Portia, the Little Morsel Who Could frowns and says, "Seeing hurt conflicts with my mind."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "Hurt heightens everything. Conflict engenders power and peace."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "When death draws close, life is savoured."
Portia, the Little Morsel Who Could looks skeptical and says, "I try to live ignorantly and innocently ."
Sotsepmet's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Sotsepmet hums a happy tune.
Portia, the Little Morsel Who Could looks skeptical and says, "It keeps me happy ."
Sotsepmet shrugs helplessly.
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "Who I am, or who I was, was made that way."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "Who is to say that I might not become something different."
Portia, the Little Morsel Who Could frowns and says, "The world seeks to ruin my innocence ."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes whispers, "I bring Damnation."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes seems to shrink, and hunches his shoulders.
Sotsepmet leaves to the northeast.
~Travel Spam~
You say, "Stop that."
Sotsepmet scowls miserably.
You say, "I bring death and destruction and fire, some people just don't like that."
You say, "Be yourself."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "I am the Prophet of the Weaver. I bring despair, I bring lies and chaos."
You say, "Sot."
You say, "Look."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "I am the son of Magnagora, and my soul writhes on His Web."
You hug Sotsepmet compassionately.
Sotsepmet gives a chilling symbol of despair the once-over, eyeing it suspiciously.
Sotsepmet gives a hideous archdemon the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.
A hideous archdemon flaps his enormous wings and growls dangerously.
You say, "Be who you are, nothing more, nothing less."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "Who I am is not something that can safely survive here."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "My power comes from damnation, and I am corruption."
Sotsepmet mutters while holding a chilling symbol of despair tightly before him. When he shifts his hands, the ghostly visage of a deathmark can be seen imposed upon its surface.
Softly, you say, "Then find your place."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "What do I do? I have two options."
You say, "Or will yourself to change."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "I keep my faith with my Prince and bring ruin in dark places."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "Or I break faith and become nothing, exiled among heretics."
Quietly, you say, "What is your Will, Sotsepmet. What do YOU want to do."
You say, "Follow your heart, go where you will be happy."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "My will is my Lord's, and it has been that way since my birth. Happiness is a lie, like love, and I have no claim to it."
You say, "Bno."
You say, "No."
You say, "You have your own Will, you are clouded, you do not see it, but it is there. I see it."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes growls, and blood trickles between his scales.
You say, "Hate me for what I am about to say, but listen. At least listen."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes grows still and cold, and his faces loses any trace of emotion.
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "Speak, Archmage."
You say, "You have Will, you always have. You may have suppressed it to follow your Lord's. But you have your own Will, every shard does. Even a viscanti. You have it, you simply need to find it again. Your heart, it does speak to you. You may have been deaf to it, you may have ignored it. I do not know. But it IS there, Sotsepmet. You have Will. So search, mortal. It's there. You simply have to look."
Sotsepmet utters a deep, rumbling laugh.
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "A heart? Me?"
You say, "Yes, you."
You say, "When I say heart, I do not mean the beating muscle in your chest."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "I am aware."
You say, "And having a heart does not make one lovey-dovey, or compassionate."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "What do I want? What does anyone want? Power over others. Dominion and luxury. Those are what matters. Right?"
You say, "Having heart means you feel. Even illithoids have heart, in a different way."
You shake your head.
You say, "They matter, but not as much as you would want to think."
You say, "Your Will, Sotsepmet, is much more. It transcends material wants."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "Everything I know, and all that I am, is antithesis to this place, its people. I stand in the centre of everything I ever wanted, and poison flows from me into everything."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes holds his head and wobbles on his feet.
Sotsepmet releases a cloud of stinking gas into your surroundings. You cannot help
but inhale it and immediately vomit everywhere.
Blade in Ivory, Archmage Alary Ysav'rai, Ignited by Empassioned Wrath reaches out to steady Sotsepmet, locking gazes with him.
You say, "Then your Will is not here, then your Will leads you elsewhere."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "Then I should return to Magnagora and wage war on all of you?"
You say, "Magnagora is not at war with us."
The noxious cloud dissipates.
Sotsepmet shakes his head.
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "But I would be. If I leave, hatred would fly from the shadows to strike at each of you. Especially Him."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "And I do not want that."
You say, "Then change."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "All my life, I have been His inheritor, His heir, self-proclaimed."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes murmurs, "Change to what. An honest man?"
You say, "Reform yourself."
You shake your head.
You say, "There is no such thing as an honest man."
You say, "No."
You say, "Search your heart, mold yourself in His vision."
You say, "Do what I did, Sotsepmet."
Grimacing with disgust, Sotsepmet looks around with scornful contempt at what he sees before him.
You say, "Offer yourself to your Divine, let Them mold you. Let Them change you. Follow Their lead."
You say, "No longer live for yourself, live for Him."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "I... Give... myself to Him? The Weaver has myself, wrapped and barbed in Nil."
You say, "His word will become law, His word will become your gospel. His teachings, your new home."
You say, "Break it."
You say, "Break your chains, Sotsepmet."
Supreme Black Chef Most High Sotsepmet n'Lochli, Prince of Dark Fetes says, "There is no breaking the Web. I tied it myself."
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