessons of Beleth and Desparion or Baium. If one is willing to risk it there are other magics to be learned then the 3 styles taught inside the Ivory Tower."

His gaze turned back to the Avatar Jisai even as Eurydice made her statement against her.

"Your servant doesn't seem so inclined to serve. I know what you are Jisai. I know the limits upon you as well. You are the manifestation of Shillen, you are not the entirety of her. I imagine I would be like a puff of smoke in the wind to her but you are not her. Besides, I don't need to be stronger then you, just make you have to use enough power to attract the attention of your mother."

His eyes glanced upwards towards the sky and what lay beyond that firmament. The returned back to her, meeting her gaze solidly with his own without flinching or turning away. Ancient secrets gleaned from his fathers old notes which in turned had been gathered from 1000 different places the Tower would not approve of prepared him if it came to a battle.

"Until Shillen is resurrected your power is still limited here Avatar but your mother's is not. I imagine it is not in Shillen's purposes to have her construct here destroyed quite yet."

Almost casually he said just one more thing. "Besides...if you do kill me just for getting uppity around you and then punish me for all eternity...why wouldn't you say thats just like how your mother acted to the Giants? Funny how you two are so very alike."

Unlike she who let her rage fuel her strength he kept himself calm for only with complete control of oneself could one have complete control of a situation. Emotions are to be used against others but only get in the way of ones own plans.

Feeling a strong pull by her faith, she felt Shilen call to her.. summon her, the voice soft and seducing, but clear as a deathbell tolling in the solemn wind.

Ivory, I require your services. You, as one of my strongest Necromancers, your unique talents are required to serve me at the Execution Grounds. I will open a Gate for you, presently.

Seeing the whirling mass of dark energy before her, she stepped through it and in a matter of moments, was transported to the Execution Grounds. The scent of Death that lingered over this place was like a blossoming flower to her, for she has existed for many millena in the service of Shilien, and served her in life as well as in her undeath. Spreading the Will of Shilen to the masses through the dark arts of Necromancy, and Domination. Intimate secrets of existance was know to her, and only by a select few of a very private group that was the favoured servants of Shilen.

She inhaled softly, allowing the odor to tease her senses.. a wicked smile coming across her lips.

"Ahh.. the sweet smell of suffering.. such an intoxicating bouquet. I never get tired of that sweet scent."

Moving with haste, her dark cloak clingling to her lithe form, she made her way up the stairs and moved to the group scene that was unfolding. Listening to the one currently speaking as she moved closer to the group, and observing from what her senses told her, looking at his aura, he could be nothing else but a Human Sorceror. As each being gave off a different aura, but those of magical schooling and practice emminated a specific kind consistent with their school of magic.

Smirking softly she also felt the presence of a kindred soul, seeing MoonPenguin there with a summoned servitor. Once her eyes met those of the opposite Necromancer, she nodded to her respectfully, then focused her attention to the Human, since it was apparent the Shilen Elder was magically gagged, and of no consequence.. but it was curious why she was.

"Your presence is not required here, Sorceror. We have this situation firmly in hand, leave this place, you are neither wanted here nor warranted to stay. As for your knowledge of the Power of Shilen, you know nothing. Only what your dusty tomes have told you written by pompus Humans whom only see their own weak power and can look no farther than their own ignorance and ego to sate them. If you had taken on the more.. bondage side of magic, you would know from what I speak."

Looking at him, her black eyes buring into his very soul as she could almost taste it, feeling compelled to consume it.. as her eyes began to glow a soft yellow, she continued speaking.

"Are you so pompously arrogant you believe you can stop - or even dispatch - an Avatar of Shilen, much less one that embodies the very Goddess Herself? Has it not occurred to you that this IS Shilen? That she has found a way to resurrect herself and stands before you now!? ...As for punishing you for all eternity.. that would be my job, and I would so enjoy feasting upon your soul."

The Necromancer Ivory could not help but let out a bellowing cackle at the Sorceror for a few moments, then composed herself.

"If I am guilty of thinking too little of my foes then I think you are just as guilty of thinking so little of me. True I suppose I look like a simple human sorcerer to the senses both mystical and natural. Am I though? For one facing off against what would look like 2 skilled necromancers, top in their field to have been brought so by Jisai I imagine, and an Avatar itself I have to be one of two things. Mad, or I have an edge of somekind that will level the playing field."

He smiled lightly to the new arrival and shrugged, shifting just a little to keep all three in view. A few things had to be recalculated but all in all the odds weren't very different then they had been a while ago. Sure he was less likely to beat them all now but you don't have to beat someone to win in the end. Lightly he spoke, undertones of mirth in his voice.

