09-18-2015, 07:03 AM
Raal's glare sharpened slightly, but his voice did not change. "Even with your words, you seem to gamble with danger. It's been a long time since I've seen such naked pride... Yet yours has some basis, doesn't it?" Raal stated bluntly, before giving a slight signal to his undead. they moved close to different areas of the library, not attacking or striking, but seeming to keep people away from the small section of the library Raal and Jaixe found themselves in by mere proximity. "You'd be nearly impossible to use as a pawn, and this place by it's very nature discourages the idea of unwilling subordinates...
Therefore, I suppose I have no choice but to create a reasonably fair proposal. I'll make this brief... this place is but one of many others, though it is perhaps the most developed. The inhabitants are vast... yet, and I offer this much freely... Most areas stand in a state of constant chaos and conflict. Outside of this place, there are few areas not immersed in conflict.
And as always, there can be profit and power gained from such a constant state. Power, both direct and indirect, to shape the realms as one wishes. Most primes... seem not to use this fact. instead, they devote themselves to saving the simpler beings of the realms from what they consider the terrors of the world. Working as guards, heroes... well, to put it bluntly, as lackeys." Raal paused for just a second before continuing, allowing what he'd said to sink in - and realizing that despite his earlier words he was being far less than brief with some self-focused mirth.
"I'm looking for individuals willing, and wishing, to make more of themselves than that. The Omniverse is too... Wild to be controlled by any one being, as I've seen, and filled with too many individuals willing to die or become banished in exchange for stopping any so-called villain... but a few beings of vision and power, that could accomplish far more. To that end... I seek colleagues, willing to work for the mutual acquisition of power, the increase of influence, and a heightened chance of survival... or at least survival outside the bowels of hell themselves. And I offer the chance to join this mutual collaboration to you." Raal finished, noticing a pair of pale blue ears accompanying the tip of a green mohawk around the corner of one of the bookshelves. The young troll had more sense than Raal had given him credit for. Or less, given that terrible attempt at subterfuge. Raal wasn't quite sure.
Therefore, I suppose I have no choice but to create a reasonably fair proposal. I'll make this brief... this place is but one of many others, though it is perhaps the most developed. The inhabitants are vast... yet, and I offer this much freely... Most areas stand in a state of constant chaos and conflict. Outside of this place, there are few areas not immersed in conflict.
And as always, there can be profit and power gained from such a constant state. Power, both direct and indirect, to shape the realms as one wishes. Most primes... seem not to use this fact. instead, they devote themselves to saving the simpler beings of the realms from what they consider the terrors of the world. Working as guards, heroes... well, to put it bluntly, as lackeys." Raal paused for just a second before continuing, allowing what he'd said to sink in - and realizing that despite his earlier words he was being far less than brief with some self-focused mirth.
"I'm looking for individuals willing, and wishing, to make more of themselves than that. The Omniverse is too... Wild to be controlled by any one being, as I've seen, and filled with too many individuals willing to die or become banished in exchange for stopping any so-called villain... but a few beings of vision and power, that could accomplish far more. To that end... I seek colleagues, willing to work for the mutual acquisition of power, the increase of influence, and a heightened chance of survival... or at least survival outside the bowels of hell themselves. And I offer the chance to join this mutual collaboration to you." Raal finished, noticing a pair of pale blue ears accompanying the tip of a green mohawk around the corner of one of the bookshelves. The young troll had more sense than Raal had given him credit for. Or less, given that terrible attempt at subterfuge. Raal wasn't quite sure.