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In Which Korvosans Rally & The Dead Envy The Living
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Someone with less valuable uses for their Arcane Bond can get it.
 
I need someone to heal me.
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Get in line, bub.

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Hold on one hell-damned minute! That devilfucking Ornelos dipshit tried to drown me!

I want to know that the moment he's healed he won't be back to his old tricks! 

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It's true, my friends.

That's what kicked off this wizard's duel. I had to save your Lord Arkona's life, at the tragic cost of so many others. 

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Glorio struck first!

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OH NO MOMMY MOMMY THAT BIG MEAN GLORIO ARKONA KICKED ME WITH HIS FOOT THAT TOTALLY JUSTIFIES TRYING TO DROWN HIM AND GETTING DOZENS OF PEOPLE KILLED.

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That is so disingenuous.

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So, Lyvina, what would you make of a woman - and I'm not naming any names - cough cough Melly Arkona cough cough - who put her hands on the wrong way this morning and trades her head out for a fox's when antimagic'd?

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Sounds like a rakshasa. 

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Toff started it, I was in the room.
 
He provoked Glorio with vile taunts, to draw from him an unarmed rage that he could answer with murderous sorcery! 
 
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That makes no sense? He was the one who brought Glorio here in the first place, why would he even?

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With nary a word of explanation, all overt voodoo and veiled threats, Toff drug me back to Korvosa - a city I had to flee when the mad wizard merrily set it alight - out of nought but ill-will towards dead King Eodred's own widow!
 
My own kin and kindred sail ignorant through the wake of an esurient nightmare as precedes them to no safe port. 
 
He didn't care to warn them. He had weightier matters pressing on his mind.
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Heed what Lord Ornelos does count an emergency! He flouts law and sacred tradition - would murder the Head of a Great House, would incite civil war - and for what?!

He thinks that you only deserve a tenant's life! He does this all just to spite you!

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Demagogue! Cretin! Every soul alive within the Vaults of Korvosa owes their life to me!

Was it not my timely warning that drove you to ground? Was it not my burning fire that guarded your flanks as you helpless fled?

Heed indeed what Lord Ornelos does consider critical! Heed indeed his urgent remedy!

Untarnished love for Korvosa compels me deliver you succor, deliver you salvation! 

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Are you saving us from Melyia Arkona, who is apparently a demon?

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(...?)

Indeed I am!

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She's not a demon. She's a rakshasa. 

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What's a rakshasa?

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Fuck if I know!

Lyvina?

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'Rakshasas are born on Golarion, but they are not of it.' Or, uh, that's the first sentence in their writeup in Escape From Old Korvosa, which I was given to read from, but having read all the way through the entry, actually I don't think that's accurate? Rakshasa are definitely of Golarion, or at least, they aren't of anywhere else, so, like.

Process of elimination. 

Um, I guess I should clarify that I'm not positive that Melyia is a rakshasa, she just matches the physical description. 

'Rakshasa are the reincarnations of manipulators, traitors, and tyrants obsessed with early pleasures, they are the embodiment of the very nature of materialistic evil.' That one's true as far as I know. Maybe that's why I know about them, since I reincarnate too. Or, uh, maybe it's that they're mostly from Vudra, and I think samsaran are too, I think reincarnating is mostly popular in Vudra and hasn't caught on anywhere else, really. But, like, most people who reincarnate are trying to get better with each lifetime, and rakshasa are kind of the opposite? And if they're bad enough they turn into gods, I think. 

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She doesn't sound very certain about any of this.

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Surely it would pale in comparison to your own certainty.

But I have never set foot in Vudra, and would hear the samsaran speak.

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To be clear, I'm not Vudra...nese? Vudrani? Not in this life, anyway, and I lose most of my memories when I die. This is probably from a book I read or something. 'History of the Rakshasa: Rakshasas are not natural creatures, born of neither the gods nor the whims of nature. Rakshasa legend traces the fiends' - ' okay, I guess they are fiends, um, actually no one said they were or weren't, just - someone said she was a demon, um, anyway, 'traces the fiends' existence back to a single progenitor, an incredibly powerful and greedy Vudrani sorcerer-king who sought to enjoy an eternal existence of hedonistic comfort and control. Although the exact names, times, and details of this legendary figure's actions vary among the epic poems rakshasas tell of his exploits, the broad strokes are similar enough to outline a history. The most common name for the arcanist who became the first rakshasa is Mahka Abich - Abihc - Abihcara.'

...These are a lot of words, give me a second to breathe.

Or, maybe I should read ahead a little bit, so I trip over them less often?

...Anyway,

'At some point in his life, the sorcerer became obsessed with his own mortality. Because of his great love of food, sleep, and other physical entertainments, Mahka was unwilling to become an undead creature or transform himself into some spell-crafted abomination. He also rejected any idea of paradise in an afterlife, for any such existence required subservience to a god or similar entities...'

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Stop! Stop, just stop. You're butchering the story, and it's distracting

When I'm done helping save the injured and done counting the dead, then I'll tell the tale of Mahka Abihcara and the dhruva jivita.

It'll expand Toff Ornelos's repertoire of evil fiends to consort with, but that's his own folly and I will not save him from it.

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There are any people in the Vault who work faster and get their hands dirtier when there's Vudrani lore on how to escape the lower planes to look forward to at the end of it.
 
Plus it's good for her reputation to to be working with her back and casting cure light wounds on people. 
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