Conall - Vampires, the second Cour (part 2) (8/29) (CoI)

[22:37] Rosalie.. brings forth the strange man she had found, along with her servant, she was hoping that not yet another of the elders would give her that terrible feeling of guilt.. so she wouldn't have to return to the cliffside and just tend to the hounds till the next wyld hunt.

"Im sorry Baron- I've already tried to speak to another elder- but I feel as if I- disappointed them greatly.. but being as I live on the cliffside with my hounds.. word of mouth of certain things travels slowly to me. But-! that enough excuses.

I bring forth.. an interesting man- or dryad in this case- from far south for you to pick apart and question." she would say, raising her gloved hand up to rub her cheek.

"I was told to be subtile.. so they dont know anything yet- but if there is an error in this action. Ill rectify it. On Yeglovics name my Lord."
(Rosalie)
[22:37] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[22:37] Celica wonders when they're going to kill Harlow, that is...
(Celica)
[22:37] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[22:39] Celica whispers something.
[22:39] A pinch formed from the younger blood's face. The anger-- the disgust from this Volikhar! He turned to face the cattle and shot daggers right for her heart. Oh how he wanted the most nutritious organ the lesser could provide!

"This worthless maggot is not fitting to be one of us Baron Volikhar. If she were to be turned and word reached back home, the humiliation and problems would arise for all of us involved.
(Veshniir)
[22:39] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[22:40] Tepesh Volikhar says, "hm?.."
[22:40] Tepesh Volikhar says, "Then kill her"
[22:40] Tepesh Volikhar says, "and as for you."
[22:40] Harlow Estradà says, "...."
[22:40] Solomon glances over towards the south, and then to the west, before giving another nod of his head.
(Solomon)
[22:40] Bauk nods to Evarill and Veshniir alike- … and his gaze lingers on them, nearly with gratitude. There was hope for the Old Ways.
(Bauk Druzhina)
[22:40] Octavia Falkenrath says, "How dreadfully boring. I'm going to explore the valley. We'll spar later, Bauk."
[22:40] Solomon whispers something.
[22:44] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[22:44] And Torham cannot help but watch, amused, as he gazes over the scene before them. All at once the politics of the homeland had come surging forth into the fray, and upon the matter of whether or not mercy should be granted to prisoners of all things. It was truly ludicrous. If the matter of gathering cattle alone provoked this much internal debate, how could the colony possibly survive?

The Ghoul paid the rest of the situation no mind. He would have interesting information to report back to both his current master and then to the Fatherland later. His eyes flick briefly to those three who raised protest, and then to Tepesh. It was indeed incredibly improper by every custom for the Baron to even propose or hint at a fate like this. This could be the start of a grudge that would be remembered for centuries.

While it was normally his place and position in a court to offer advice on resolving matters such as this, he wasn't foolish enough to believe he'd be listened to here and now.
(Torham Sairendali)
[22:44] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[22:44] At this point, Roxy says nothing. It feels as if there is a conflict of interests. A craving for cattle, yet a fear of war. A desire for subtly, yet a demand to behave like real bloodthirsty monsters. Exhaustion is painted across her features, forcing that fake little smile she'd grown used to offering.

A few twitches of the nose hint that something perturbed the ghoul, but doesn't display her distaste verbally.

She refrains from speaking out of line, if only for her master.
(Roxy)
[22:45] Fucking dammit, Harlow was hating every bit of this, hating these people and hating this all. Shaking and trembling, attempting to appear polite, attempting to hope to get out of this and to live, a politeness to their tone. Letting their being stop, letting a melodious tone usher forth and a simple question be brought forth.

"What can I do to not be killed here?~"

She wasen't fighting her way out of here easily, she wasen't really capable with the anti-magic collar around her neck, she wasen't able to properly breath with it on. She was in all senses of the word in a bad state. She wanted to go home to help raise her young twin children, to help tilea recover from her illness.

To talk with Eirene and see her mother and father back home in Cruxatil, things shoulden't end here, they coulden't end here. It'd be a waste, a waste for her to go out like this, she was better then this and most importantly she had more things to do.

