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Abul stays observant, silent and motionless, but if anyone had interest in the young man, he would notice an even more stiff posture, a small hint of reserved pride and joy for a educated Carmanian hazar.
Egil rolls his eyes but holds his tongue. Illig has always been the hard keen edge of a blade, to see him as a cute and cuddly tiger cub is somewhat disconcerting, but a tiger still knows how to bite.
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Abul stays observant, silent and motionless, but if anyone had interest in the young man, he would notice an even more stiff posture, a small hint of reserved pride and joy for a educated carmanian hazar.


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Graylor, satisfied that nothing untoward was happening, breaths a mental sigh of relief. He gives Kallyr and Illig several minutes to reaffirm their bond. Before anyone becomes embarrassed by the show of emotion he clears his throat quietly. "Excuse me warleader. I hope it is not impertinent, but [[ChronP53 what happens next?]]"
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Graylor, satisfied that nothing untoward was happening, breaths a mental sigh of relief. He gives Kallyr and Illig several minutes to reaffirm their bond. Before anyone becomes embarrassed by the show of emotion he clears his throat quietly. "Excuse me warleader. I hope it is not impertinent, but what happens next?"


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Abul stays observant, silent and motionless, but if anyone had interest in the young man, he would notice an even more stiff posture, a small hint of reserved pride and joy for a educated carmanian hazar.
Graylor, satisfied that nothing untoward was happening, breaths a mental sigh of relief. He gives Kallyr and Illig several minutes to reaffirm their bond. Before anyone becomes embarrassed by the show of emotion he clears his throat quietly. "Excuse me warleader. I hope it is not impertinent, but what happens next?"


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Of all the people in the room, only one is not showing at least some sign of relief that this is over: and Illig still has eyes for no-one else. "Kallyr? Why didn't you ask? Have I ever refused you any such request?"
"No," she says, rather less steadily than when she was still in danger. She's still kneeling, and looking down at the floor now, not at him. "No, you never have..... but that's why it wouldn't have worked. You know that - you taught me that. If you want serious results, you need serious opposition - as tough as it possibly can be, on every level. Your Raven team worked that much out - if you'd known this was only for a part in a quest, not for real, you'd have just agreed to it. Persuading you to accept amends would have been easy, far too easy. It had to look real, it had to //be// real, it had to really hurt, I had to push it as far as I could and still hope to get away with it... and I overdid it, didn't I? I never meant to hurt you this much, not even close, yes, it was meant to be as much as you could cope with, but no more, not like this, Illig, I'm //sorry//."
She looks up at him, now, and there are tears streaming down her face. "How badly did I misjudge it? I did, I know, but you let me live, so... was it.. I mean..."
He's still grave, unemotional. "You came very close." He looks behind for a moment. "I had help. If not.... " The sentence hangs, unfinished. "But the other thing I taught you was that it has to work both ways. Have you pushed yourself too far, and too hard, again? Or did you have help, if we can call it that?"
"It was help, yes - and yes, I know what you're thinking - and you." She turns to look at Insterid for a moment. "Forget it. They did exactly what was needed, and judged it a lot better than I did. They explained a few things, then indirectly suggested I think about what I'd have done, and said, if anyone else had done anything like this to you. So I did. The rest was entirely self-inflicted, and fully deserved."
"And?" That gentleness is still there: anything else is restrained. "Did the result go too far, or not?" For a moment, the concern breaks through. "Kallyr, are you going to be all right?"
"I'll have to be." She's looking at the floor again. "Somehow. Failure is not an option, surrender is not an option, escape is not an option, and there isn't anyone else, so... somehow. Don't know how."
Illig is about to speak, hesitates, and behind him, Dori and Uljar exchange glances and nod. The Death magic they were using drops - it had never been overpowering to the wider audience, but its absence now is unmistakable. The hesitation, and the impassivity, goes: one step forward, and Illig lifts her to her feet. "Oh, my little girl," he says tenderly, as his arms go around her. "I can protect you from most things, but not from yourself." She clings to him, as the last of her control goes, and whatever else he may be saying is lost in her hair.


