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“I had…a vision? Sort of like when I found Lariel’s sword, except, it wasn’t an angel. An Aeon died here.”

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"What's an Aeon? I don't think I've ever even heard of one of those."

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“It’s a sort of…neutral guardian of cosmic order. It really hates the Worldwound but I got the impression it wouldn’t have been a lot happier about Lariel having been on this plane than about some equivalently powerful demon.”

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"Huh. Well, I guess it was a good thing it came here then? There are a lot more demons than angels around."

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"You should tell me all about your vision. Aside from the occasional Paracletus, Aeons are incredibly reticent about answering questions."

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"The vision wasn't very complicated...there wasn't much of the Aeon left. It really really didn't like the demons." She's just not going to mention its opinion of the purple dagger. "You might need to ask more specific questions." Setting Nenio off is probably a good way to distract from non-Nenio questions. 

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"What did it dislike about demons? Was there anything other than them that got its attention? Did you learn anything about the monad? Do Aeons have names for themself? Why was it there in specific?"

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"The thing it disliked about demons was that they come from another plane and don't 'belong' on this one; it also disliked relevantly planar-attuned demon by-products. I suspect it would have disliked Lariel's sword but I didn't look at it in the Aeon vision. I didn't learn anything about the Monad. If it had a name for itself that wasn't preserved in the fragment I encountered, but it was a much-reduced fragment; I don't consider that to be strong evidence. It was there because Deskari showing up was a stronger than usual planar disturbance, and also, uh, hazardous to anything that objected to Deskari showing up, so that's where it died. --Can I have one of your sample vials, there's a whole bunch of Terendelev's blood over there and if the opportunity to get a Resurrection comes up, blood would be useful." 

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Nenio can fetch one in between jotting notes.

"Did it seem to remember anything prior to showing up here? Do you know what kind of Aeon it was? How did Deskari end up killing it?"

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Luzai can continue to answer questions while also scraping chunks of dried blood from the paving stones into the sample vial. 

"I didn't get anything episodic from it prior to showing up here, but that might be a limitation of the connection rather than the fragment. I might be able to tell what kind of Aeon it was if I knew more about different kinds of Aeons, but I didn't get, like, a varietal name. Deskari hit it with his scythe." 

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Nenio will keep up a steady chatter of questions for several minutes or until distracted, but doesn't seem to mind that Luzai doesn't know the answer to most of them.

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Unfortunately for Luzai's hopes, the Prelate doesn't seem to have moved far from his spot. As they approach, it's to the scene of him carving his way through a handful of ghouls only about a hundred feet from where they last encountered him.

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Okay. 

Well. 

Uuuuuuuuugh, but also you have to deal with reality. 

Luzai decides, glumly, that it's not safe to assume he hasn't spotted them yet, and leaving so they don't have to interact with him and he has to deal with all the ghouls by himself is, uh, legitimately suspicious. 

Having to deal with Hulrun is terrible but at least ghouls aren't resistant to acid. 

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The ghouls are not exactly fit to stand up to Hulrun and his subordinates, much less the addition of nine extra combatants; the last one perishes only a few moments after they join to fight. 

"So you're still alive. And the count has joined you - I suppose it's past time he made himself useful for something."

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"What can I say? The weather this time of year is just delightful for going on walks."

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Oh no. 

"Yes, we're still alive. --Also, my brother and I are from Geb. Last time we met you commented on his being a necromancer, and that's true, but it's not his fault and wasn't his choice." 

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"I see."

There's obviously still judgment in his remark, but it at least doesn't seem to be more than he passively exudes about everything around him.

"Now that you've scouted the tower of Estrod, what do you have to report?"

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"The demons are planning to attack the Defender's Heart tomorrow evening." It's unlikely to hurt anything for Hulrun to have that information. "Also the Baphomet cultists and Deskari cultists don't like each other, but that one wasn't exactly new information." 

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"Very well. Be on your way, then."

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Cool great awesome they'll do that then. 

"You know, from anyone else, I'd find the suspicion about necromancy reasonable," she grumbles when they're out of earshot. 

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"Why Luzai!"

His voice is breathless, as though taken aback by her words.

"Talk like that in Kenabres is treasonous. After all, our good prelate here reigns by the edict of the queen and the grace of Iomedae herself. There's no need to bother him with justifying himself, since whatever he does is justified by definition, just like an edict from the goddess herself."

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Seelah's fist tightens.

"That's blasphemy."

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"I, a blasphemer? I would never. The prelate's actions are nothing new, and despite all the years he has served, has the goddess ever seen fit to strip him of his abilities? From where I'm standing, her approval is obvious."

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Hooooo boy.

On the one hand, she would prefer Daeran not prod Seelah specifically. On the other hand, he sort of wasn’t, he was just being bitter about Hulrun, and while Luzai, herself, is willing to add a layer of circumspection to doing that for Seelah’s benefit, she really can’t blame Daeran for not doing that, not when he’s had to live with the Prelate for years and Luzai and Seelah have not.

”What defines blasphemy?” she wonders aloud, hoping to steer the conversation down slightly less dangerous waters. “Is it disrespect towards just Iomedae? Any Good god? I assume it’s not any god at all, I can’t imagine anyone here would object if I called Urgathoa a horrible rancid bitch. Which she is.”

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"No of course not, nobody's going to say you have to be polite about Asmodeus or Urgathoa or whoever. That's not the same thing at all."

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