More things she needed to do, she had so many more things she needed to do and to go out like this? It'd be wrong, it'd be fucked up and their would be no point to any of it beyond leaving her spirit a frustrated thing.
(Harlow Estradà)
[22:48] The baron would stare at the captured prey, He notices the dark skin and the gehenna features. He was listening to her speak as he inspected the prey. placing a hand on his face and lifting his chin up. " No you did fine... this is a gehennan. I told you to defend you self.. and our little decision is far but given away already at this point. "

He took a step back a collapsing his hands behind him giving a slight nod at the two. " well done... well done indeed.. " He would raise a single finger and tap on his chin once more thinking to himself on what to do. " Aye! yes, now i remember. Before you drink or kill him torture him and see what you can find out about this...ATl..Strigoi I've been hearing so much about. He nods once more.

" Once that is done I think I may have something for the both of you yes? "


He would smile with crimson hues shifting to the both of them waiting on a response.

(Tepesh Volikhar)
[22:48] Solomon whispers something.
[22:51] Anger was already making itself known to the vampire. Far too long without a good source of blood - and he'd watched three Valmasians be sent away instead. The taste of a magi was far too gone from his tongue.

And then - he'd overheard someone say to kill.

Hands clasped around the collar Harlow wore. His mouth opened wide, to jaw-dislocating proportions, vicious fangs dripping with hungry intent. He wasn't taking her somewhere else, he wasn't waiting.

Evarill lunged forward to sing his fangs into the meat of Harlow's shoulder, that damnable collar blocking her neck.
(Evarill Volikhar)
[22:56]
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[22:56] Well Rosalie wasent completely lying when she said that the decision to follow her would be life changing.. now it was more interesting to see how Conall would react to this new situation, now that he learned that.. this was indeed risky.

"Ahh- I see- if that is what is desired- then I will carry it out, no need to hide what we are anyways since im here." the blond haired girl says as she turns to the dryad with a smile on her face.

"Well- this can only go two ways from here Conall- My Baron wishes to know about your secrets- and I believe you will tell us yes?"

"Or we could do it the fun way! and settle this over blood! Like old times! that would be a very joyous occasion!"
(Rosalie)
[22:58]
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[22:58] Torham would merely stand and watch as Evarill set about the act of consuming his prey. He would only step in if anyone else saw fit to try and stop him from completing his due meal.
(Torham Sairendali)
[22:59] Malentine puts his hands on his hips.
(Malentine Invidia)
[22:59] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[22:59] Malentine Invidia says, "Would you look at that Corinth? I think someone's about to die."
[23:00] This woman's life stood on a thin thread, doomed to fall the moment it got stuck there. Indeed, after she even inquired how to add extra sand to the hourglass of her lifespan, did he put more emphasis on the soon-to-be victim.

How many times has he heard these words from the peasantry back at home?

There's no sign of compassion from this male. Who now, raised one arm up above his head to the skies,

"Invicta Noctem! Your pathetic blood shall be given to the children of Cain, put to good use before you rot away with the rest of your -inferior- mortals."

And straight after that, he lunged to sink his teeth into her other shoulder and drain her of her blood.
(Veshniir)
[23:00] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[23:00] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[23:02] Corinth doesn't offer a reply to his brother.
(Corinth Invidia)
[23:02] Bauk had long been trying to just see something in their future. He'd always been like that: staring into space, studying infinitesimal details, waiting for some great sign... as if he only almost knew what was coming- what would become of them- … the Children of Cain, all Apropriyans of great heritage and worthy bloodlines.

As Bauk watches ahead - he sees the divide among his brethren, and with an audible gasp, he realizes it: he wasn't looking at an army. That was what his vision had so struggled with.

His eyelids flicker half-shut, then soon open again before repeating the display twice more. He'd make no attempt to stop the slaying of the chattel- … it would be the right of Vampires to do their will onto her, but Bauk would speak unto them in protest: "... She is chattel, not foe. Why bleed her dry once when this mongrel could feed us for years, in chains?" He asks aloud, breaking from his momentary trance.