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Elendala glances toward her with an expression of sudden enlightenment. She seems about to speak but then stops, restraining herself to a grin of triumphant delight.
Oddus is watching Dori more than reacting to anything else. He looks concerned, though not unduely so.
Kristen, too, is watching Dori protectively, but also keeping an eye on Offir and Insterid, ready to stop any behaviour that might be interpreted as something for which Kallyr should be "punished".


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Seledd has shown more reaction than anyone else, perhaps not surprisingly. At first, her satisfaction at Kallyr's "more appropriate attitude" remains dominant, her admission that death is the most appropriate judgment is met with a sharp nod, but Illig's sentence of life produces a moment of stunned incredulity. Only a moment, though - only until the words "...who rules in time of war". That prompts a quick intake of breath, and a gasp of delight as Kallyr submits. She barely notices the rest of the conversation, being lost in her own almost sub-vocalised commentary. "Brilliant, utterly brilliant. 'in time of war, Humakt rules' - of course! Light above, what a Warlord! Got her, got her."
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Seledd has shown more reaction than anyone else, perhaps not surprisingly. At first, her satisfaction at Kallyr's "more appropriate attitude" remains dominant, her admission that death is the most appropriate judgment is met with a sharp nod, but Illig's sentence of life is met with a moment of stunned incredulity. Only a moment, though - only until the words "...who rules in time of war". That prompts a quick intake of breath, and a gasp of delight as Kallyr submits. She barely notices the rest of the conversation, being lost in her own almost sub-vocalised commentary. "Brilliant, utterly brilliant. 'in time of war, Humakt rules' - of course! Light above, what a Warlord! Got her, got her."


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Behind Illig, Uljar and Dori are both concentrating solely on the magic they're using.
Insterid and Offir have both remained silent and tense throughout. Illig's words "You are sentenced to live" produced a sigh of relief, but no lessening of tension. That does not stop until the encounter comes back to the mundane.
Yodi has remained detached and amused, throughout. The phrase "silly child" prompts a snort that would normally indicate agreement.
Seledd has shown more reaction than anyone else, perhaps not surprisingly. At first, her satisfaction at Kallyr's "more appropriate attitude" remains dominant, her admission that death is the most appropriate judgment is met with a sharp nod, but Illig's sentence of life is met with a moment of stunned incredulity. Only a moment, though - only until the words "...who rules in time of war". That prompts a quick intake of breath, and a gasp of delight as Kallyr submits. She barely notices the rest of the conversation, being lost in her own almost sub-vocalised commentary. "Brilliant, utterly brilliant. 'in time of war, Humakt rules' - of course! Light above, what a Warlord! Got her, got her."


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Egil lets the tension flow out of his body, his relief is visible. Personally he would have seen Kallyr dead but he was under orders from Dori to protect her life and had spent the last half an hour working out how he was going to challenge Illig. Now that threat has been lifted and some Silence of the Mind helps to banish it.


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Kallyr looks up at him, and the rest of the hall, and the observers, fade into background. Graylor holds his breath waiting to see what response Kallyr makes.
The feeling of Death around Illig has intensified as she speaks - it might well be Humakt himself she's addressing. The tension, too, has mounted, as that crisis point of decision approaches. Graylor allows himself to breath again. Kallyr had done what she could and made the best possible defense of the situation, in that she made no defense at all.
Graylor and Yenda exchange relieved glances. He tries to do so with Dori too but she is fully occupied with supporting Illig.
Yenda is so relieved that she only just manages to suppress the urge to cheer. It feels like an astonishing victory, even though Kallyr is still under sentence of death, at some future time when she has earned the privilege. Graylor looks round the room to judge the reactions of the few witnesses allowed for the final judgement.
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Kallyr looks up at him, and the rest of the hall, and the observers, fade into background.
The feeling of Death around Illig has intensified as she speaks - it might well be Humakt himself she's addressing. The tension, too, has mounted, as that crisis point of decision approaches.


