Confront The Council
Level 12 · Diplomacy · Ca'ial Brael · Kojan
Objectives
Description
What they say
The parley
Quest Offering "Make your case to each of the Wardens and then return to me," she says. "Don't bother asking Zephiria. I know her vote lies with you. Know that you will obtain one council position though, and no more!" You smile on the inside but keep your face stoic. "If that is the way it will have to be, that is the way it will have to be - for now. If we can prove ourselves valuable, I hope you will consider giving us more spots." "Maybe," says Iona with a bit of a scoff, "but I don't anticipate that you will." Tadven Basaltheart "Warden Basaltheart," you say, "I'm here to make a plea to your wisdom." "Oh?" asks Tadven, arching an eyebrow. "How is that?" "As you may have heard, I am petitioning to have a position for us raki established on this council," you say. "Yes, I have heard all about it," says Tadven gruffly. "You don't sound pleased," you say dryly. "Why should I be?" asks Tadven. "Your people are invading our council, violating traditions that date back centuries." "And what's worse, you're acquiring it through threats," he says, "and not even genuine merit." "Do you think that there is any way we could have actually earned a position by 'merit'?" you ask. "Of course," says Tadven, "that is the basis of our society. All can prove themselves by their merit." "But when I asked Iona for a chance to prove ourselves," you say, "I was flatly refused so much as a chance." "What about us is not worthy?" you ask. "We came from a civilization far advanced to your own. We had ships capable of traveling to different worlds. We built shrines and established with you a bond that helps protect the Glade from the Ulvari." "We have taught you much of magic," you say, "we scribe all correspondence with the outside world." "So tell me," you say, "why we do not meet your standards?" Tadven blinks and then stammers, "Well, you are... simply not..." "What?" you inquire. "What are we not." Tadven shuts his mouth and glares at you. "Maybe a probationary position is in order," he mutters, "but you had best prove you contribute something to this council very quickly." Mellion Spiritwalker "It is good to finally have a chance to speak with you Warden Spiritwalker," you say. "I've had dealings with your Deacons." Mellion Spiritwalker turns his sightless eyes toward you, and you feel immediately disarmed. "Ah," he says, "the raki. Welcome. I am glad to speak with you as well." "I want to make something clear," Mellion says. "It was my wish that my Deacons share the knowledge of the crystal with you." "I know the raki's propensity for magical knowledge," he says. "It was more important to me the mystery be solved that it be kept only by the wood elves. I would have known of their deception, but my visions have not been reliable lately." "I see," you say, "well, I'm glad to know that." "I don't know that you believe me," Mellion says, "but in the long run, I suppose that it does not matter." "I know that your people will not leave any time soon," he says, "whether that be because you do not really intend to fulfill your threat, or because my people fill your terms..." "How do you know that?" you ask. "Knowledge of the future is my domain," Mellion says. "I have seen visions populated with you people, so I assume you remain." "I see," you say. "Well, I can only hope that means our people will come to an agreement." "I hope so as well," says Mellion. "I would hate to see us bury ourselves in our arrogance." "So, we have your support then?" you ask. "Of course," says Mellion, nodding his head slowly. Mithnis Springsmoot "Thank you for speaking with me, Warden Springsmoot," you say. Mithnis smiles cordially. "All are free to speak within this chamber," she says. "Whether their words are heeded though," she adds seriously, "is entirely dependent on the worth of those syllables." "I understand," you say, "and I respect the necessity of making persuasive arguements." "I've heard something of your petition, raki," Mithnis says, "and I do not know whether I trust the fate of the Glade to those not sworn to it." "But I will hear you out," she adds. "Thank you," you say. "I do believe that if you think about it, your wisdom will acknowledge that we have proven a desire to protect this Glade." "Even in our first days here," you say, "we helped establish the bond that protects the Glade this day from the Ulvari." "But you must admit," interjects Mithnis, "that your people's first passion is knowledge, not Nature." "I will not deny that," you say, "but knowledge is very useful to nature. We can bring to this council an understanding of nature that is different than your own." "Distant," she says with a frown. "Clinical." "Which gives us insight that we can pass on to help you cultivate it," you say. "We have observed many ecosystems on many worlds and seen many examples of success and failure." "This is true," she says thoughtfully. "This glad is our home," you say, "and we will protect it as such." "But you have already expressed an interest to go back to your 'home' world," she points out. "Only because we do not feel welcome here," you retort. Mithnis