Veil's End.
The air is choked with ash. Snowflakes float down around you, colouring the
world white. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. Consecrating its
surroundings, a raging pyre burns white hot in homage to the Righteous Fire.
You see exits leading east and northwest.
(p) 4300h, 5833m, 20398e, 24650w cexdb@-(-111m, 1.7%) human
You concentrate and are once again Tsol'aa.
(svo): System unpaused.
4300h, 5833m, 20398e, 24650w cxdb-blow whistle
Blowing sharply into the end of a platinum whistle, you release three resonant
notes. The chord lingers briefly in the air before dispersing in all directions.
A humbug fades into view, looking bewildered.
A bloodleech fades into view, looking bewildered.
A chaos hound fades into view, looking bewildered.
A sharp-toothed gremlin fades into view, looking bewildered.
Jinsun fades into view, looking bewildered.
A minion of chaos fades into view, looking bewildered.
A green slime fades into view, looking bewildered.
A chimera fades into view, looking bewildered.
A bubonis fades into view, looking bewildered.
A pathfinder fades into view, looking bewildered.
A withered crone fades into view, looking bewildered.
A dervish fades into view, looking bewildered.
A soulmaster fades into view, looking bewildered.
4300h, 5833m, 20398e, 24650w cdb-rm
Message #1957       Sent by Dhaia
6/26/1:06 Two monks are in the city.
4300h, 5727m, 20400e, 24641w cdb-(sip mana)(-106m, 1.7%)
You take a drink from a black-walnut vial.
Your mind feels stronger and more alert.
4300h, 6380m, 20400e, 24641w cdb-(+653m, 10.2%)
You have recovered balance on all limbs. (1.407s)
4300h, 6380m, 20400e, 24641w cxdb-
You have recovered equilibrium. (3.115s)
4300h, 6380m, 20400e, 24641w cexdb-
You may drink another health or mana elixir or tonic.
4300h, 6269m, 20400e, 24631w cexdb-(-111m, 1.7%) msg dhaia any announce?

You sent the following message to Dhaia:
Any announce?