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The conversation dies down, and everyone's attention returns to the two at the centre of the hall.
To those who know there is something to look for, the dual level of this encounter is even more obvious than before. With the support of the two shadowy figures behind him, who are fading from attention and into the shadows of the dark hall as they watch, Illig is once more as much like Humakt as any human can be, his existence on both planes almost identical. There is only one obvious difference between this encounter and the last: now, his sword remains sheathed. Less obviously, but matching that overt symbol, while there is enormous tension here, there is no hostility.
With no threat, there is no defiance in response. Kallyr isn't trying to push the boundaries, isn't trying to prove how unafraid she is, because there's nothing there to push against.
"Well?" The same single word as before, now not a challenge but a simple invitation to speak. A step forward along that path of intention, towards the crisis point where the two options split.
Kallyr looks up at him, and the rest of the hall, and the observers, fade into background.
"I'm sorry," she says huskily. No playing to the audience, now - there is no audience, only these two. "I should never have done it, never misused your Legion, never tricked you into doing something against your honour. I didn't understand, didn't know how bad it was, what it would do. I'd thought the ends justified the means, but nothing justifies that. Especially, betraying your trust was absolutely unforgivable. At least when you break a relationship, you do it cleanly, but that wasn't clean at all, it was messy and horrible and cruel and should never, never have happened. I have no idea what could possibly make amends for what I did - certainly not that trivial little token I imagined might be good enough. Whatever you want, I'll do it, but I don't know what it could be.
"You said betraying you deserved death, and you're right, of course - if it had been anyone else doing what I did to you, I'd be trying to get revenge on them myself. Only... death. I've realised what that means, talking to your servants here. Only a little of what it means, but more than I knew before. It means peace. An ending. No more responsibilities, no more work, no more pain, no having to somehow make amends, whatever that takes, no having to live with the knowledge of what I've done to you. Do you honestly think I've earnt a reward, an escape, like that? I don't. In the future, maybe, if I try hard enough to make at least partial amends, but not yet.
She spreads her hands, surrendering. "I'm sorry. There aren't any useful words, beyond that."
The feeling of Death around Illig has intensified as she speaks - it might well be Humakt himself she's addressing. The tension, too, has mounted, as that crisis point of decision approaches.
Illig's voice, is almost unrecognisable: cold, hard, inhuman. But his Sword remains sheathed: this is Truth, not Death, and possibly the more dangerous option or the two. "Your apology is accepted. Do you ask for mercy?"
The impassioned plea over, her voice is absolutely steady in response. "No. I have not earnt mercy. I ask for justice."
"Justice shall be granted. I rule that the proffered amends are not sufficient, and the mercy of death has not been earnt. You are sentenced to live, until amends have been made."
"I accept that sentence."
The otherworldly tension that had been building changes, as something clicks into the right place.
She goes on, "I accept that kinship between us cannot return. I went too far for that. Friendship, even, may be too much to ask. But could we at least have alliance against our common foe?"
He studies her in silence for a moment. "Yes - provided that you remember who rules in time of war."
She bows her head in submission. "You do."
"Then I can grant you one other thing for which you have not asked and probably do not deserve." For a moment he looks sideways to where Dori stands, then back down. "I forgive you."
The tension stops. The duality, on that other plane, stops, as one path, the one that led into the terrors of the random and the unknown and unknowable, vanishes. What's more, the tension of even existing on both planes at once, the terror of being in Humakt's Halls in the Underworld, vanishes as if it had never been. In a chilly underground stone chamber, a woman with red hair kneels in front of a dark-haired man in armour, who looks at her and his surroundings as if seeing them for the first time.
Illig, as mentioned earlier, has never been stupid, but even so, it takes a few seconds as he visibly catches up with the painful steps of deduction that his intelligence service had taken the last few hours to reach. He looks back down at the woman in front of him.
"Oh, you silly child," he says gently, and the voice is his own again, and completely human. "If all you wanted was my help on a heroquest, did it never occur to you to simply ask?"