"So Jisai the constructed Avatar...or Shillen herself depending on if I listen to your own confessions or those of this newcomer." He paused then to look to the one known by others as Ivory. "Sorry I didn't catch your name. Anyways as I was saying, Jisai, is the glowing eyes you and these necromancers display used in hopes of making me afraid or because you just like to show off.

Then he muttered again to himself, though loud enough none of the others could have missed it. "And here I thought the heads at the Tower had a monopoly on pompous arrogance in their power and thought they knew everything while those around them knew nothing..."

"No, you are mistaken, Sorceror, I do not think so little of you. Quite the contrary, infact I believe you are more than what you present, and in that I am of the perception to never underestimate those that oppose the will of Shilen. However..."

The Necromancer smirked.

"...since you are so insistant on introductions, I am Ivory. Necromancer and faithful servant of the Goddess Shilen."

Smiling softly at the Sorcerors comment about their eyes, she continued.

"One does not have to show blatant displays in their presentation to have their presence of power felt, your evaluation is flawed."

"Good to meet you, my name is Bog Mod. We should go over our notes of what we gleaned from Hardin sometime. I was always of the school that those with the greatest of power showed no displays of their might unless they wished so. Different views I suppose. Since I seem to be unwanted here however..."

He turned towards Eurydice and lightly placed a hand on her shoulder, murmering the counterspell to the Silence on her.

"I believe you wished to go through this place and do what you could to subdue the undead and remove the taint from this land? Well you accepted my offer of help so shall we get going? Not being an elf I am an impatient type at times so we might as well get started while I am young."

Feeling Eurydice's hand upon her wrist, her anger welling, the golden iris's of the Avatar was quickly diverted to the blue ones of her Elder. Listening to her words.. those pleading words and words of betrayel.. irritated her even more. Her newest creation, already defying her, how troublesome she thought, then speaking in a controlled, angry tone to her.

"You are being deceived, young one. This man is no ordinary human Sorceror, he has come to try kill me, an assassin.. The raised servitor is fine, it needs not to be dispelled..."

The Avatar's anger raged, and her arm was trembling, holding back that charged power within her palm, the Eye of Shilien blazing in fury at the power it held and at the insolence of the new Elder holding her wrist. She was not sure what to do as eventhough she was raging, and her iris's was pulsing wildly, her friend's words mattered to her, especially when she spoke of her mate, Marasune.

"I..."

She started to speak and then stopped.. considering the words of Eurydice. Looking over at MoonPenguin and her newly summoned Necromancer, Ivory, she turned her view to BogMod. Knowing that Eurydice could not utter a word now due to MoonPenguin's Silence spell, she just stared at him. Her iris's still pulsing madly.. The Elder still having her hand around her wrist, she moved her gloved hand from pointed at BogMod.. inward, pointing at Eurydice.. closing her eyes, she released.. The fury of that negatively charged blast hitting Eurydice with full force, in the sternum, sending her some feet away.

Suddenly Eurydice's body began to decompose.. as all that was left was a cindering husk of a corpse. Nodding to Ivory, the necromancer raised her arm. Her hand glowed an eerie red colour, then as if with demonic speed the essence of Eurydice was drained from her corpse, to Ivory, her body flashing with a red aura instantly as she consumed the soul, then returning to normal.

Jisai closed her eyes, feeling the fresh soul within her now as Eurydice's soul was sent to the Abyss.. she brought her hands up in front of her.. and the black, negative energy swirled.. until it created a form.. The form of a Light Elf.. Finally, the body was formed and what was missing was the soul. The energy around her hands went from midnight black and purple, to white.. pure white. The formed body convulsed as Eurydices' soul was reinfused into the new body. Returning her to as she was before she was altered. Lowering her hands she smiled to her Necromancers warmly. Finally, turning her attention to BogMod.. her golden iris's pulsing with less anger now.

"I.. hope this pleases you Eurydice. I was not able to return you from your original form, so I had to kill you for you to be reborn to your original form.. I.. I still hold the power to create life.. if not to destroy it as well. I hope this is what you really wanted."

She stood there unable to do anything at all for several moments while the various mages talked about her. She had no connection to the world as she was remade, back to her original self.

The pain was fleeting, but it was intense. Dieing was not something people are eager to experiance for a good reason. She vaugely heard the other four argueing about some obscure magical philosophy, it did not matter to her.

She dropped to her knees as her connection to the world slowly began to re-establish itself. She held her hands folded before her stareing at the ground, whispering a few words, that even the sharpest ears would find hard to hear. "Mother, forgive me."