nods slowly. "Very well," she says, "I trust your devotion is true. You have my support." Hedrien Loamskin "Warden Pelwyn, it's an honor," you say. Warden Pelwyn peers at you and asks, "What are you doing here? "You haven't heard?" you ask. "I'm petitioning the council to have a raki member added to its ranks. Hedrien looks thoughtful. "Oh, very well," says Hedrien. "Very well?" you ask. "Yes," he says, "my vote is yes." "But..." you say, "I haven't made any case." "Seems like a good idea," says Hedrien. "Don't you think it's a good idea?" "Of course I do," you say, "or I wouldn't be leading the cause..." "Well there you are," says Hedrien passively. You do a double blink and peer at him, wondering if he's pulling your leg. His laid back expression converts briefly into a smile. It quickly flips back. You say, "Well, thank you for your support. My people appreciate your faith." Hadrien waves his hand dismissively. "Don't get too emotional over it," he says. Gildhur Boarmaul "I am here to appeal to your wisdom, Warden Boarmaul," you say. "To my wisdom?" asks Gildhur with a snort. "What do you mean?" "I mean to say that I think you are a wise elf," you say, "and that you will see the wisdom in a raki member on the council." Gildhur chuckles and says, "Do you know who first welcomed you to our home?" "No," you say, "enlighten me." "A woman who once occupied my position on this council," he says. "The then Warden of the Beasts, Everendia Palemoon." "Well," you say, "we are much indebted to your order then." "But do you know why?" asks Gildhur. "Because she regarded you as intelligent beasts, and it is our job to protect the beasts." "I see," you say warily, "I hope that our centuries of coexistence have righted that perspective?" "You have certainly proven yourself useful," he responds, "but I am not sure that we have really stopped seeing you as anything but intelligent beasts." "Do you yourself share that view?" you ask. Gidhur studies you and says, "You're no deer, or wolf, or frog, but I cannot shake how much you resemble a woodland creature grown a few feet." "I know your people have performed many amazing deeds, but I cannot shake that putting one of you on this council would make me feel like I am putting a fawn on it," he says. "I am sorry you feel that way," you say. Gildhur shurgs. "It doesn't really matter though, does it?" he asks. "You have your threat poised above our heads, ready to drop if we refuse you." "This is true," you say, "but we would prefer not to follow it throught. We would prefer to come to an understanding - one in which you feel we belong here." Gildhur chuckles and says, "Well, I don't know if that will ever truly be, but no matter, you have my vote." Dolnir Wintersreach "Warden Wintersreach," you say, "thank you for hearing my case." You cannot help but gaze at his odd red eyes. Dolnir nods. "Well," he says, "present it to me." "Could you expalin to me what your path specifically tends to?" you ask. "Most of the others are obvious, but I'm not sure what Devotees of the Flame do..." Dolnir chuckles. "Fire is nature's contingency," he says, "it sweeps through an overgrown forest, giving new life a chance to spring forth from the ashes." "We are as a forest fire, making sure that the others do not go to excesses preserving their one element of Nature," he says. "I see," you say, "then you keep the other Wardens, specifically, in check, I imagine?" "That's right," he says. "Well then, I would say you have a fairly good eye for disaster," you say. "You understand what a disaster it would be if we were to leave?" "Of course I do," he said," but I was curious if you had anything to offer besides threats." "Trust that I so desire to prove our merit," you say. "To begin, we raki will provide a similarly objective eye to your own." "We are not attached to the stream, or the stone, or the deer," you say, "but we do care about it all." "I imagine we would support you in many of your decisions," you say, "being likely to see the sense in them. Our people are great observers." "I do like where you are going with that," says Dolnir. "Anything else?" "Well," you say, "if you wish to offer potential consequences to the others, we have great records of past events - where overpopulation, or overgrowth, or the flooding waters of a swollen river have caused devastion." He nods, looking thoughtful. "Well," he says, "so long as your people can prove that you are able to do, and not just think about doing, you have my support." "Thank you, Warden Wintersreach," you say respectfully. Quest Completion Iona studies the ground, simmering. "I see, a unanimous yes," she says. "I supposed that is the way it would go... and it is best for us all." Iona says in a loud voice, "Let us now count among our number a Warden of the Raki. Membership on the council will be probationary for one year. The Warden will be allowed to participate in all discussions, but will not be allowed to participate in a vote. In a year's time, another vote will be taken amoung the rest of the Wardens as to whether full participation is granted. Do your people agree to these terms?" "I must speak with them first," you say. "Very well," says Iona with a sigh.
