malduoni learns about some suspicious otherworldly visitors
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"Thank you. And the others?"

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"My impression is that they are loyal to Mhalir and obey his orders, and I am willing to send them along with him. The Yeerks, that is, I am not sure what the wizard prefers to do, he is pretty unimpressed with their operation after Mhalir got himself captured by me." 

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"The other Yeerks can probably come with us too. Did their existing hosts prefer not to have Yeerks?"

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"It was very unclear to me, it did not seem like ideal circumstances for un-pressured consent. They are humans from Earth, another planet, not Golarion. I can have my wife ask them, she was going to take care of them for me." 

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"All right. I can wait here."

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"Thank you."

And he slips out again, and goes to Mhalir. Something is indefinably different about his body language; he's still scary, but less. "The cleric tells me you wish to return to your people and propose an alliance with Golarion, so that we can aid you in ending the war. Do you mean to keep to this agreement?" 

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Mhalir thoughts are still constricted by the underlying barely-suppressed panic; he hates feeling trapped and helpless. He's thinking that he doesn't know whether to trust or believe the cleric, truth magic would help but her magic doesn't work here and he doesn't know enough anyway to be certain it can't be faked, and there are so many terrifying unknowns, and probably even more unknown unknowns, he feels like a sailor whose ship has fallen to pieces and left him floundering in an infinite bottomless sea, trying to piece some new support together out of flotsam but it keeps shifting and tossing under him and he's so tired. 

He's very distrustful of, well, all of it, but he intends to take the option open to him, and if he makes a formal agreement he's going to keep it, because - that's the world where he still has a path to victory, right, the world where a power exists that he can communicate with and make trades with. If the cleric is misleading him then almost certainly everything is lost. 

He misses Carissa. Being in a human body but with no one else in his head is weird and lonely and he feels incomplete. 

Behind the fear is a desperate longing. He wants to live in a world where there's a Lawful Good goddess called Iomedae who implacably intends to fight Hell and win, and hasn't succeeded yet only because she's new and young and still coming into Her power, in a world already fixed into a certain power balance. That - would be a better world than the one he thought he lived in for so many years. 

(He wants Seerow back and nothing is ever going to give him that, because there were no gods waiting to catch his first teacher and mentor, and so when the atoms making him up ceased to hold together, so did he.) 

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Malduoni looks into Mhalir's eyes for a long moment. 

"I am satisfied," he says finally, turning back to the cleric. "Mhalir, I wish you godspeed. Do you want a Plane Shift back to my office?" 

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"Yes, please. I can take three with Word of Recall but not four, is the fourth coming with us?)

 

(The wizard is going to sign on with Malduoni, he thinks. He will follow the Yeerk activities from a distance and see if there's anything he wants to get involved in.)

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The wizard’s Yeerk is thinking that he LIKES his wizard and magic is COOL but it’d probably be treason or something to switch sides and join the scary ninth-level wizard who kidnapped them, even if he is being very nice to them and offering to pay very well. Also he needs kandrona and it sounds like the ship is leaving. He’ll go with Mhalir. If the woman can’t take all of them then he can wait? 

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“Will he count against the limit if he goes into one of the others’ heads for it?” 

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"I wouldn't expect so."

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“I suppose he can go in the pilot’s head, they have the same security clearance.”

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Sure, he can do that.

<I liked working with you> he tells the wizard before making his exit. <Good luck with things, I guess.>

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Yeah, you too, the wizard thinks back at him.

 

The cleric takes Malduoni's hand for the Plane Shift.

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He makes sure all the passengers have their hands linked, and then returns them to the hallway and shortly later the office.

Parmida, love, where are you?

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We got lunch brought to one of the offices. You haven't signed up for any more wars, have you?

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I think not! I am handing Mhalir over to Iomedae, apparently, so they can send him back to his people to negotiate an alliance, help with their war in exchange for, one assumes, help fighting Hell.

He sounds quite pleased with himself.

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- huh. All right. I guess that worked out reasonably well! 

 

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How are the humans with you doing? I was not sure if they would want to accompany their Yeerks to Vigil or if they are delighted to be freed and wish to remain that way, or some third thing.

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I think they're feeling pretty nervous? I bet they'll want to go back eventually but if it's now or never that's pretty unfortunate.

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I suspect there will be other opportunities? And even if all of this manages to go terribly wrong somehow and the Yeerk ship does not return, I can invent a spell to return them to Earth. 

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All right. I'll ask them, given that, if they want to go back now.

 

 

 

They'd like a bit more time if their Yeerks and everything will be okay.

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I think so.

In a short back-and-forth with Mhalir he confirms that this is fine as long as the Yeerks can get hosts somewhere, the ship won’t have enough to go around. He conveys this to Lucia.

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"I think it was our intent to send some of our priests with Mhalir, so that his people can come to understand Iomedae and what is being offered."

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