[...he responds, automatically, even as Emet-Selch is magicking the crystal to slow and settle into his palm. But he goes broodingly quiet as the examination begins, not skilled enough in aetherology to really guess what the man might discover on it, yet good enough at putting two and two together to make a darkly reasoned guess anyway.]
Ah. You're referring to Igeyorhm, Nabriales, Mitron, Lohgrif, and Fandaniel?
[He pronounces each one with deliberate care, almost like he's counting on his fingers with words alone. At the end of the list, he shrugs.]
Plus Lahabrea, Elidibus, and Emet-Selch. That's eight of thirteen — a clear majority. And all but Fandaniel took their marching orders from the three of you; I'm given to understand he was rather waiting for you all to die out before putting his own mad plans into action.
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[...he responds, automatically, even as Emet-Selch is magicking the crystal to slow and settle into his palm. But he goes broodingly quiet as the examination begins, not skilled enough in aetherology to really guess what the man might discover on it, yet good enough at putting two and two together to make a darkly reasoned guess anyway.]
Ah. You're referring to Igeyorhm, Nabriales, Mitron, Lohgrif, and Fandaniel?
[He pronounces each one with deliberate care, almost like he's counting on his fingers with words alone. At the end of the list, he shrugs.]
Plus Lahabrea, Elidibus, and Emet-Selch. That's eight of thirteen — a clear majority. And all but Fandaniel took their marching orders from the three of you; I'm given to understand he was rather waiting for you all to die out before putting his own mad plans into action.