He streaks forward through space- a horrible blotch of black and red, moving to put a hand between Evarill's forehead and its goal. He pushes his palm out hard- not to strike the Vampire, but to give them pause.

His head lowers- looking to Evarill, and all his hungry fang-baring ferocity. "Son of Cain, I don't ask you to deny your thirst, but to master it. We have no chattel besides her. But if you tire of her later, by all means..." He speaks- presuming Evarill gave him time to say the words.
(Bauk Druzhina)
[23:03] Tepesh cough
(Tepesh Volikhar)
[23:03] Tepesh Volikhar says, "..we ..uh dont have a prison yet bauk.."
[23:03] Harlow Estradà says, "..I am wearing a collar."
[23:04] Harlow Estradà says, "....It..suppreses my mana."
[23:08] He cackles. A loud hollow sound like knuckles rapt against wood reverberates from the Dryad. He bobs his head in glee.

"Is beautiful. Is wonderful. Full of warriors. Full of blood, of death, of torture. Khiiiii."

Vines break the bark-like skin, writing outside of his body, diving back in. His mouth opens, rows and rows of jagged shard-like teeth gnashing as he cackled. He slowly bobs his head.

"Is many ways this can be of going yes?"

He turns, smiles vilely at Rosalie, then to Teseph.

"Is village of accepting ways of blood hunts?

How of bet? Conall is not yet defeated. Was of invited to town. Would like to fight, would like to feel blood pumping in veins. Is warrior of Cruxati, fond of battle.

If Conall is of winning or losing? Either way will be of answering questions of Atlan Strigoi. If of winning, will also be of leaving wood and ore. Fact?"

Wooden nails carve over his sack, placing items forwards for the elder vampire to receive.

"Will be of winning right to be living unsucked here if winning. If of losing? May be of sucking blood if catching Conall. May be of doing whatever if catching Conall.

Is any of willing to accept hunt? Is thinking will be fun, joyous!"
(Conall Revels)
[23:09] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[23:09] There's a low audible sigh from Torham as he begins to stride forwards. "It is not my place to decide whether or not she is reduced to cattle or consumed here and now. I will however do my duty and remove her equipment to store among our armaments."

And with that, Torham would begin to set at once to disarming the restrained and surrounded Harlow. He would even set away at undoing the straps and bonds that held her armor in place around her, methodically taking it apart when there was the opportunity afforded amidst the confusion.
(Torham Sairendali)
[23:10] {Item} You drop Wood x300.
[23:10] {Item} You drop Orchilacum x5.
[23:10] Malentine stares at that ore.
(Malentine Invidia)
[23:11] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[23:11] Evarill is the chief blacksmith here fuck you.
(Evarill Volikhar)
[23:11] Malentine nudges Coraline's thrall and his brother beside him.
(Malentine Invidia)
[23:11] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[23:11] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[23:11] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[23:11] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[23:12] He was inches from his target, inches from that precious liquor of life that had been denied from him for eight long months. Until-

Bauk's first words fell on empty ears, for Evarill was beyond words at this point. Only the kill, the blood, the feast. The hand had more effect, stopping him, redirecting that wrath upwards. The white sclera of his eyes had clouded over red, pupils dominating his view. Claws were clear from his hands, fangs extended and wide.

For all the world, Evarill looked the spitting image of a monster.

"Wh-" It was hard to tear himself free, hard to restrain those urges. And then color filled the world again. The breath he'd been holding came out in a cloud of misty vapor. Those claws slowly retracted, gouges in the metal of the collar clear.

"Chattel... I- Yes. You're right."
(Evarill Volikhar)
[23:12] Pluto whispers something.
[23:13] Roxy whistles, unable to hide her boundless amusement. There was something about Conall. While she couldn't quite put her finger on it, she knew that there was something about this Dryad. The willingness to battle, the likeminded feelings towards the Oscuri and prey.

The eagerness to partake in the shedding of blood.

Again, it wasn't her place to speak out, but she does deliver a firm nod of approval.


