12-04-2017, 12:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-04-2017, 12:55 PM by Selina Parcellus.)
Selina gives Betimi a bit of a defeatist look. "Please do not think I do not know that." Is this where she was destined to finish her life...her career as a priestess? This was where the trail of the goddess had taken her, on some blasted land filled with sorrow and misery, no hope other than what is given by the grace of those in power? She should rise up against it...but how? She had given herself up, as had her companions. Why did everything look so bleak?
One thing she was certain of: the 'Magistrate' and this so-called 'Ambassador' were nothing short of pure evil. She would have ventured her soul on it, but she would not have wagered her soul on anything at all. Certainly not now. When they are introduced, she gives the Ambassador a neutral nod. "Greetings. As our erstwhile captor has already informed you, we are sojourners, forced into this world by circumstances not under our own control. We had just come from removing a creature from power that had been assaulting caravans and generally making certain lives quite miserable when the cavern we were in began to fill with water. We are not water-breathers by nature, so we sought shelter and found ourselves passing through a portal that we did not craft. The portal brought us into the sewers beneath this city." Selina uses as much calm as she can muster, but it's easy for her companions to see that she is on her last rope right now. They have likely never seen her so lost in her own emotions.
"I said 'captor', because we were taken by force without provocation or cause. We were doing nothing other than purchasing supplies for the next stage of our journey, providing a service of coin to this town. If you will agree in letting us go home in peace, unchanged, I will tell you some of what I know of our own home plane. We will make our level best effort never to return to this place again." Selina's eyes bore in on the Magistrates throughout this calm-seeming monologue. She is quite angry with how things have proceeded thus far and wants nothing more than to return home. She hadn't wanted to come here in the first place, and had made it abundantly clear that she wanted to leave almost from the instant they arrived.
One thing she was certain of: the 'Magistrate' and this so-called 'Ambassador' were nothing short of pure evil. She would have ventured her soul on it, but she would not have wagered her soul on anything at all. Certainly not now. When they are introduced, she gives the Ambassador a neutral nod. "Greetings. As our erstwhile captor has already informed you, we are sojourners, forced into this world by circumstances not under our own control. We had just come from removing a creature from power that had been assaulting caravans and generally making certain lives quite miserable when the cavern we were in began to fill with water. We are not water-breathers by nature, so we sought shelter and found ourselves passing through a portal that we did not craft. The portal brought us into the sewers beneath this city." Selina uses as much calm as she can muster, but it's easy for her companions to see that she is on her last rope right now. They have likely never seen her so lost in her own emotions.
"I said 'captor', because we were taken by force without provocation or cause. We were doing nothing other than purchasing supplies for the next stage of our journey, providing a service of coin to this town. If you will agree in letting us go home in peace, unchanged, I will tell you some of what I know of our own home plane. We will make our level best effort never to return to this place again." Selina's eyes bore in on the Magistrates throughout this calm-seeming monologue. She is quite angry with how things have proceeded thus far and wants nothing more than to return home. She hadn't wanted to come here in the first place, and had made it abundantly clear that she wanted to leave almost from the instant they arrived.
