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 {{wst>reh|And just like that, his strange visitor was gone, leaving behind more questions than answers. What kind of powers did this Zadireth have? How was he planning on getting Demarath out? //When// was he planning to do this? Where was he going to take him? Could he be trusted? Why was he doing any of this in the first place? Why had he been talking to the Matriarch earlier? What were the other 'really sort of esoteric' projects he'd alluded to? {{wst>reh|And just like that, his strange visitor was gone, leaving behind more questions than answers. What kind of powers did this Zadireth have? How was he planning on getting Demarath out? //When// was he planning to do this? Where was he going to take him? Could he be trusted? Why was he doing any of this in the first place? Why had he been talking to the Matriarch earlier? What were the other 'really sort of esoteric' projects he'd alluded to?
  
-And then, another question came to mind: What was he going to tell Ilirith? In light of this,the question about experimenting with his powers was almost rendered moot... perhaps. He still wasn't sure that escaping from prison and running away from Alvraan was all that good of an idea... but if things were really as bad as they sounded...+And then, another question came to mind: What was he going to tell Ilirith? In light of this, the question about experimenting with his powers was almost rendered moot... perhaps. He still wasn't sure that escaping from prison and running away from Alvraan was all that good of an idea... but if things were really as bad as they sounded...
  
 Demarath sighed, eyes falling to the bowl of food Zadireth had given him. He probably should eat something, if he's honest. And who knows what the //actual// guard would do if they saw a food bowl that wasn't supposed to be there. He picked up the bowl, grimaced a little, and began working his way through the rest of the grainy porridge.}} Demarath sighed, eyes falling to the bowl of food Zadireth had given him. He probably should eat something, if he's honest. And who knows what the //actual// guard would do if they saw a food bowl that wasn't supposed to be there. He picked up the bowl, grimaced a little, and began working his way through the rest of the grainy porridge.}}
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 Ilirith fidgeted. She didn't look quite as embarrassed as before, but there was a definite sense that she was uncomfortable with her position - though possibly it was just the strain of tiptoeing around her Matriarch's prerogative.}} Ilirith fidgeted. She didn't look quite as embarrassed as before, but there was a definite sense that she was uncomfortable with her position - though possibly it was just the strain of tiptoeing around her Matriarch's prerogative.}}
  
-{{wst>reh|'Different, but not bad. More freedom than the storage room.' Well, that doesn't sound anything like a proposition he's heard in the last thirty-six rests, does it? But with the way Aveshinoth reacted,and from what Zadireth said, there's no way she's still going through with that. ...But would the Matriarch order such a thing? Only if she had a twisted sense of humor, which all indications said were false.+{{wst>reh|'Different, but not bad. More freedom than the storage room.' Well, that doesn't sound anything like a proposition he's heard in the last thirty-six rests, does it? But with the way Aveshinoth reacted, and from what Zadireth said, there's no way she's still going through with that. ...But would the Matriarch order such a thing? Only if she had a twisted sense of humor, which all indications said were false.
  
 Demarath breathed out a long sigh. Continuing this line of conversation was only going to make both of them more uncomfortable. "Like I said, I'll try not to think about it," he replied, trying to infuse his voice with an air of finality. "I have plenty of other things to worry about, anyway. Speaking of which... I heard that Aveshinoth is spreading rumors about being attacked by a witch. Is she?"}} Demarath breathed out a long sigh. Continuing this line of conversation was only going to make both of them more uncomfortable. "Like I said, I'll try not to think about it," he replied, trying to infuse his voice with an air of finality. "I have plenty of other things to worry about, anyway. Speaking of which... I heard that Aveshinoth is spreading rumors about being attacked by a witch. Is she?"}}
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 {{wst>reh|Demarath's antennae twitched, uncertainty and discomfort bleeding back into his expression. The Matriarch would take care of it? How? Whatever she was planning to do with him, it clearly at least made Ilirith uncomfortable, which really wasn't helping matters. He exhaled softly, tried to put his thoughts into some kind of sensible shape. "About that 'sort of'..." he began, then approached the cell bars, glancing around outside to make sure no one else was there. "You remember that other witch? The bronze one from yesterday?" he asked in a hushed tone. "He came here right before the last watch, specifically to talk to me. He's the one who told me about Aveshinoth."}} {{wst>reh|Demarath's antennae twitched, uncertainty and discomfort bleeding back into his expression. The Matriarch would take care of it? How? Whatever she was planning to do with him, it clearly at least made Ilirith uncomfortable, which really wasn't helping matters. He exhaled softly, tried to put his thoughts into some kind of sensible shape. "About that 'sort of'..." he began, then approached the cell bars, glancing around outside to make sure no one else was there. "You remember that other witch? The bronze one from yesterday?" he asked in a hushed tone. "He came here right before the last watch, specifically to talk to me. He's the one who told me about Aveshinoth."}}
  
