[Names. The Exarch had names, and Emet-Selch was left wondering why. He claims to have met them, but that felt…impossible. Unbelievable. A practical joke laid upon him when Emet-Selch had never enjoyed being the butt of a joke.
The mention of Amaurot had him waving his hand dismissively.] Well, it hardly matters now that we are both here. I am sure you are over it by now, seeing as it helps neither of us if you aren't.
[How could anyone argue with a smirk like this? With a man like this? And there was nothing to say that most of it isn’t something he wouldn’t do again, if it served his best interest. They both had to be aware enough of that, yes?
And learning about what fueled this place would serve him well. Dreamotion was still a silly name for it, but-- ]
Dynamis? [The question was writ on his face: What is that.] And I suppose this is the part where you tell me what that is?
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The mention of Amaurot had him waving his hand dismissively.] Well, it hardly matters now that we are both here. I am sure you are over it by now, seeing as it helps neither of us if you aren't.
[How could anyone argue with a smirk like this? With a man like this? And there was nothing to say that most of it isn’t something he wouldn’t do again, if it served his best interest. They both had to be aware enough of that, yes?
And learning about what fueled this place would serve him well. Dreamotion was still a silly name for it, but-- ]
Dynamis? [The question was writ on his face: What is that.] And I suppose this is the part where you tell me what that is?