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Dialogue Quest Offering "Make your case to each of the Wardens and then return to me," she says. "Don't bother asking Zephiria. I know her vote lies with you. Know that you will obtain one council position though, and no more!" You smile on the inside but keep your face stoic. "If that is the way it will have to be, that is the way it will have to be - for now. If we can prove ourselves valuable, I hope you will consider giving us more spots." "Maybe," says Iona with a bit of a scoff, "but I don't anticipate that you will." Tadven Basaltheart "Warden Basaltheart," you say, "I'm here to make a plea to your wisdom." "Oh?" asks Tadven, arching an eyebrow. "How is that?" "As you may have heard, I am petitioning to have a position for us raki established on this council," you say. "Yes, I have heard all about it," says Tadven gruffly. "You don't sound pleased," you say dryly. "Why should I be?" asks Tadven. "Your people are invading our council, violating traditions that date back centuries." "And what's worse, you're acquiring it through threats," he says, "and not even genuine merit." "Do you think that there is any way we could have actually earned a position by 'merit'?" you ask. "Of course," says Tadven, "that is the basis of our society. All can prove themselves by their merit." "But when I asked Iona for a chance to prove ourselves," you say, "I was flatly refused so much as a chance." "What about us is not worthy?" you ask. "We came from a civilization far advanced to your own. We had ships capable of traveling to different worlds. We built shrines and established with you a bond that helps protect the Glade from the Ulvari." "We have taught you much of magic," you say, "we scribe all correspondence with the outside world." "So tell me," you say, "why we do not meet your standards?" Tadven blinks and then stammers, "Well, you are... simply not..." "What?" you inquire. "What are we not." Tadven shuts his mouth and glares at you. "Maybe a probationary position is in order," he mutters, "but you had best prove you contribute something to this council very quickly." Mellion Spiritwalker "It is good to finally have a chance to speak with you Warden Spiritwalker," you say. "I've had dealings with your Deacons." Mellion Spiritwalker turns his sightless eyes toward you, and you feel immediately disarmed. "Ah," he says, "the raki. Welcome. I am glad to speak with you as well." "I want to make something clear," Mellion says. "It was my wish that my Deacons share the knowledge of the crystal with you." "I know the raki's propensity for magical knowledge," he says. "It was more important to me the mystery be solved that it be kept only by the wood elves. I would have known of their deception, but my visions have not been reliable lately." "I see," you say, "well, I'm glad to know that." "I don't know that you believe me," Mellion says, "but in the long run, I suppose that it does not matter." "I know that your people will not leave any time soon," he says, "whether that be because you do not really intend to fulfill your threat, or because my people fill your terms..." "How do you know that?" you ask. "Knowledge of the future is my domain," Mellion says. "I have seen visions populated with you people, so I assume you remain." "I see," you say. "Well, I can only hope that means our people will come to an agreement." "I hope so as well," says Mellion. "I would hate to see us bury ourselves in our arrogance." "So, we have your support then?" you ask. "Of course," says Mellion, nodding his head slowly. Mithnis Springsmoot "Thank you for speaking with me, Warden Springsmoot," you say. Mithnis smiles cordially. "All are free to speak within this chamber," she says. "Whether their words are heeded though," she adds seriously, "is entirely dependent on the worth of those syllables." "I understand," you say, "and I respect the necessity of making persuasive arguements." "I've heard something of your petition, raki," Mithnis says, "and I do not know whether I trust the fate of the Glade to those not sworn to it." "But I will hear you out," she adds. "Thank you," you say. "I do believe that if you think about it, your wisdom will acknowledge that we have proven a desire to protect this Glade." "Even in our first days here," you say, "we helped establish the bond that protects the Glade this day from the Ulvari." "But you must admit," interjects Mithnis, "that your people's first passion is knowledge, not Nature." "I will not deny that," you say, "but knowledge is very useful to nature. We can bring to this council an understanding of nature that is different than your own." "Distant," she says with a frown. "Clinical." "Which gives us insight that we can pass on to help you cultivate it," you say. "We have observed many ecosystems on many worlds and seen many examples of success and failure." "This is true," she says thoughtfully. "This glad is our home," you say, "and we will protect it as such." "But you have already expressed an interest to go back to your 'home' world," she points out. "Only because we do not feel welcome here," you retort. Mithnis nods slowly. "Very well," she says, "I trust your devotion is true. You have my support." Hedrien Loamskin "Warden Pelwyn, it's an honor," you say. Warden Pelwyn peers at you and asks, "What are you doing here? "You haven't heard?" you ask. "I'm