4300h, 6269m, 20400e, 24631w cexdb-pp
(svo): System paused.
touch prism dhaia
You touch the prism tattoo and suddenly a razor-thin beam of prismatic light
shoots off into the distance.
(p) 4300h, 6136m, 20400e, 24614w cexdb-(-133m, 2.1%)
You just received message #1958 from Dhaia.
(p) 4300h, 6032m, 20400e, 24606w cexdb-pp
(svo): System unpaused.
The plane of prismatic light disappears.
rm
Message #1958       Sent by Dhaia
6/26/1:07 No.
4300h, 6032m, 20400e, 24606w cexdb-pp
(svo): System paused.
touch prism dhaia
You touch the prism tattoo and suddenly a razor-thin beam of prismatic light
shoots off into the distance.
(p) 4300h, 5993m, 20400e, 24596w cexdb-(-39m, 0.6%)
An irresistible force pulls you along to the other end of the prismatic light.
A dreamy Bedroom (indoors).
A bed is here. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sigil in the
shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.  Purest Heart, Dhaia
Bayt Al-Azhan is here. She wields a spiritual mace in her left hand.
You see a single exit leading down and enter a bed.
Your blindness is cured by a wunjo rune on a totem.
Your limbs lock up in paralysis as you see an inguz rune on a totem.
Your attention is grabbed and held by a fascinating butterfly-like rune.
You spy a fehu rune on a totem.
Your insomnia has cleared up.
You spy a fehu rune on a totem.
You feel incredibly tired, and fall asleep immediately.
You spy a fehu rune on a totem.
(p) 4300h, 5734m, 20400e, 24566w cexd[par sleep transf pr]-(-259m, 4.1%)
You open your eyes and stretch languidly, feeling deliciously well-rested. (0.402s)
(p) 4300h, 5734m, 20400e, 24566w cexd[par transf pr]-pp
(svo): System unpaused.
(sip mana|eat magnesium|writhe|insomnia)
You take a drink from a black-walnut vial.
Your mind feels stronger and more alert.
4300h, 6380m, 20400e, 24546w cexd[par transf pr]-(+646m, 10.1%)
You eat a magnesium chip.
Your muscles unlock; you are no longer paralysed. (2.863s)
4300h, 6380m, 20400e, 24546w cexd[transf pr]-
You begin trying to wrest your mind free of that which has transfixed it.
4300h, 6380m, 20400e, 24546w ced[transf pr]-
You clench your fists, grit your teeth, and banish all possibility of sleep.
4300h, 6280m, 20400e, 24546w ced[transf pr]-(-100m, 1.6%)
You have recovered balance on all limbs. (0.611s)
4300h, 6280m, 20400e, 24558w cexd[transf pr]-l
A dreamy Bedroom (indoors).
This wide, open solarium bespeaks elegance and refinement while still retaining
a cool, austere simplicity. A sleek white slate floor adorns this spacious
bedroom, hewn from the finest quality of Targossian stone with a smooth and
silky texture that barely hints of softness beneath bare feet. A large dove has
been exquisitely engraved upon the floor in pure black obsidian, the glass
glittering faintly in the available light. Dense walls of blackened ebony soar
majestically to the domed ceiling above; a vast mural depicting the creation of
Targossas looking down upon the room. Large windows open into the bustling road
below, allowing the sound of a busy market to fill the area, while peaceful and
secure silence dominates the chamber when they are closed. Upon the edges of the
wall are lines of silver that opulently trace intricate designs, lending a regal
finish to this lovely enclosure. A bed is here. A runic totem is planted solidly
in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the
ground.  Purest Heart, Dhaia Bayt Al-Azhan is here. She wields a spiritual mace
in her left hand.
You see a single exit leading down and enter a bed.
4300h, 6280m, 20400e, 24558w cexd[transf pr]-
You may eat another plant or mineral. (1.263s)
4300h, 6280m, 20400e, 24558w cexd[transf pr]-(eat arsenic)
You eat an arsenic pellet.
Your eyes dim as you lose your sight.
4300h, 6280m, 20400e, 24558w cexdb[transf pr]-
You continue trying to wrest your mind free.
4300h, 6280m, 20400e, 24558w cexdb[transf pr]-
You may eat another plant or mineral. (1.456s)
4300h, 6280m, 20400e, 24558w cexdb[transf pr]-enter bed
You must be standing first.
4300h, 6280m, 20400e, 24558w cexdb[transf pr]-
You have writhed free of your state of transfixation. (6.581s)
4300h, 6280m, 20400e, 24558w cexdb[pr]-(stand)
You stand up. (6.639s)
4300h, 6169m, 20400e, 24536w cexdb-(-111m, 1.7%)
You may drink another health or mana elixir or tonic.
4300h, 6169m, 20400e, 24548w cexdb-enter bed
You get into bed.
In a bed (indoors).
The room is here. A bed is here.
You see exits leading through the room.
4300h, 6169m, 20398e, 24548w cexdb-
Nyderrasethi has been slain by the might of an ice golem.
4300h, 6169m, 20398e, 24548w cexdb-l
In a bed (indoors).
This is a bed. The room is here. A bed is here.
You see exits leading through the room.
4300h, 6244m, 20398e, 24548w cexdb-(+75m, 1.2%) qw
Nothing penetrates the privacy of the bedroom.
4300h, 6135m, 20400e, 24539w cexdb-(-109m, 1.7%) window tesha
Nothing penetrates the privacy of the bedroom.
4300h, 6135m, 20400e, 24539w cexdb-
Dhaia gets into bed.
You say in a delicate and discerning voice, "Hello."
Dhaia beams broadly at you.
You look over at Dhaia and ponder her for a moment.
Dhaia looks at you with timid eyes" Hi..
Your eyes sparkle with amusement.
You say in a delicate and discerning voice, "You wanted to see me, Dhaia?"
Dhaia says in a demure soft voice, "You did too."
You say in a delicate and discerning voice, "I wanted to see me?"
Dhaia says in a demure soft voice, "No.. you wanted to see me, don't lie."
You say in a delicate and discerning voice, "Hrm, I was curious."
Dhaia says in a demure soft voice, "Never had any man in this bed before."
You say in a delicate and discerning voice, "No?"
You tilt your head and listen intently.
Dhaia shakes her head.
You say in a delicate and discerning voice, "Lucky me."
You look over at Dhaia and ponder her for a moment.
Dhaia says in a demure soft voice, "Maybe."
You say in a delicate and discerning voice, "Oh?"