-{{wst>shyriath|Ilirith's eyes got rounder as Demarath spoke, until they were nearly bulging. "He did //what//?" she shouted aloud+{{wst>shyriath|Ilirith's eyes got rounder as Demarath spoke, until they were nearly bulging. "He did //what//?" she shouted aloud.
  
 She clamped her mouth shut. This was //not// news she'd wanted to hear, not at all. After a certain amount of effort, she managed to get the rest out more quietly. "You mean to tell me that another witch just waltzed down here past the guards to have a chat with you?"}} She clamped her mouth shut. This was //not// news she'd wanted to hear, not at all. After a certain amount of effort, she managed to get the rest out more quietly. "You mean to tell me that another witch just waltzed down here past the guards to have a chat with you?"}}
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 {{wst>shyriath|"Well, if you must know," Zadireth replied, slinking around Ilirith, "your old girlfriend the princess decided her mother was getting unreasonable in her old age about not having you executed and other matriarchal responsibilities, so she went and promoted herself." He touched a claw to one of the bars of the door, which started turning red and gently crumbling into rusty dust. {{wst>shyriath|"Well, if you must know," Zadireth replied, slinking around Ilirith, "your old girlfriend the princess decided her mother was getting unreasonable in her old age about not having you executed and other matriarchal responsibilities, so she went and promoted herself." He touched a claw to one of the bars of the door, which started turning red and gently crumbling into rusty dust.
  
-Ilirith gaped at him. "She //what//?" She grabbed him by the forelimb, but jerked back,something tiny and sharp had protruded from between his scales. "Sorry," he murmured, "reflex. But yes, the Matriarch's been assassinated. And while the guards are running around upstairs trying to figure out what to do, the //new// Matriarch will probably be ordering them down here to turn us all into animal food once she eases their minds a bit, so if we could move right along..."}}+Ilirith gaped at him. "She //what//?" She grabbed him by the forelimb, but jerked back, something tiny and sharp had protruded from between his scales. "Sorry," he murmured, "reflex. But yes, the Matriarch's been assassinated. And while the guards are running around upstairs trying to figure out what to do, the //new// Matriarch will probably be ordering them down here to turn us all into animal food once she eases their minds a bit, so if we could move right along..."}}
  
 {{wst>reh|Demarath grimaced at the 'old girlfriend' comment, a part of him wondering how Zadireth had heard about that particular detail of their interactions -- he doubts Aveshinoth or the Matriarch had talked about it in public; maybe a chatty guard had overheard it somehow? Of course, this consideration paled in comparison to the more direct revelation. "'Promoted herself'?" Demarath asked, momentarily confused before sudden realization set in. "... Oh. Oh no, no, please don't tell me she //actually// -- Aveshinoth wouldn't do that, would she?" His attention turned to Ilirith, expression pleading for some kind of confirmation; he didn't know Aveshinoth well enough to be sure she wouldn't kill her own mother. {{wst>reh|Demarath grimaced at the 'old girlfriend' comment, a part of him wondering how Zadireth had heard about that particular detail of their interactions -- he doubts Aveshinoth or the Matriarch had talked about it in public; maybe a chatty guard had overheard it somehow? Of course, this consideration paled in comparison to the more direct revelation. "'Promoted herself'?" Demarath asked, momentarily confused before sudden realization set in. "... Oh. Oh no, no, please don't tell me she //actually// -- Aveshinoth wouldn't do that, would she?" His attention turned to Ilirith, expression pleading for some kind of confirmation; he didn't know Aveshinoth well enough to be sure she wouldn't kill her own mother.
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