That forgivness was granted as she felt herself infused with the love of her goddess, and her blessings once again. She got to her feet as her world was centered once again in her service to Eva. As sure of her faith and her place as the oldest Evan elder.

"Yes Jisai. It is what I really wanted. I have more now then I did, not less. I wish you could understand that. I wish you could understand that your hatred and your anger gains you nothing. It even turns those who care about you away from you. Your own darkness hurts you more then any outside threat ever will."

She turned to Bog Mod. "If Jisai and her two pet wizards will let us do our work here I suppose we had best get to it." She looked at Jisai. "I don't hate you you know, and if you were hurt or collapsed again I would still help you. Even after everything. I hope you can learn from that Jisai, but perhaps my hope in that is misplaced."

The chilling wind of the Execution Grounds was getting stronger and more intense as nighttime approached. Looking at BodMod, and hearing Eurydice speak she turned her attention to her.

"Sobeit. You have been restored. My pet wizards will follow me in whatever I desire, they have sacrificed their very souls to do my work so show them respect."

Her golden iris's narrowing at the Elven Healer.

"Now, what is this nonsense about the taint of this land?"

He had a few choice words about how much respect to offer someone who sold their soul for power but now was not really the time. He took a step over towards the light elf and smiled.

"Good to see you back to your old self there Eurydice. Now I had a few ideas on how we could affect some sort of more permenant change here then just crushing the undead over and over. I think its the images of the places that is helping to ground them here. The gallows, the guillotine, they all help to support the anger that spawns these creatures. If we were to bring down those things it might weaken their power overall throughout the entire region."

So musing with her he and she started to walk away from Jisai and the two necromancers, talking in low tones about how best to try to affect some change in this cursed place.

Looking to Ivory and Jisai, MP muttered, "How arrogant that lowly Sorceror is. If he truly thinks there is a way to remove the desecration of this area, he is sadly mistaken. Every step they take, another warrior dies and is added to the legion of the damned."

Watching the two wander away, she strained to hear what they spoke of but could not.

Kneeling towards the Avatar, she added, "M'lady, I've called forth the undead to this spot -- even now, they march -- and I've summoned my strongest servitor as well. What would you ask of me now?"

Ivory nodded to MoonPenguin, not sure what to say about the Sorceror's arrogance and apparently the Light Elves as well. It did not surprise her that the Elder was really a Light Elf. She had sensed something was 'not right' about the Elder, and indeed the Soul did not match the encased flesh. Hearing the words of her collegue, she motioned her hand to the leaving two, then dropped it back in place.

"They will know soon enough what this place really is and I will quite enjoy feasting upon the soul of that insolent Sorceror. They are foolish in thir thinking, as you pointed out, that they could ever rid the stain that is this place and those like it. Fools they are to not realize that it is not the objects that stand in this unholy hallowed ground, but it is Shilen herself that commands and keeps these souls here. There is nothing they can do to change that and also as you mentioned a warrior dies very often in this world, the suffering will continue eternally as the Abyss is always being filled with fresh souls."

Smirking still looking over at MoonPenguin, then turning to Jisai, she bowed her head solemnly closing her black eyes.

"What would you ask of us, Shilen?"

[Edited by Ivory at 11:53 AM on 3/5/2005]

She shook her head as she walked. "We will not be able to do everything at once. The fetters of the spirits are to strong. To fight what a god has done you need the power of another god, or in this case goddess. Consider what happens when the flame spells you humans use meet the ice spells we elves use. If the mages are of the same degree of disipline then they simply cancel each other out."

She stopped some distance away from Jisai and her necromancers. "I am not sure what you can do as a wizard and not one of your human bishops, because mistake me not it is healing that is required here."

She kneeled down and placed her hands on the dusty corrupted ground. All about her dead plants and festering pools of sluggish water. She closed her eyes and concentrated and the ground around her changed. The plants became once again verdant, the water turning crystal clear. There was to much to change at once though a large area now looked like any other medow in the world. The unholy beings going around it rather then across it. She turned to Bog Mod.

"Let me rest a moment and ponder. Perhaps more can be done, but at least there is one place of refuge in this place."

"I concur, were I to rely on my skills at sorcery no doubt we couldn't affect some change here. However, in my travels I have always delved into greater and higher forms of magic to learn. Elementalism was my first path but long have I been hunting down other secrets from other races in the matter."

He paused and sat, crossing his legs and considering.

"I don't think its true that Shillen caused this place. The history here makes it rather obvious what created negative energy I am sure you can sense flowing through it. Also I find it unlikely any of the 6 gods would have done nothing and just let Shillen do as she wills here."

