Hey, now...Because the big thing we've learned in this story so far is that you can't get away from your roots, for good or for ill. And there is serious social engineering involved in the Vendetta, that begins pretty much from birth (Which is why it was an open question whether Maia would actually slaughter her closest friends and confidants if it was demanded by her House, because it's so good that it can compete with a bond of that strength)
Article: A legendary physician and a grandmaster of Citrine Poxes of Contagion style, Iselsi Dogara is sought out by gods and Exalted suffering from maladies beyond mortal ken. When a Sidereal returns from a mission infested with parasitic demons or with a sapling growing from the stump of a severed limb, Dogara is the man to turn to. He enjoys the challenge, to be sure, but enjoys the favors he extracts from his patients all the more.
Dogara was born into House Iselsi in its halcyon days, and his Dynastic upbringing still shows in his haughty manner and decadent tastes. A Bronze Faction devotee in his early days, he was a natural choice for assignments involving the Immaculate Order or the All-Seeing Eye, providing opportunities to stay in touch with his Dragon-Blooded kin that few other Sidereals could enjoy.
The fall of House Iselsi dealt Dogara a shattering blow, breaking his faith in the Bronze Faction. They didn't give the order, but neither did they try to intercede with the Scarlet Empress or stop the other Great Houses from picking Iselsi's bones clean. He supports his family from Heaven's shadows, spending the bulk of his amassed favors to supply them with information, resources, and materiel. He relies greatly on his fellow Sidereals for this but brings few into his confidences. Secrecy is as crucial to him as to his kin — were the Bronze Faction to learn of the Vendetta's full extent and the part that Dogara's played in it, his life may well come crashing down.
The Realm's impending collapse has become an obsession for Dogara. There's never been a greater opportunity for the Vendetta, but that's cold comfort if it leaves him as the last Iselsi. He's surprised even himself by returning to the Bronze fold, hoping against hope the faction actually can avert civil war, or at least delay it. Few among the faction's elders remember him fondly, but he's gone to great lengths to curry favor among its younger members.
Hey, now...
Article: A legendary physician and a grandmaster of Citrine Poxes of Contagion style, Iselsi Dogara is sought out by gods and Exalted suffering from maladies beyond mortal ken. When a Sidereal returns from a mission infested with parasitic demons or with a sapling growing from the stump of a severed limb, Dogara is the man to turn to. He enjoys the challenge, to be sure, but enjoys the favors he extracts from his patients all the more.
Dogara was born into House Iselsi in its halcyon days, and his Dynastic upbringing still shows in his haughty manner and decadent tastes. A Bronze Faction devotee in his early days, he was a natural choice for assignments involving the Immaculate Order or the All-Seeing Eye, providing opportunities to stay in touch with his Dragon-Blooded kin that few other Sidereals could enjoy.
The fall of House Iselsi dealt Dogara a shattering blow, breaking his faith in the Bronze Faction. They didn't give the order, but neither did they try to intercede with the Scarlet Empress or stop the other Great Houses from picking Iselsi's bones clean. He supports his family from Heaven's shadows, spending the bulk of his amassed favors to supply them with information, resources, and materiel. He relies greatly on his fellow Sidereals for this but brings few into his confidences. Secrecy is as crucial to him as to his kin — were the Bronze Faction to learn of the Vendetta's full extent and the part that Dogara's played in it, his life may well come crashing down.
The Realm's impending collapse has become an obsession for Dogara. There's never been a greater opportunity for the Vendetta, but that's cold comfort if it leaves him as the last Iselsi. He's surprised even himself by returning to the Bronze fold, hoping against hope the faction actually can avert civil war, or at least delay it. Few among the faction's elders remember him fondly, but he's gone to great lengths to curry favor among its younger members.
... Dogara is way older than the fall of Iselsi and was raised in a normal Great House. His involvement with the Vendetta comes from having witnessed the destruction of his house and been unable to do much of anything to stop it, and is something he's entered into as a rational actor with information and resources at his disposal that basically no one else in his house could hope to match.
I hope that helps and makes you feel better about Grace being beholden to him through an open ended favour!
He does predate the vendetta, which means he's both less consigned purely to it and more emotionally invested. Ultimately, I imagine he wants more for his house than squalor and an inevitable second purge via being too much of a nuisance to the dynasty. Odds are he'd rather the Iselsi restored than the realm torn down.Well shit, the guy who caught it is an Iselsi, which probably means he's going to force Grace to do something to further the Vendetta, especially since Maia backed down.
Because the big thing we've learned in this story so far is that you can't get away from your roots, for good or for ill. And there is serious social engineering involved in the Vendetta, that begins pretty much from birth (Which is why it was an open question whether Maia would actually slaughter her closest friends and confidants if it was demanded by her House, because it's so good that it can compete with a bond of that strength)
I'd hope not, because that would make it seem like you hadn't quite gotten the joke of me laying out worrisome information and then going "I hope that helps" immediately afterward in a tongue in cheek manner.
I'd hope not, because that would make it seem like you hadn't quite gotten the joke of me laying out worrisome information and then going "I hope that helps" immediately afterward in a tongue in cheek manner.
To both your surprise, Amiti interjects. You'd almost forgotten she was there at all, after she'd slipped down off the hound behind L'nessa. "Dragons, L'nessa! She's a Sidereal, they work for Heaven, she was probably just here for the Anathema!" She reveals one of the great secrets of the Second Age with truly remarkable disinterest, utterly flummoxing you. Before you can properly react, Amiti casts a hot, tearful look between you and L'nessa that stops you short, the closest to anger you've ever seen from her. There's a tremulous, fragile note in her voice that makes her real feelings clear: "Please stop arguing and help Ambraea!"
So much much happening there with Maia at the same time and we are limited to Grace's perspective. I am really curious!"Why would Peleps Sava—" L'nessa lets it go with effort, frowning deeply. "One of these days, Maia, we are going to have an uncomfortable conversation.