Dhaia gazes at you with sparkling green eyes" So, do you feel on edge here?

Jinsun looks at you, his eyes sparkling with pompous amusement,
lips perking in a wry grin as he retorts, "Hardly."

Dhaia walks from out of the shadows, her luxurious scarlet mane, shimmering in
the soft light as it swayed against her back. Her pale skin seem ethereally
beautiful, while her gaze sized you interestingly, as she slowly lowered herself
on the edge of the bed." You intrigue me".

Jinsun reclines comfortably, his robes splaying outward as he
stretches languidly. His nostrils flair slightly as his piercing eyes narrow at
you, a look of mild curiosity brushing his countenance. "I intrigue you... and
how is that?"
Dhaia's green hues stare at you with soft brilliance, as she tucks her bottom
lip between here teeth and momentarily lowers her chin, looking up at you from
under her breath" You are surrounded by ,, this air of mystery and darkness. I
can't place it".

Jinsun crooks his hands slightly, the slender fingers crossing
each other in thought. Peering slightly at you, his voice flits in airy reply,
"Oh dear, I believe you've alluded to that before as if I were... tainted by
Chaos? That would likely explain your intrigue."

Dhaia's feminine hands rest on her lap, toying absently with the hem of her
short dress. She offers you a flitting smile, her gaze curious and nervous
simultaneously at your presence" Perhaps, and maybe because my father and mother
would not approve of this visit.

Jinsun frowns slightly, his brow furrowing tightly at you as
his eyes wander coldly over your form, showing no humility as they take in your
entire body. He says softly and slowly, barely above a whisper, "You brought me
here out of some youthful desire to rebel?"

Dhaia shakes her head, as she evades your eye contact. " No.. I brought you here,
 cause I wanted to. " Takes a deep breath, her cleavage rising and slowly
falling within her Magenta dress, as she lifts her chin and offers you a bright
smile" You disapprove?

You say in a delicate and discerning voice, "I do not disapprove, Dhaia. It is
amusing, I must admit. Carmell, Micaelis and I- we don't get along. I'd hate to
think that you only wanted me here to rebel. Why do you want me here? Simply my
intrigue?"

Dhaia blushes before he finishes the words, one of her hands lightly touching
the soft warmth of her cheek. Her crystalline eyes meeting yours" I told you
once before".

Staring resolutely at you, Jinsun does not say a word. Instead,
he cocks his head slightly, a small smirk alighting his face as he listens to
you.

Your eyes twinkle enchantingly.

Dhaia cants her face gazing at you, those large green eyes observing your
reaction" Yes, I have " she ads.

You say in a delicate and discerning voice, "Do you not find me repulsive, an
agent of destruction, my body seeping with Chaos as I seek Oblivion?"

Dhaia's hues move to gaze over your form silently, one of her hands extending
towards your arm. Her delicate pale fingers tracing the slow healing wound,
while soft warm healing-light irradiates from the tip of her fingers.The light
so bright illuminates chases the darkness away from the room. The wound closes
before your eyes leaving healthy skin behind, as she smiled recoiling her
fingers in hesitation. She looks into your eyes, her own filled with compassion"
You are not repulsive to me.”

Jinsun levels his eyes coldly at you, vivid rage flashing in
them as his dimples drop into a grim frown. Teeth gnashing in eldritch rage as
he mumbles slightly under his breath, the lost language fluttering hauntingly,
liltingly from him as he stares at you and his arm, eyes creeping slowly back
and forth from the scar to you. As he chants the air become heavy with acrid
scents, his words becoming louder with each breath. The scar on his arm bursts
forth, scarring anew, blood flowing freely from it as the seamed skin seems to
split of its own volition. With that, his tongue stops briskly, the words
dropping into deep silence as his gaze returns to you, full of unfettered malice.
 "Child! What do you think it is that you do?!"

Dhaia gasps as she brings her hand to her mouth, shaking her head slowly as she
whispers against the pad of her fingers" No" Her gaze filled with horror, as
she's never seen such display of horrifying self mutilation. She swallows slowly,
 her breath quickening as she attempts to regain composure, her quivering full
lips part to speak" I was ... just trying to help. Why do you surrender to
destruction? " she says avoiding your gaze.