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Graylor whispers in Insterid's ear. "Don't get any ideas, now or later. What was done was needful and nothing more."


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There's a slight pause before Dori answers, after an exchange of glances with Uljar and a nod from him. "We did nothing to her. I encouraged her to do things to herself - it's far more effective." She's putting slightly more emphasis on the initial pronoun of each sentence than might normally be the case, and her eyes are on Insterid, not Seledd. Insterid nods slightly: she stays silent, but her horror-struck expression says all it needs to. Clearly Kallyr's Shield shares Dori's opinion about the most effective way of hurting her mistress, and has her own Avenger-inspired ideas about what should happen to anyone who uses that method.
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There's a slight pause before Dori answers, after an exchange of glances with Uljar and a nod from him. "We did nothing to her. I encouraged her to do things to herself - it's far more effective." She's putting slightly more emphasis on the initial pronoun of each sentence than might normally be the case, and her eyes are on Insterid, not Seledd. Insterid nods slightly: she says nothing, but her horror-struck expression says all it needs to. Clearly Kallyr's Shield shares Dori's opinion about the most effective way of hurting her mistress, and has her own Avenger-inspired ideas about what should happen to anyone who uses that method.


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Seledd nods approvingly at both their actions, then looks across at where Dori stands behind Illig. "My congratulations, Raven, she seems to be displaying a much more appropriate attitude. What did you do to her to result in this remarkable change?"
There's a slight pause before Dori answers, after an exchange of glances with Uljar and a nod from him. "We did nothing to her. I encouraged her to do things to herself - it's far more effective." She's putting slightly more emphasis on the initial pronoun of each sentence than might normally be the case, and her eyes are on Insterid, not Seledd. Insterid nods slightly: she says nothing, but her horror-struck expression says all it needs to. Clearly Kallyr's Shield shares Dori's opinion about the most effective way of hurting her mistress, and has her own Avenger-inspired ideas about what should happen to anyone who uses that method.


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As he waits Egil brings into his mind The Silence of the Grave. If he uses it most of the room will be silenced, but the woman's fear of the implied threat may be enough to cow her into quiet anyway. His thoughts wander over the strangeness of deception while still telling the truth, he may need a discussion with Yodi or Dori after this night is through.


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Egil steps towards her, his sword half drawn. His eyes are narrow, but noticeably he does not wear his visage of fear. "You will be silent in this place, if you cannot you will be silenced!" his voice is a hiss. Graylor draws one of his swords, the sound of the iron scraping in the scabbard is loud and menacing in the silence after Egil's warning.
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Egil steps towards her, his sword half drawn. His eyes are narrow, but noticably he does not wear his visage of fear. "You will be silent in this place, if you cannot you will be silenced!" his voice is a hiss.


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There's a sharp intake of breath from Insterid, but her instinctive step forward is checked. Silence, though, is too much to expect. "What the..."
Egil steps towards her, his sword half drawn. His eyes are narrow, but noticably he does not wear his visage of fear. "You will be silent in this place, if you cannot you will be silenced!" his voice is a hiss.
An impressed Abul observes the scene. "The power of words is absolute" he thinks looking at a changed Kallyr.
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There's a sharp intake of breath from Insterid, but her instinctive step forward is checked. Silence, though, is too much to expect. "What the fuck have you //done// to her?"


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Egil snatches up the rods and stows them in their pouch at his belt before he falls in to the squad of guards. He the stands in with the other witnesses.
Kallyr drops to her knees in front of Illig - and yes, "drops" is not a figure of speech. The contrast with her original entrance into the temple perhaps isn't as obvious to those who have been interrogating her, but it is to the others. The casual, confident saunter and alert interest in her surroundings are gone: she's looking at the ground ahead of her, not even at the surrounding guards. She raises her head as she comes in sight of Illig, and checks: Kristen puts out an arm to steady her if needed, and Elendala, behind, pushes her to get her moving again. Perhaps most telling, none of the guard have bothered to draw their swords, or ready other weapons. What had gone into that private room had been a deadly threat, to be kept at sword point at all times: what came out is clearly not regarded as dangerous at all, and certainly doesn't look it.
There's a sharp intake of breath from Insterid, but her instinctive step forward is checked. Silence, though, is too much to expect. "What the fuck have you //done// to her?"
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Egil snatches up the rods and stows them in their pouch at his belt before he falls in to the squad of guards. He the stands in with the other witnesses (unless ordered out).


