Orb ; rebirth decline 8

[sorcerous]

Heroes; to me.

[ His skin is blue and his eyes aglow with red; he has disregarded his glamour entirely. He has learned, now, that his Role has changed overnight, and that he will have to relearn all he once knew, as far as his sorcery mixes with this place.

There is a tightness to his tone, a firmness, a dignity and an urgency. Not the sharp-tongued princeling, at the moment. ]

We face destruction, lest we act. To me. I am [ address of an apartment, rooms that he has rented from a recalcitrant landlord for a week or so ]; respond, or come to me if you are willing.

[ His urgency is a bit hypocritical; after all, he delayed because of his own problems. Nonetheless: he can delay no longer. The Hero of the Mountains is here, and she must be killed. ]

Comments

[sorcerous]

Not completely...

The power of ice remains.

[matrimony]

I pray it will be enough for this venture.

[sorcerous]

And my strength has returned. I was feeble as a mortal when I arrived.

[matrimony]

This place has been most cruel to you, has it not?

[sorcerous]

[ He swallows. ]

Mother...

[ His eyes glint; there are tears that he refuses to shed. He fell here, alone, just a month ago -- and it had worn terribly on him since.

He looks away. ]

[matrimony]

[Gently] Go and do what you must. Be safe. And when you return, come to me. We will talk.

[sorcerous]

We will.

[ It is a promise. ]

[matrimony]

Until then, my son.