Gazing hatefully at you, his cold, grey eyes piercing you,
unblinking unflinching, Jinsun slowly steps toward you, his fluid robes
whispering with each step almost as if he were floating. Silence fills the room,
broken only the the patter of blood as it spills loudly onto the floor. He
stands tall before you, "I surrender to no one, no thing, no God. I choose to
serve as I am, and I choose to look as I am. The east has made you weak
priestess, and you toy with powers which you cannot comprehend. As you live this
lie, so shall you be marked." With that, Jinsun screams loudly, his voicing
echoing a foreign, piercing keening as Tentacles sprout from his torso, each of
them springing forward to wrap arond your limbs, the slimy tendrils sucking
tightly to you as they lift you easily, forcing your body against the wall. In a
moment of feigned redemption, he stares at you, eyelids flashing widely open as
he says, "Have you any words of apology, Priestess?"

Dhaia's raises to her feet, slowly backing up against the wall, as you close the
distance between the two. Her desperate green eyes, almost pleading without
words, searching through the coldness of your gray cruel and unmoving stare. Her
gaze drops to the blood oozing wound, as the blood spilled crimson red upon her
lustrous floors. Her heart threatens to burst within her chest, as you
predatorily stood a mere couple of inches from her, while she listened you your
raged filled words. She covers her ears at your chanting scream, as she squeezes
her eyes together and she is suddenly hoist in the air and against the wall. Her
defenseless form seem to float lifted by inky tendrils of chaos, her beautiful
face seems to glow with purity as she stares down at you, filled with remorse,
before she yells back" I am sorry! I am sorry!.. I was wrong try to help you. If
that's what you want, then stay that way for all I care" Her eyes filled with
tears of suppressed anger.

Jinsun laughs coldly, his eyes filling with mirth, dimples
rising in psychotic joy. "You foolish girl. Your half-hearted apologies go
unnoticed. Adherence to the Master's plan was never required of you. You saw fit
to erase His mark, the mark of Truth from the body of the devout." The final
words of his statement bite, his teeth grinding with each final word, the wet,
writhing bindings clutching your limbs tighten further. "Master, this woman
seeks to taint your servant, mar my body with her Magicks. She is unworthy of
your mark. She thus shall be marked with the Mark of the Lie." Jinsun's eyelids
shut slowly, his voice dropping to a dull whisper as foreign words creep from
him in a hushed chant. He bares forth a shining obsidian dagger before you, his
chanting growing louder as his harm rises through the air. The light in the room
shimmers, glowing eerily as the colors shift, a rainbow of myriad colors
shifting about Jinsun's form. Finally, his voice stops forcefully, eyes jutting
open widely at the same time. The light surrounding him flushes swiftly upward,
encasing the dagger in an entropic dance of Chaos. His eyes shift obscurely in
shade to deep indigo as he says in a hushed, foreboding tone. "Hail Lord Babel."
Slashing down violently he slings the small blade at you, its cold, slick
surfacing searing your flesh in white hot pain as the discordant powers mar your
flesh. He guides the blade slowly from the top middle of your forehead to just
before the bridge of your knows, the pain and blood trickling down your face,
nearly causing temporary blindness. "Hail Oblivion." Lifting the blade again, he
makes two swift, intricate flicks, once above the line and once below it,
marking you with dexterous finality, sealing the Mark of the Lie "I" upon your
forehead. With that, he releases you, his body lurching in pain as the tentacles
seep back into him, allowing you to crumple limply to the floor.


Dhaia frowns at you shaking her head in disbelieve, struggling in mid air while
her hands hit without effect at the tendrils that squeezed around her lithe
frame even tighter. Your hateful words echoing in the room, as desperately tries
to free herself from your grasp, she cast a sharp glance towards the door the
back at your chanting biting lips. " Noo! stop!.. what are you doing?! what are
you talking talking about?! " Pants softly sobbing as she sees the gleaming
blade, her cheeks now wet with tears, as they roll down like crystals down her
face. Then the pain came, searing her like fire as the blade slide down her
forehead down to the bridge of her nose, rivulets of crimson dripping from the
open wound while she screamed and her cries went unheard. Blood blinding her for
a moment she sob softly, as she crumbles to the floor a bloody mess. She didn't
speak a word, all she did is cry and hold her hands to her face, not
understanding why he did such horrible thing to her.