(Roxy)
[23:13] Torham hefts Mercy's Pride before him as he removes it from her person. There's a brief glint in his eyes as he examines the blade and the work done to forge such a weapon. It's relatively impressive to glance over. It isn't with bare fingers that he touches it and hefts it by its hilt: rather its with a crystalline layer of salt safely adorning his hands in case of any dangerous enchantments that might malinger on the blade.
(Torham Sairendali)
[23:17] Halted in his tracks, an eager- pinched up expression spread across his face. Beautiful gems reflected the human- who had been saved for now. And though angered in part to his meal being blocked off from him, he merely dug his cane into the patches of white.

Contain oneself, for the sake of Cain.

"... Then let us first offer her blood to Cain - to be blessed. If she is to be a feast for us all, then Cain should take the first meal as our utmost gratitude to him."
(Veshniir)
[23:17] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:17] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[23:17] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:17] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:17] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:18] The ghoul wandered forward, stumbling through the snow. Eventually ending at the Baron's side, they reached a hand forward, trying to grasp the very edge of his sleeve.

"Master, w-when you are... finished with business, please. I... Need to have time with you." They glanced towards Conall, before stepping forward.

"Not just anyone can fight My Baron Tepesh, you know."
(Mihail Fenrir)
[23:19] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:19] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[23:20] The weapon is large, perhaps impressively so and made clearly enough of steel, a impressive blade foretelling of strength, infused with pride and care and with strength. Infused with something that radiated just a bit on the woman who was trapped in this situation.

A signature on it, GV and then another, H&T clearly enough done by Harlow judging by the similar mana and clearly her own intial and someone elses. It was a fine weapon, a fine thing and something that could be used as both a club and a sword with equal measure.

Besides it, taken from her side was a simple axe, slimmed down iron, a nice wicked looking axehead with a spike on the end, a rough handel but overall a very servicable weapon and at the very end, at the heft of it all is the gleaming image of a smiling woman. Gleaming with Harlows energy magic and one could easily say.

She had made this axe, that potentially she was a blacksmith of some sorts! Breathing deep, tightening up as her weapons were taken away, the collar around her neck tightening relaxing slightly as her death seemed a bit less likely overall. The spikes digging into her neck ever so slightly more, lavender eyes staring backwards for a moment.

Clearly enough, pained to see something made for them and the first weapon she had ever made taken from her. Her armor however, was something different and was form fitting and as such, he'd need a few moments to look for latches and the like to free her of such confines and they were most likely on the front of her body so she could take it off herself, he would need to move infront of her before any disrobing could occur.
(Harlow Estradà)
[23:20] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:23] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:25] Torham Sairendali says, "She has been disarmed. If you want her armor removed I'll need space to work."
[23:26] Bauk turns his hold from Evarill, onto Harlow- … cold hands grip her by the hair, fingers snaring her scalp low and close to the skin of her head. "Blood will come soon, Evarill. As lord Veshniir says- we will first say grace." He speaks, with a hint of excitement to his voice: he couldn't have agreed more with the Ivanov's request, and hearing it delighted him!

Even moreso does Bauk look on Torham with approval, as he robs Harlow of what possessions she still had. "Ah- good servant, yes. Leave her with nothing." He commands, where the Ghoul already works to pry-off her weapon. Now, though, he'd be doing a bit more work...

The priest of the Invicta Noctem next looks on Tepesh, who had uttered protest previously: "We do have a jail, and I shall entrust these two with her keys." He declares, with a small grin- and the jingle of a key-ring raised in everyone's view.

