Legacy of Sorrows
Second Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC
By wishcraft a
ward of utter silence springs from your thoughts, its price barely felt as you bid Varys to tell the Herald that you intend to gain its summoner's trust. It is not even untrue, after all. Only the means by which that trust is to be earned need to be kept a secret. "You claimed to regret your final deed in life. So prove it, then," you proclaim bluntly, the better to cut through the shade's dark reverie. "Help us do more than lock this peril in the heart of Volantis like an ember forever threatening to burst into flame."
You do not flinch when the wraith's form envelops you in unnatural darkness, nor do you lower your gaze as the crimson sparks of its eyes flare impossibility bright. You had expected anger, even welcomed it, for where anger dwells shame cannot be too far. "You seek to treat with him, to succeed where I have failed? I know that pride....I once shared it. What a fool I was, better to loose than to bind. Leave!"
"What aught I leave? This ruined manse, whose threshold even the most desperate beggar will think twice of crossing?" you pause, looking back at Zherys and Benerro standing side by side, not only with each other but with your Companions also. "If you would ask for the latter then I fear I cannot oblige, for I am lord of Volantis. Its people have passed into my care. As to the former, look around you. Would any dutiful lord ignore such peril?"
"You will serve Ymeri or you will perish. There is no third path to take," the ghost proclaims mournfully
"That I shall have the third path cut forth upon an edge of Valyrian steel," you motion towards Ser Richard.
For a long moment the dead man stares at the knight, the thinking blade of dragonsteel, the armor bright with the light of lost Heaven. Finally, it sighs, though bereft of any form of flesh and blood to require such a gesture: "You will see N'Gath ended?"
There is no need for any more fanciful proclamation, and so you answer simply. "Yes."
"Know then that the spell that keeps him here was sealed in my own blood, unjustly spilled even as the fires burned through the city. Know also that to undo the incantation, one of my living kin must stand forth where I was murdered and say, truthfully and without compulsion, that they bear N'Gath no ill will while knowing his nature and his deeds."
Wonderful, you think struggling to keep back a sigh. Not only would you have to somehow explain the stakes and the reason for the Herald's presence here to one with likely no knowledge of magic or the working of the spheres, but also one who has lived though and likely greatly fears the return of the Day of Flame. Even if all that could be done, then you would be bringing this soul, whoever they may be, into the middle of your confrontation with the Herald of Ymeri. Another path occurs to you, of course; if it is living blood that must undo the binding, then you could simply restore magister Tagar. By all reasonable measure, however, the man deserves to be dead, and you are loath to restore life only to then end it. Lastly, you could simply try to set strength against strength, seeking to shatter the binding with your own greater magics.
What do you do?
[] Seek a blood relative of Tagar and try to fulfill the conditions to undo the binding.
[] Restore Tagar to life.
[] Try to use the strongest of your magics to shatter the binding at the cost of being less able to fight the Herald once it is freed.
[] Write in
OOC: If you guys have more questions you can write those in too of course. Not yet edited.