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"Halt. Returning the prisoner for final adjudication, Sir." Graylor salutes Illig and steps out of the way, neatly ending up at Insterid's side. Once again leaving Kallyr and Illig alone in the centre of the temple.
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"Halt. Returning the prisoner for final adjudication, Sir." Graylor salutes Illig and steps back, once again leaving Kallyr and Illig alone in the centre of the temple.


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"I'll see what I can do to protect her."


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Edited on 2012-01-03 06:01:12 by JaneWilliams
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"If she remembers she's a hostage, she won't do anything to put me in danger. If she doesn't - you heard what she said on the way in about 'over my dead body', and she worships Vinga as the Avenger."
"Guard duty, smartly as you can, remember we are on show here. Egil if you please, release the silence. March."
In perfect synchrony the group march out of the chamber and smartly turn to face the entrance to the temple and continue into the temple. The guards peel to either side leaving Kallyr and Graylor to continue to Illig.
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"Guard duty, smartly as you can remember we are on show here. Egil if you please, release the silence. March"
In perfect synchrony the group march out of the chamber and smartly turn to face the entrance to the temple and continue into the temple. The guards peel to eather side leaving Kallyr and Graylor to continue to Illig.


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Graylor looks at Kallyr sharply. "Is that likely to be a problem? Do you think she might overstep the bounds of being a hostage?"


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"And with the hostages right there ready to be used. Yes, I know. Let's hope Insterid thinks this is just acting."


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Edited on 2012-01-02 09:06:32 by JaneWilliams
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In perfect synchrony the group march out of the chamber and smartly turn to face the entrance to the temple and continue into the temple. The guards peel to eather side leaving Kallyr and Graylor to continue to Illig.
"Halt. Returning the prisoner for final adjudication, Sir." Graylor salutes Illig and steps back, once again leaving Kallyr and Illig alone in the centre of the temple.
Egil snatches up the rods and stows them in their pouch at his belt before he falls in to the squad of guards. He the stands in with the other witnesses (unless ordered out).
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In perfect synchrony the group march out of the chamber and smartly turn to face the entrance to the temple and continue into the temple. The guards peal to eather side leaving Kallyr and Graylor to continue to Illig.
"Halt. Returning the prisoner for final adjudication, Sir." Graylor salutes Illig and steps back, once again leaving Kallyr and Illig alone in the center of the temple.


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Edited on 2012-01-02 06:58:13 by GavSwe
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"That sounds like something to look forward to!" Graylor comments dryly to his companions. "Days on end separating each others emotions. What joy, only we wont be able to feel it!"
<Other responses?>
Hearing the footsteps of the gathering witnesses Graylor ensures the door of Dori's office hides their presence but isn't closed so that the occupants can still hear anything said outside. Seeing that he is the ranking legionary in the room he calls the guard detail to form up around the prisoner. Graylor stands beside Kallyr and takes the opportunity to mutter a few quiet words to her.

"Remember, remorseful and apologetic, not confrontational. I am sure that some in the room will want to bait you for their own sadistic pleasure."
"Guard duty, smartly as you can remember we are on show here. Egil if you please, release the silence. March"
In perfect synchrony the group march out of the chamber and smartly turn to face the entrance to the temple and continue into the temple. The guards peal to eather side leaving Kallyr and Graylor to continue to Illig.
"Halt. Returning the prisoner for final adjudication, Sir." Graylor salutes Illig and steps back, once again leaving Kallyr and Illig alone in the center of the temple.


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