01-19-2014

The Two-Souled and the Weaver

(Log by Venom)

Cordir glances at you, her gaze seeming to look through your shell to the spirit within.
Cordir says, '.. You have not consumed the blood, yet, have you?'.

You say (in common), 'I have not'.

Cordir says, '.. interesting. I wonder why the Eldest has chosen to withhold it.'.

You say (in common), 'If a thing is worth doing, it's worth doing right. But I believe I've mentioned this to you before, Ice Queen.'.

Cordir's lips twitch in what is almost an amused smile.

You say (in common), 'Excuse me for one moment, Madam. I shall return shortly.'.
You bow before her.

Cordir nods.

(he goes to the guild to attend some brief business)


The Riverhold Town Hall and School
[Exits: north south]
(Token magic) A magical spring flows from the ground here.
(Invis 73) (Intense Light Cyan Aura) [GS] Cordir is here.
Singing under her breath, Elvalee prepares the next lesson.

You rest.
You bow deeply.
You say (in common), 'Many apologies.'.

Cordir nods.

You say (in common), 'I believe Nicholai is waiting because he possesses the patience of ten old men.'.

Cordir says, 'Indeed he does.'.

You say (in common), 'I am certain he will be grateful of this gift.'.

Cordir says, 'He is one of the great worthies of this Realm.'.
Cordir says, 'One of the few mortals that commands my complete respect.'.

You say (in common), 'Apparently I am not, I already sense another extermination forthcoming.'.

You grumble.

A ghost of a smile dances upon the Weaver's narrow lips.

You say (in common), 'I suppose YOU have nothing to do with that...'.

The smile lingers.

You say (in common), 'When will you tire of this game... You kill me, I come back... eventually I will acheive my goal'.

Cordir clasps her hands and regards you. 'What makes you think that your destruction is my personal goal, Venom?'

You say (in common), 'Is it not clear! You were my guardian in the ice chamber. I know you are in collusion with those who seek to destroy me'.

Cordir says, 'I was your inquisitor and your jailor. I was not your Judge or your Executioner.'.

You say (in common), 'You are the hired hand of the god of gods, a foul dictator.'.

Cordir's brow rises in an expression of suggested caution.

You say (in common), 'No worries... I will have my goal. And then you will serve me.... When I am the god of gods.'.

Amusement is clearly written upon her face.

Cordir says, 'Will I, indeed?'.

You say (in common), 'We will see...'.

Cordir draws the glittering bloodstone Thread from the Pattern, perusing its length.

You raise your eyebrow.

Venom carefully, with some hesitation says, 'Wh.. Who is that?'

Cordir glances at you. 'I think it admirable that you have goals, Venom. Much as the mouse in the wheel strives to reach its end.'

You say (in common), 'What are you going to do with that thread.'.

Cordir runs a pale fingertip along the Thread, allowing three others, intersecting and entwining it, to appear.
Cordir gets a bloodstained pair of embroidery scissors from a large wooden closet.

Venom's pale complection loses yet more colour.

Cordir indicates one of the secondary Threads: a clouded-ruby Thread.
Cordir taps it with Her scissors. 

Cordir says, 'Now... would that we could address THIS problem... All the others would simply fade into nothingness.'.

You say (in common), 'I hear two threads can be woven into one, and they become much stronger.'.

Cordir says, '...or, like a tangle of ivy upon a tree, one can strangle the life from the other. That is what I See upon the Thread. Bloodstone fading away to nothingness, subsumed by Ruby.'.

You say (in common), 'What a poor weave it would be to create such a tie. Only a fool would folly that far into err.'.

Cordir says, 'Yes. It was quite a bad choice, to bind oneself in such a fashion.'.

You say (in common), 'Was?'.
You shake your head.

You say (in common), 'There has nor will there be any strangulations'.

Cordir glances at you, almost sadly.

You say (in common), 'Soon I will have mastered the realm and it's artifacts again. Then I will be ready for my spell.'.

Cordir takes the scissors and traces a bloody line along one bare forearm, blood springing up in a willing flow.

You gasp in astonishment.
Venom staggers backward, horrible flashes haunting his vision.

Cordir turns her arm, to allow the blood to collect in her palm.

You say (in common), 'Get back'.
You say (in common), 'I won't have any more of your tortures!'.

Cordir lifts her cupped hand to her lips, and blows a breath, carrying its scent to you.

You are hungry.

You growl. Grrrrrrrrrr...

Cordir closes her hand, and the blood and the wound vanish.

Venom bares his fangs.

Cordir laughs softly.

You say (in common), 'Begone, I am in no mood for female games.'.

Cordir says, 'It was a lesson in power, Venom.'.
Cordir says, 'Who has it, and who does not.'.

Cordir has removed your ability to see her when she is invis.

You say (in common), 'I need no lessons from you, Ice Queen. It was yet another torment and nothing more.'.