Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20160105194819/@comment-26809040-20160227201958

Rhall found Srivikiss in the empty halls leading from the cargo bay to the throne room of Elkris-fel. The archon walked with a sense of pride and determination towards the quarters of the kell, his head held high for the first time in a long time. Rhall approached and walked with him towards the throne room, starting the conversation in noble-speak.

"Your show appears to have been a success."

"Indeed. See how they leapt to the chance to silence the dissenters. There is hope for the house yet."

"It might have gone smoother had you warned me first."

"Twas no time. The fire of conviction burned within me. The speech was inspired. Had I hesitated, the spark might hath been lost, and there might still be traitors among us."

"And Judgment's scribe? Ekriax?"

"A necessary causality. Blame is worth naught if you have nowhere to pin it."

"Hmm, Indeed. House Judgment would never have approved of our methods anyways."

"Precisely. Better to be rid of them and the dissenters all at once. Two problems, one solution."

"Let us go, then, and hear the Kell's plan. Let us learn how we shall save our house."

And with that, the two archons stepped through the hatch to the throne room of Neiksis, Kell of Storms.