Seliana & Caimor

[Isadora]

Caimor has transferred you.

The Crimson Tribunal

Immaculate tapestries and embroidered banners of the Crimson Magistrate

hang all around you in this richly decorated room. You stand within a

circle made of golden steel that is set into the ground, before a large

pedestal and bench. The sound of hushed voices echo all around you, and you

hear your name being whispered throughout them. Through dim light, the

shadows of something moving is seen cast upon the dark red walls around you,

yet nothing would appear to be the source of these odd shadows. As the

sight finally unfolds before your eyes, you cannot help but feel as if you

are awaiting a trial of some sort. And the fact you feel like you are being

watched very closely at all times does not help.

[Exits: none]

Countless tapestries and banners of the Crimson Magistrate hang throughout this room.

The Crimson Magistrate, Caimor, is standing here.

You bite your lip contemplatively.

You say 'Thank you.. That place..'

You shudder at the horror and repress tears.

Caimor says 'Now then.'

Caimor says 'You claim, a fiend stole the shard, then you teleported into the Faction of Blood, heard voices promising you things...'

Caimor says 'What else should I know of?'

You say 'Well..'

You say 'The fiend arrived at the Faction of Blood before the voice.'

Caimor says 'It was chasing you?'

You bite your lip contemplatively.

You say 'I am not sure.'

You say 'He said I would help him unleash the power..'

Caimor says 'Allow me to just say something...'

You bite your lip contemplatively.

You say 'Of course.'

Caimor says 'Do NOT under ANY circumstances release ANY thing.'

You say 'I do not even know how to do that..'

Caimor says 'Good.'

Caimor says 'You would do well to not know.'

You say 'Hrm..'

Caimor says 'My home, prior to the collapse, was under seige by Malchaeius.'

You say 'I tried to take the piece from him, but failed.'

Caimor says 'During this, he summoned a powerful force of chaos.'

Seliana arches an eyebrow, 'Malchaeius?'

You say 'Who is he?'

Caimor says 'He too entered this world with myself and Chayesh.'

Caimor says 'He... Is a demon of great randomness and chaos.'

Caimor says 'No.. It... To call it a he is wrong..'

You say 'I.. A demon?'

Caimor sighs.

Caimor says 'It was my enemy. It was my one and only uncalculated factor of my Crimson Magistrate.'

Caimor says 'It's power was equal to mine.'

You say 'I found Vacuus, a wooden splinter, earlier.'

You say 'I was told it is a demonic artifact.'

You giggle.

Caimor says 'That is an artifact of Aabahran's past. Not my world.'

You say 'My fingers were itching, but I was burned by its touch.'

You nod.

Caimor says 'Alas... Myself, Chayesh.. And IT... came to this world after my home was destroyed.'

You nod.

Caimor says 'However, prior to the beginning of the end on my world, IT summoned a powerful force of discord and randomness.'

Caimor says 'I still believe it was the cause of things to decline, though others disagree.'

Caimor says 'Regardless, that power seaped into our world. Even after defeating it, it still resurfaced and caused trouble.'

Caimor says 'Now.. I have reason to believe the shards that fall from the sky.. Shards of my home world, still have that power in them.'

Caimor says 'I have experimented, though I have not had enough shards to truly investigate the situation.'

Caimor says 'Given enough, in such small amounts, I could purge the force before it rises to power on Aabahran.'

Seliana sighs silently.

You say 'Is it true, as Ugresh claims, that the fiends will come after me as long as I have the shards?'

Caimor says 'I cannot say for sure. The power is random. It could manifest in many ways.'

Caimor says 'You are marked, if you will. If I have enough shards to gain sight into purging the power, I can purge it from you as well.'

Seliana nods slowly, 'There is perhaps something else you should know..'

Caimor sighs.

Caimor says 'Yes?'

You say 'This happened once before.'

You say 'I have heard the Voice before.'

Caimor says 'I see....'

You say 'And..'

You bite your lip contemplatively.

Seliana sighs silently, 'Those fiends hunted me earlier.'

Caimor says 'Yes... We must purge this power. As quickly as possible.'

Seliana lowers her gaze once more, 'I am afraid, m'lord. What.. What should I do?'

Caimor says 'I must collect at least ten shards. Given enough, I can contain it's force, and find a way to purge it.'

Seliana nods slowly, 'I believe..'

Caimor says 'Others collect them though...'

Caimor says 'I wonder... I am sure they have felt this power as well...'

You say 'Myself and Egui have a total of ten together.'

You bite your lip contemplatively.

Caimor says 'I see... If you get me these ten, I could begin the process.'

You say 'Egui will not trade or sell his pieces..'

Caimor says 'But... Collect them at your own risk... The more you obtain... The stronger the forces shall become.'

You nod.

Caimor says 'Perhaps with these revelations, he would be convinced otherwise.'

You say 'Perhaps...'

Seliana shrugs indifferently.

Caimor says 'I must stop this force before it becomes as large as it did on my world.'

Caimor says 'With Aabahran in it's chaotic state.... It would easily consume it.'

Caimor shakes his head.

Caimor says 'I will not allow this.'

Seliana nods at you, with a glimpse of determination in her eyes, 'I will do my best, m'lord.'

Caimor says 'Do be careful. I sense a great deal of chaos around you.'

Caimor says 'Do not give in to it.'

You say 'I.. I wish I could promise that..'

Before you stands Caimor, Grand Magistrate. His face is shrouded by a

large red horned helm, with only a small slit for his eyes to gaze out upon.

Though his face is hidden, the shimmer of youth seems to radiate from

beneath his helmet, or perhaps that shimmer is something more...

His body is covered in a long red cloak, and flowing red robe that reaches

the ground, and then a bit more. Beneath it, the shimmer of something metal

is seen, yet no sound other then a light breathing is heard coming from this

man. His arms and hands are covered in red scale armor, and tiny red runes

seem to float mysteriously in the air around them, enhancing the shimmer

that already resides about the armor.

None of his legs or feet can be seen, due to the robe of crimson that

surrounds them, yet when he moves, he does so with swiftness and speed.

Noticed now, he stands the height and has the body frame of a human, as so

he appears to be.

Caimor is in excellent condition.

Caimor is using:

(Glowing) The Lantern of the Crimson Watch

A Red Horned Helmet

A Thick Red Cloak

Some Red Scale Arm Guards

A Pair of Red Scaled Gauntlets

The Crimson Shield of Justice's Crusade

A Flowing Red Robe

(Humming) 'Entarinon' Blade of the Crimson Law

Shimmering Red Runes

an Iron Fist

Caimor says 'Do simply what you can.'

Seliana bites her lower lip, 'I fear it might not be enough..'

Caimor says 'That is the mortal struggle. It is the same as it was on my world.'

Caimor says 'But, mortals can rise above.'

Caimor nods.