Bauk next tugs on Harlow's hair, his fingers spreading to grip the back of her skull. "Come, woman. You may not live long... but defy me, or these sons of Cain, and your last days will be unbearable: obey or suffer." He speaks, showing the captive chattel a ruthless stare of his scarlet eyes.
(Bauk Druzhina)
[23:30] With the situation done, the Ivanovich had every intent on following the priest. His nose pinched up from the hot tease of blood, but he understood his duty as a practitioner of the Caininite faith.
(Veshniir)
[23:31] Tepesh would blink a bit.. " how come nobody to....." He sighed "very well however... please update me bauk.. all this diplomancy has just left me out of the blue with housing and buildings i would like to get updates as well yes? very important " he would just have a very unamused face .... " Yes do tell me of such things when they happen..perhaps someone can show me the next time something is built " he would shift his gaze to conal " Well..lets see im sure anyone here would like to fight you..But.." he would look around sighing a bit " would anyone like to test there might on the.. savage if not I will do it "
(Tepesh Volikhar)
[23:32] Roxy says, "Conall is strong. Will probably lose. Will fight if no one else will. "
[23:32] Roxy shifts her gaze to the others.
(Roxy)
[23:32] Mihail Fenrir asks, "... I will fight him, if you would like, Master. Then may we speak?"
[23:32] Roxy shrugs.
(Roxy)
[23:32] His head felt fuzzy, denied the blood he'd been just about to take. "Yes, imprison her..." Evarill didn't even correct Bauk on his title, that Captain had been forgotten.

"Let's go..."
(Evarill Volikhar)
[23:32] Tepesh Volikhar says, "no."
[23:32] Mihail Fenrir asks, "... N-no?"
[23:33] Rosalie says, "Wha-"
[23:33] Tepesh Volikhar says, "I will do it."
[23:33] Bauk Druzhina says, "Before I lock-up this chattel, Baron Volikhar-"
[23:33] Tepesh Volikhar asks, "Hm?"
[23:33] Bauk Druzhina says, "-I suggest you fight this man; he could be a tie to the Gehennans, and so a way to lessen our enemies..."
[23:33] Mihail Fenrir says, "... Very well, Master. I wish you good victory."
[23:33] Tepesh Volikhar says, "or.."
[23:34] Tepesh Volikhar asks, "You are saying we should maim him and send him back?"
[23:34] Mihail Fenrir exclaims, "Don't do that!"
[23:34] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:34] Mihail Fenrir says, "-- A-ack..."
[23:34] Tepesh Volikhar says, "....tch"
[23:34] Mihail Fenrir exclaims, "I'm sorry!"
[23:34] Tepesh glares at mihail
(Tepesh Volikhar)
[23:34] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[23:34] Bauk Druzhina says, "No, not at all. Give him what he wishes- he sounds to be from the tribe of Gehenna friendliest to our kind."
[23:34] Mihail shrunk backwards at the glare.
(Mihail Fenrir)
[23:35] Bauk Druzhina says, "Mayhaps he will be useful to us."
[23:35] Bauk Druzhina says, "Now- to the jail..."
[23:35] Rosalie says, "They wish to fight, its what they wanted in the caves when I found them, and its what they desire now. "
[23:35] Having spoken his advice- Bauk heads forward, ruthlessly dragging Harlow through the snow if she dared resist him...
(Bauk Druzhina)
[23:35] Roxy asks, "Can vouch. Conall is one with, honor, yes? Offerings were given to show this, yes?"
[23:35] Tepesh Volikhar asks, "Very well with honor I will uphold then perhaps you bring one of your leaders here to speak hmm?"
[23:35] Tepesh Volikhar whispers something.
[23:35] Celica whispers something.
[23:35] Roxy eagerly claps!
(Roxy)
[23:35] Tepesh Volikhar whispers something.
[23:36] Conall Revels says, "-he bobs his head- Is of honor. Is of wanting hunt. Winning or losing. And could be of talking to cheiftain of coming here."
[23:36] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:36] Tepesh Volikhar says, "Wrath sin?.. that sounds interesting."
[23:37] Rosalie says, "Perfect! its settled then! Conall- try not to die- I wish to talk to you about beasts later."
[23:37] Tepesh Volikhar says, "mhm."
[23:38] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:38] Conall Revels asks, "Will be of trying not to die. But of combat is always fun. Khiiii. Is hunt of accepted?"
[23:38] Tepesh would draw his weapon and point it at the dryad. " my people speak highly over you I pray to cain they are not wrong"
(Tepesh Volikhar)
[23:38] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:38] Rosalie whispers something.
[23:38] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[23:38] Rosalie bows off, presumably to return to her hounds in the mountains.
(Rosalie)
[23:38] Tepesh Volikhar says, "I hear you old man...l"
[23:39] Tepesh Volikhar says, "Make some room.."
[23:40] The vines wiggle underneath his skin, breaking through bark anew. Sharp jagged shard-like teeth gnash one another and the Dryad bobs his head. Around his feet Swarm swims. Conall breathes in.

