[IC] New Crobuzon & the World Beyond

[GM Marvel]

The Daemon listens closely to Forge's reply but it soon becomes obvious that while speaking about his past the sentient construct's mind was beginning to crack.  The ambassador waits for Forge to finish and Betimi to try to guide him into refocusing his thoughts.  He then asks, "Is losing ones mind a common trait among your kind or is it just yours?"  For a moment you think he might be trying to toss some sort of insult at you but quickly decide that that wasn't the case.  The ambassador truly seemed interested in what kind of being War Forged really are.

"It does, and it has, and it will do so with increasing frequency as long as these instabilities increase. And not just the prime, but all cosmologies. Your Hell is as imperiled as the Prime is. And as evil as your kind may be, you have rules, and that makes you.. and Selina may think me mad for saying it.. that makes you the lesser evil. My creators are the greater, as they want to twist even your kind to their perversions. I have faced into the oblivion and slept there, it is peaceful when compared with the rebirthing and reshaping. It has actually been a relief, this most recent reshaping, though it had I not escaped with my baby, it meant a life as breeding stock." 

"I wonder what the daelkyr would reshape such a being as yourself into? Perhaps a beholder-kin eyeball, weak and nigh powerless, only able to watch and not make bargains or bend the world to your will, or maybe into an infant, or larvae. Their whims are chaos.."

If Betimi was hoping for some kind of reaction from the Daemon about the horrors of her birth place or to insult him by describing the small creature he might become, he does not take the bait.  The ambassador simply shrugs his shoulder's slightly and offers her the tiniest of smiles before replying, "Every creature has its place in the universe.  Some are of great importance while others are simply cogs and diodes in this universal machine that makes up reality.  It is not my place to decide where you or I will fit into history.  If you feel it is your place to contemplate such things then be my guest.  But I've been governed to concern myself with simpler matters."

Kee step forward and speaks a few sentence about his childhood he puts the focus to the nature part: - I come from the far east where we live near to the Jungle. The Jungle is so beautiful it is full of unique birds and other animals and there is some orchidea the blue is the rarest, ...

[OoC: Was the "..." meant to convey you were continuing to describe your world of origin in detail to the ambassador's satisfaction?"]

The Daemon listens to your words with continued interest.  If not mentioned, he asks the name of your world [the name of everyone's world, actually].  And requests detailed information about the different types of sentient creatures unique to each of your worlds of origin.  Personal information [except for maybe Forge] was not something the ambassador was particularly interest in and he quickly steers all conversations back to each of your individual home worlds and what makes them unique.  If he senses [his Sense Motive as well as otherworldly senses are phenomenal] that any of you are purposely offering uninteresting information he will just politely listen without moving on to the next party member.  With Varsetty growing nervousness you quickly realize that the ambassador is more then willing to allow the time to run out before granting your request to be pardoned.

"Oh my stars!  Only 5 minutes left.  We have precious little time!" Varsetty hisses.