Tag: Magick
KOR LACHNIS: <Now, woman, trapped as thou surely art now, must thou yield! >
IPOLA: <You’re a slow learner, aren’t you? Unlike you, I don’t fear death, and I will never surrender to you. You will have to kill me. > <And you’d better do it quickly before I have a chance to recover.>
KOR LACHNIS: (admiringly) <See now, Owner Gorshash, the steel in the soul of an Erogenian? Of such are all true Erogenians made. And when thou look’st in thy heart and findest strength, it is of this stamp, and cometh from Eroghen. All dost thou owe unto Shuach and to thy makers, my people. Shuach granted us this power - and these will never bow to thee, but only to Him through m --! >
While he was monologuing Gorshash was behind him and plunged a blade into his heart.
KOR LACHNIS: (Blood bubbling from his mouth) Hah hhh … hahahaha! Oh, my … my son. That … is … perfect …
Kor Lachnis dies.
TRANSCRIPT:
IPOLA: KAN URRTAN ESSHATAKU!
IPOLA: (in Erogenian) <So this verifies what is written in the chronicles of Dav the Maker, then. Constructs made from dead flesh are inherently unstable.>
<Now - what say you stop your dithering and we finish this absurd encounter?>
IPOLA: MACH ERAN LIGATA!
KOR LACHNIS: MITHU NAGA KRYU!
TRANSCRIPT:
Kor Lachnis rises in the air to meet Ipola and the two exchange some spectacular spell and counter-spell
IPOLA: (In ancient Erogenian) <”Kor Lachnis the Great!
Ruler of Chachra Chan! I must say
your legend has been kind to you. I expected more
from such a mighty Suvrim Urnimet than
a few parlor tricks and a light show. >
KOR LACHNIS: DOLASH URR ESHATAKKU!
TRANSCRIPT:
KOR LACHNIS: <What is this?! Thou saidst - >
GORSHASH: (taking a stance)< It was, lord, by Shuach! The other one was powerless!>
IPOLA: <Yes - “The other one” - my daughter. I am proud of Tula, more than you could know, but she is still very young, and has a lot of growing to do, yet. Her power flows from the Goddess - she is a conduit for the Moon. Such learning has taken her very far already, but not as far as I have come. I am Ipola Thantic-Ravonna, queen of the Moon Tribe. In every way that matters to you, I AM the Moon! >
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Kor Lachnis and Gorshash enter. Kor Lachnis is laughing and clapping
KOR LACHNIS: <HA-HA! It is as I said! The true Erogenian seed survives! Is she not magnificent, Gorshash? All she needed was a moment’s opportunity and she unchained herself and made a victim of that piece of waste.>
PANEL 2
GORSHASH: <Yes, lord - it is as you said, and as I warned - this family is formidable.>
KOR LACHNIS: <Yes, well, formidable or not, she cannot be free. This has been highly entertaining, Moon Queen, but back into chains thou must go. Thou art yet my prisoner, and I have plans in which thou must play a part. Let us lock her magickally as well this time, eh, Owner Gorshash?>
PANEL 3
IPOLA: <No. I will not be chained again, and I will not be made a pawn of anything you plan. I’ve had just about enough of this place for one day. I will leave - alive or dead, but you will not have any power over me.>
PANEL 4
KOR LACHNIS: <Prattle on! Thou speak’st as if this were a choice thou could’st make!>
Kor Lachnis aims a bolt at Ipola to paralyze her.
KOR LACHNIS:Thuu Duthracani!
PANEL 5
IPOLA: Eyal!
To his surprise, she bats it aside.
PANEL 6
IPOLA Paio!
She aims a bolt of moonfire at Kor Lachnis
TRANSCRIPT:
KOR LACHNIS: <Thou canst not imagine ->
IPOLA: <Oh, yes I can. I have a very active imagination, and I’ve also had a very big library of very old books and a lot of time to read. I know who you are, Kor Lachnis, by the markings on your face if nothing more. After the Fall, your body was never found, and many deduced that you had had yourself put into a cold sleep, because - of course you did. I guess you couldn’t bear to face the defeat of your precious Shuach at the hands of a pair of real goddesses. And now, thanks to this lickspittle Urtt, no doubt, you’ve returned to, apparently, bore me to death.>
KOR LACHNIS: <Ah well, we shall strive to make things more entertaining for thee, then, shall we? It is true, Owner Gorshash, that here in God’s holy place, her powers are moot?>
GORSHASH: <Indeed, lord. <Nevertheless, we must keep her chained. These Erogenians are extremely resourceful and dangerous. >
KOR LACHNIS: <And so we shall. Shall we have her scourged? Would it please thee to see it?>
IPOLA: <Of course it would, since he’s probably just as banal as you are. It’s all right, Gorshash, enjoy yourself. Maybe your Erogenian master will even give you permission to masturbate while watching.>
TRANSCRIPT:
Riderless, the dragon flies off.
Ipola surveys her dead enemies, and her dead friend.
IPOLA: Hrraarch ... Oh, Luna, how can I ever balance this?
KOR LACHNIS: Thuu-duthracani!
IPOLA: AAGH!
A sudden magick bolt takes Ipola from behind - she is down.
KOR LACHNIS: <Marvelous. So unexpected ... And so completely marvelous! Take her back to the temple. >