"Is hoping Conall will be of doing good. Was of sick until of recently. Is good to be better."

Ice breaks, small plants and mandrakes crawling to surface.

"Is beastmaster. Is hoping will be of fun."
(Conall Revels)
[23:41] Malentine snaps towards Solomon, pointing to the spot beside him.
(Malentine Invidia)
[23:41] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[23:42] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[23:42] Zhao Zen whispers something.
[23:42] Zhao twitches once.
(Zhao Zen)
[23:43] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[23:45] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[23:46] ** Tepesh Volikhar has inflicted an injury upon Conall Revels. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[23:52] Pluto whispers something.
[23:56] in the mist of the fighting the dryad was close to no match for tepesh his skills in evaision gave him the time he needed to send his blows without fail.

The vampire was having a bit of fun given the optimistic view of conal however it did not stop him from -giving in to his bloodlust.


In the mist of the fight, tepesh would drop his weapon moving at inhuman speeds to grab the dryad by the neck and lifting him off the ground until his feet dangling.


With a tilt of the dryads head the vampire would bite into his neck, the squirt of crimson would first splash onto his face but it did not stop him. the rest would soon cover and soak canals clothing and the mouth of tepesh.

Soon the sound of drips would be heard as the crimson liquid crashed onto the snow. as the vampire took its meal upon the dryad.


for a short moment, it would seem as though conal was in great pain
(Tepesh Volikhar)
00:06] The blade of the sword slices Conall, the Dryad cackles.

"She was of right. Is dangerous. Is very dangerous!" Tepesh was stronger then Conall. The Dryad was winded in every strike. Blood ran from the bark skin, moving down the cracks. Jagged teeth fall out of his maw, and new wooden ones take root, tearing through gums. Vines rip appart his skin, tearing it in chunks, but stitch it back together.

"Is fun!" Vile, his teeth form a smile, and he chokes, lift into air. Feet dangle, he struggles for breath. Teeth come, feast on his blood. Under skin, vines move, squirm for life. Half-lidded eyes open, pupils dialate.

He could die.

He could die, he could die, he could die, he could die, he could die, he could die, he could die, he could die, he could die, he could die.

Shivers and sounds of choking. Immense pain. Body falls slack in vampire's hands. Eyes close. Vile smile remains.

"Was of wanting to speak to Chieftain of Cruxati, yes?" Voice is slow. Tired.
(Conall Revels)
[00:10] Conall Revels says, "Is of winner. What are demands, commands? -monotone-"
[00:12] Weiss whispers something.
[00:13] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[00:13] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[00:13] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[00:14] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[00:14] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[00:14] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[00:14] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[00:14] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[00:14] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[00:14] Mihail Fenrir whispers something.
[00:15] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[00:15] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[00:16] Tepesh Volikhar says, "No"
[00:16] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[00:16] Mihail Fenrir whispers something.
[00:16] Corinth Invidia whispers something.
[00:16] Tepesh Volikhar says, "I do not wish to speak with him. i was told this one was some sort of humanoid fish."
[00:16] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[00:16] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[00:17] Conall Revels says, "Humanoid fish is of leader of Atl. Conall is of Cruxati."
[00:17] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[00:17] Dan Karadin says, "Pasis."
[00:17] Malentine Invidia whispers something.
[00:17] Tepesh Volikhar says, "I guess..I dont really know.."
[00:17] Dan Karadin whispers something.
[00:18] Tepesh Volikhar says, "Just tell him an elder wants to speak.."
[00:18] Tepesh Volikhar says, "now if youd excuse me.."
[00:18] Conall Revels says, "-he bobs his head- Will go tell. -he trails off-"
[00:18] Malentine Invidia whispers something.