"Yes, healing magic is most definitly required to properly restore the place. My suggestions were aimed at weakening it and containing some of its strength much like has been done at the Sea of Spores. Geomancy might also be used to slowly restore the place. Such an effort would require a great deal of manpower to manage....I don't suppose the lord of Dion owes you any favors?"

Smiling to her Necromancer, she beconed them to follow her. They followed Eurydice and BogMod to where the Healer was now resting. After they arrived where they were, they looked at the place where Eurydice purified. Smiling Jisai pointed to the place and grinned.

"Your efforts are in vain my little friend. You cannot cleanse this area permanantly, nor any other. See, look."

The places where Eurydice had cleansed became blackened again, the plants withered and dried up, dieing instantly and returning to their rigamortasis state. The pond, once crystal clear began to cloud, and within seconds the fish that had been made rose to the surface, on their side, dead.

"Your efforts are in vain my young friend. I control all that you see, all that is death and decay.. all that is undead is under my power. Evil, darkness, these are my children. Accept what you cannot change. And you.. BogMod, you should know this all too well. To even waste your time in such a futile venture shows your weakness."

Smiling softly, she returned her gaze to Eurydice, those golden iris's staring into her own blue ones.

"As I have spoken upon before, you are better suited healing the living, not what is eternally under my sway in damnation."

He shrugged lightly and turned to face Jisai and smiled. "There is one thing of which I am truely sure. Nothing is absolute. Your power is not limitless, neither is any other gods. Death is not an absolute either. Before you created the underworld people still lived and died and were reborn. Besides, in terms of pure power Einhasad is still easily beyond you in power and so your control over any place like this tainted by death continues only by her continued allowance."

He pointed to a tiny spot where Eurydice had placed her hands and on that spot there was still green and life there, resisting the natural entropic effects of the place.

"Now I am sure that by your will you could crush that tiny spot of life but the point stands. So what do you plan to do Jisai? Let us continue or thwart what we are trying. I have never understood why you wan't to spread death throughout the land. Just hungry to control everything?"

"As for accepting what we can't change, well you can't know if you can't change it until you try. We humans tend be able to actually change things it seems. Once slaves and the lowest of all the races, we know rule the lands. I imagine very similar advice was once said to a young human back then when he railed against the place of humanity in life."

"Actually." She said to Bog Mod. "All I need is a bit more power and I could put a place of refuge here permanantly. As for your question about the ruler of Dion, no he owes me nothing. People tend to dislike me because I help everyone, not just them."

She looks up at Jisai. "Nothing is eternally under your sway you know. Death is part of life yes, but so is rebirth. You focus on one end of the cycle and I focus on the other."

"No, my power is not limitless, however it is close. In comparison to yours however, it most assuridly is. Furthermore, Einhasad's hower has dwindled over the milliena, as mine has grown stronger. She has wasted away in her insanity, which is why she and Gran Kain have went into hiding. If they faced me now, they would not beat me. Your faith in her is laughable, for knowing what i know, and what you do now, makes your gloating seem rather small."

Looking at the spot BodMod pointed out she smirked.

"As for your question, that is obvious. You are wasting your time here and can affect no permanant change to anything that I rule over. Your limited talents would be better suited, since it seems you want to be close to my little friend, to do so. Aid her in her healing of that which I do not slay. For just as she mentioned, you and she are at one end of the spectrum, and I am as well. What you create, I will destroy. Know this well, as it will be the way it is, and that it is inescapable. As I said, your wasting your time and creating nothing but misery for the fragile mind of this little Elven Healer."

Turning to Eurydice she smiled mischievously.

"You still seem to believe you are stronger than you are, my dear. You have been changed back to your original self. All that i gave you is gone, all that power, and knowledge. So go back to healing those pathetic souls that call to you. Because eventually, they will end up in one of two places. Feasted upon by one of my lovely Necromancers, or at my doorstep in the Abyss. Remember that."

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[Edited by The Huntress at 10:51 AM on 3/7/2005]

"Now I know you claim Einhasad is insane...but I would like to know how you think she is? Perhaps I missed somethings, but records of her actions paint her no less insane then you are. If you gained power from it, why wouldn't she? If you know some great secret about her share it, its the only way I would learn afterall."

He smiled a little and looked to Eurydice.

"You know, personally I am somewhat honoured that the Shillen herself would like to disuade me from doing something. Since we know she cares nothing for anyone or anything I guess that must mean we are doing something right and she wants to stop that. Surely such a being would not waste so much time on two tiny mortals if all we did truely was pointless."