petitioning the council to have a raki member added to its ranks. Hedrien looks thoughtful. "Oh, very well," says Hedrien. "Very well?" you ask. "Yes," he says, "my vote is yes." "But..." you say, "I haven't made any case." "Seems like a good idea," says Hedrien. "Don't you think it's a good idea?" "Of course I do," you say, "or I wouldn't be leading the cause..." "Well there you are," says Hedrien passively. You do a double blink and peer at him, wondering if he's pulling your leg. His laid back expression converts briefly into a smile. It quickly flips back. You say, "Well, thank you for your support. My people appreciate your faith." Hadrien waves his hand dismissively. "Don't get too emotional over it," he says. Gildhur Boarmaul "I am here to appeal to your wisdom, Warden Boarmaul," you say. "To my wisdom?" asks Gildhur with a snort. "What do you mean?" "I mean to say that I think you are a wise elf," you say, "and that you will see the wisdom in a raki member on the council." Gildhur chuckles and says, "Do you know who first welcomed you to our home?" "No," you say, "enlighten me." "A woman who once occupied my position on this council," he says. "The then Warden of the Beasts, Everendia Palemoon." "Well," you say, "we are much indebted to your order then." "But do you know why?" asks Gildhur. "Because she regarded you as intelligent beasts, and it is our job to protect the beasts." "I see," you say warily, "I hope that our centuries of coexistence have righted that perspective?" "You have certainly proven yourself useful," he responds, "but I am not sure that we have really stopped seeing you as anything but intelligent beasts." "Do you yourself share that view?" you ask. Gidhur studies you and says, "You're no deer, or wolf, or frog, but I cannot shake how much you resemble a woodland creature grown a few feet." "I know your people have performed many amazing deeds, but I cannot shake that putting one of you on this council would make me feel like I am putting a fawn on it," he says. "I am sorry you feel that way," you say. Gildhur shurgs. "It doesn't really matter though, does it?" he asks. "You have your threat poised above our heads, ready to drop if we refuse you." "This is true," you say, "but we would prefer not to follow it throught. We would prefer to come to an understanding - one in which you feel we belong here." Gildhur chuckles and says, "Well, I don't know if that will ever truly be, but no matter, you have my vote." Dolnir Wintersreach "Warden Wintersreach," you say, "thank you for hearing my case." You cannot help but gaze at his odd red eyes. Dolnir nods. "Well," he says, "present it to me." "Could you expalin to me what your path specifically tends to?" you ask. "Most of the others are obvious, but I'm not sure what Devotees of the Flame do..." Dolnir chuckles. "Fire is nature's contingency," he says, "it sweeps through an overgrown forest, giving new life a chance to spring forth from the ashes." "We are as a forest fire, making sure that the others do not go to excesses preserving their one element of Nature," he says. "I see," you say, "then you keep the other Wardens, specifically, in check, I imagine?" "That's right," he says. "Well then, I would say you have a fairly good eye for disaster," you say. "You understand what a disaster it would be if we were to leave?" "Of course I do," he said," but I was curious if you had anything to offer besides threats." "Trust that I so desire to prove our merit," you say. "To begin, we raki will provide a similarly objective eye to your own." "We are not attached to the stream, or the stone, or the deer," you say, "but we do care about it all." "I imagine we would support you in many of your decisions," you say, "being likely to see the sense in them. Our people are great observers." "I do like where you are going with that," says Dolnir. "Anything else?" "Well," you say, "if you wish to offer potential consequences to the others, we have great records of past events - where overpopulation, or overgrowth, or the flooding waters of a swollen river have caused devastion." He nods, looking thoughtful. "Well," he says, "so long as your people can prove that you are able to do, and not just think about doing, you have my support." "Thank you, Warden Wintersreach," you say respectfully. Quest Completion Iona studies the ground, simmering. "I see, a unanimous yes," she says. "I supposed that is the way it would go... and it is best for us all." Iona says in a loud voice, "Let us now count among our number a Warden of the Raki. Membership on the council will be probationary for one year. The Warden will be allowed to participate in all discussions, but will not be allowed to participate in a vote. In a year's time, another vote will be taken amoung the rest of the Wardens as to whether full participation is granted. Do your people agree to these terms?" "I must speak with them first," you say. "Very well," says Iona with a sigh.
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Objectives as recorded by VGTact's DiploWiki
Details
- Starts with
- Iona Riverborn
- Starts in
- Ca'ial Brael
- Location
- -51895, -10221, 21772 (Hall of the Sun)
- Series
- Ca'ial Brael
- Previous
- What Happened to Mog?
- Next
- Rally The Raki, Go Learn about Evaluations
- Rating
- 7.0
Source
https://www.vgoemulator.net/archive/MMODB%20Vanguard/vg.mmodb.com/quests/confront-the-council-1750.html