malduoni learns about some suspicious otherworldly visitors
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She hugs him and reads his mind.

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He tries to think about it in some semblance of order: the recruiting, his wizard agent going in and calling the alarm that he was right, kidnapping the Chelish wizard to his demiplane. The interrogation, this time strongly coloured by all the emotions he didn't give himself space to feel, fully, at the time. The pointless awful wasteful tragedy of someone like her growing up an Asmodean. The confusion, both greater and lesser than before after her explanation of Mhalir's response to the cleric of Sarenrae.

Carissa believing that only two percent of people everywhere weren't Evil when they died.

Carissa's valiant, impressive attempts to delay and be difficult, even when fully expecting she would be tortured for it eventually once he lost his patience. 

He feels exhausted. And scared. Fear isn't an emotion he feels often, anymore, but - this isn't something he can handle alone. Not even just a tradeoff between this or Cheliax. He just doesn't have the resources, period. And it's too important to ignore. 

Mhalir, who apparently believes he's in the right. Enough to leave Alloran in Nirvana with the hopes that his enemy and slave would eventually conclude the same. Enough to prefer asking the Good gods for help over Asmodeus. 

Five billion people's freedom at stake. 

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"Is it a good idea to contact this Mhalir and ask him not to do anything rash and say that you aren't either?"

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"Possibly. There - is not much I can say that he would actually find reassuring, I think. He is not a trusting person. I cannot reveal who I am, and honestly, even if I did I doubt it would mean much to him, given that he is an outsider. But I can at least say that, for all the good it will do." Shrug. "I think I can prepare a Sending to one of his wizards, I have not met them but the Chelish young woman had detailed memories of them." He shakes his head. "Poor child." 

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"Was she working for them willingly?"

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"By some definition, I suppose so? It seems this Mhalir kidnapped her and gave her a choice between being an unwilling slave or choosing to work for them willingly. They negotiated for her not to have a Yeerk in her head at all, at first, in exchange for her cooperation. And bribing her copiously with spellsilver and gold. Eventually she did have Mhalir in her head. He asked her permission but I do not imagine she felt she had much choice. Certainly she believed she was - choosing to help monstrous people in order to be treated nicely. Though her conception of Evil is very confused, given - Cheliax." 

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Patpatpat. She knows how he feels about the way Cheliax is. 

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He rests his head on her shoulder. Gives himself exactly two minutes to just be with his wife, who loves him, who understands what he's feeling right now. 

Then he pulls away. "I need to prepare a Sending and then - ask someone for help." Sigh. "Praying to Iomedae is - probably my best first option. My other idea would be going to Nefreti." His feelings are scaredscaredscared but also determination. 

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"Both of those seem reasonable." She has been in favor of going to Iomedae for years.

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"...Would you be willing to sit with the Chelish girl in my demiplane, in the meantime? I do not want to bring her anywhere she has magic, but I am also uneasy about leaving her there alone and unsupervised. She might figure out a way to kill herself with my books or something." 

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" - yes, but also she might figure out a way to kill me with your books or something."

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"Bring those bracers of Mage Armour that I made, they will work in the demiplane. And I have her geased, I can drop you off there and order her not to harm you and to obey you too."

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"All right." Squeeze. "Try not to run into too many more worlds that need saving while you're out there."

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"I do not think it is under my control whether I do, they just show up!" 

He finds the bracers for her and tenderly puts them onto her wrists. In the process he looks down at his hand and notices the wig he's been absently holding onto. "Oh, this is hers, I think it is a technological way to block Detect Thoughts, but you cannot read her there anyway."

He hands it to Parmida and then Plane Shifts both of them back. He's burning so many Plane Shift slots today but he has an absurd number of Pearls of Power in his Bag of Holding, his day will have to get significantly more absurd than this before it's a problem.

"This is my wife Parmida," he says to Carissa. "I order you not to harm her, and to obey her as you would me."

He unlocks the tea cabinet so Parmida can make tea, and kisses her forehead, and then Plane Shifts out again. 

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What? Is he - evaluating her for something - 

- probably she should lean into it and figure out what these people want from their slaves but she's very very tired. 

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"Nice to meet you," she says, and dips her head slightly because she doesn't know what the combination of 'introduced with a first name' and 'magically compelled obedience' is supposed to point at, in terms of how much latitude she has here.

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She offers the wig. "Would you like this back?"

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Yes she would but also she would like to know what to read into that. 

She takes it back and puts it on. "Your husband - he didn't introduce himself -"

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"I don't know what he would have introduced himself as. When I met him he was going by Alexeis." The most common Chelish name and totally uninformative.

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It is informative in that he's Chelish. She tries to reevaluate everything in light of that and ends up more confused. And the woman isn't Chelish.

Her general impression of Chelish men who take Qadiran wives is not high. But maybe he was exiled. He's very old.

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- it's not as if it'd be otherwise hard to poison her if they wanted to. "Sure." 

 


And after a couple of minutes, "Is there something I should be - doing? I don't know what you're assessing me for -"

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"I think my husband just did not want to leave you alone in case you decided to kill yourself so your Yeerk could rescue you, or something."

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She'd thought about it but what if Mhalir doesn't raise her. Or is captured by the mysterious wizard. 

 

Who takes prisoners and when done with them hands them over to his elderly wife instead of his guards. Or instead of just ordering her to kneel on the floor until she dies of dehydration. Well, he did sort of imply he was going for Good. - maybe that's the thing they want, here, to redeem her for some Good points. "I thought about it but he mentioned maybe I could get an Atonement," she says, looking down and looking very innocent and confused. "I was very argumentative about it at the time but I've thought about it more and maybe he's right."

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"He usually is," says Parmida dryly.

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