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  • «Scene: Twilly and Zorbak near Battleon» Zorbak: Meh! I hate snow. Twilly: Zorbak is silly. We must have snow. Zorbak: And why is that? Twilly: If we have no snow we have no cold time. Zorbak: That suits me fine. I hate the cold too. I hate this whole season. Twilly: But if we have no cold time there would be no Frostval! After all your help saving Frostval last year, surely you've realized how important Frostval is. Zorbak: Meh! Don't be such a Moglin head! «Scene: Elsewhere, Zorbak meets with Minister Bree'ha and a Drakel scientist» «You»: .... «Scene: K'eld Naer»
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  • «Scene: Twilly and Zorbak near Battleon» Zorbak: Meh! I hate snow. Twilly: Zorbak is silly. We must have snow. Zorbak: And why is that? Twilly: If we have no snow we have no cold time. Zorbak: That suits me fine. I hate the cold too. I hate this whole season. Twilly: But if we have no cold time there would be no Frostval! After all your help saving Frostval last year, surely you've realized how important Frostval is. Zorbak: Meh! Don't be such a Moglin head! Zorbak: (thought) I TOLD him I did that for my own reason. "Realized how important Frostval is..." Meh. Zorbak: (thought) And his pointless nattering about the weather really gets my goat. As if relearning necromancy from the ground up wasn't hard enough without Twilly's inane prattling... Zorbak: (thought) No cold time, no Frostvale. Sometimes I think that Moglin... Zorbak: (thought) ...Has given me an idea. «Scene: Elsewhere, Zorbak meets with Minister Bree'ha and a Drakel scientist» Zorbak: It's about time you showed up! Scientist: I believe you requested out help. Minister Bree'ha: You may want to be a bit more civil, Moglin. I may tolerate your race more than the other interlopers, but I will not brook disrespect from the likes of you... Zorbak: Do you even know me? Scientist: I know that you are wasting my time, Moglin! Minister Bree'ha: You are the necromancer. Didn't you start the year with an unfortunate setback in your power? It is no wonder you need the aid of superior Drakel technology... Zorbak: No need to be insulting! Can you do what I asked? Scientist: It is possible. Minister Bree'ha: The more pertinent question is why do you wish to do such a thing? It would not do to have it interfere with my own plans. Zorbak: Because I hate the cold. If I could nudge Lore a little closer to the sun I figure it would warm it up a bit. Scientist: Actually, you have it backwards. Minister Bree'ha: Typical Moglin, No appreciation for cosmology. You are no better than you peers... Zorbak: Backwards? Scientist: Yes. Actually, during the cold time Lore is actually close to the sun. Zorbak: Close? That makes no sense. Scientist: *SIGH* Since Lore is close the energy is spread out over more of Lore, thusly we get less energy in one spot, thusly, it is colder. Zorbak: So what you are saying is I need to move Lore further away from the sun. Scientist: Precisely. Zorbak: Well? Scientist: Well what? Zorbak: You could do that? Scientist: Theoretically. If we have an engine with enough power and place it correctly it could do the trick. Zorbak: Wonderful! I need you to get to work on it. Scientist: You can't be serious! Zorbak: Oh, but I am. Scientist: What's in it for me? Zorbak: For you? You Drakels are so selfish! Minister Bree'ha: You are wasting our time. Bree`ha to Naer - two to stream, G'hup. Zorbak: Just think of the prestige. You will have advance science beyond what any other Drakel has ever accomplished. Scientist: Hmmm, this little blue rat creature makes a good point, Minister. Minister Bree'ha: Belay that order, Cmdr. G'hup. You are quite right. It would be a real feather in the Drakel cap to permanently shift the orbit of Lore. The tremendous profit it will make us in gold will be very nice also. Zorbak: Gold? Who said anything about gold? Scientist: We may be selfish, but I am greedy too. Minister Bree'ha: I have many of my own expensive projects for my scientists to be funding. Think of all the projects you are being put ahead of. One must pay for that sort of exclusivity... Zorbak: How much gold? Scientist: How much do you have? Minister Bree'ha: Oh, no need to be uncivilized... we are certain whatever the debt you incur, Zorbak, you will make good... Zorbak: Really? Minister Bree'ha: Oh yes, very certain... as the alternative would be entirely unpleasant for you. «Scene: Battleon. You find Twilly and Kabroz waiting for you.» «You»: .... Kabroz: Oh no you don't, «You» - get back in here! «You»: Let me guess Twilly, Kabroz is here to save Frostval this year. Why not? Zorbak did it last year. Next year we can go for broke and Kabak can do the honors! Kabroz: While I may no longer be a necromancer, «You», I am quite adept at some other magics you might find equally unpleasant should you not dispense with you dry sarcasm immediately. «You»: You're as bad as Zorbak when is comes to asking for help, you know that? Whatever happened to politeness and civility? Kabroz: If you expected either of those things from me you clearly hit your head. Twilly and I believe that the Drakel have abducted Zorbak. «You»: Are you sure? What would the Drakel want with Zorbak? Twilly: He teleported from the lair very suddenly... Warlic says the teleportation used has magiscience elements and that the destination appears to have been K'eld Naer. Twilly: But that Naer has protections that prevent him from being more specific. Kabroz: Bree`ha has caused many problems before. As to what the Drakel might want with Zorbak... Kabroz: The fact that he has been able to start regaining his necromancy, where many others, including myself, failed might have something to do with it... Kabroz: Or the fact that he is a Moglin Necromancer at all... Twilly: They want to do terrible experiments on him, I just knows it! Kabroz: Unless you want my wrath, «You», you will rescue my dunderhead brother. Only I get to kick him around. Twilly: Kabwoz! Kabroz: Meh, fine. As the Chosen of Lore you are charged with the protection of her people. My brother is one of her people, and unknown Drakel experimentation on my brother could be bad... «You»: How bad? Kabroz: Try "it could yield fiendishly horrifying results even I could not imagine." «You»: That is bad! Kabroz: Exactly, so we had better get moving. «Scene: K'eld Naer» 8 BATTLES Full Heal after every other battle «Scene: Inside a Drakel laboratory» Scientist: So what exactly is Bree'ha's involvement with Arakue? That being is anathema to our studies and research. G'hup: Precisely why you had better plan on relocating far from here. I have made arrangements with some distant relatives on Deren. If I were you I would make similar arrangements. Scientist: We have company, G'hup... How DARE you invade my lab? Prepare to die! 1 BATTLE Drakel Scientist Full Heal «You»: Enough of this. Where is Zorbak. We know you have kidnapped him! G'hup: Haha. Kidnapped?! Hardly... Scientist: What a ridiculous accusation. G'hup: It is the Moglin who came to us. Twilly: Oh noes! Kabroz: What have you done to him?! Release him at once! Bree'ha: Why have you come, «You»? Have you been reduced to being a lackey for the Zombiemaker and this healer? How apropos. Bree'ha: The Chosen of Lore is already an over-glorified errand person for the gods... why not for every two bit villain and dogooder? «You»: That's enough out of you Bree'ha. Release Zorbak at once. Bree'ha: That is a problem, I am afraid. Zorbak, of course, can leave whenever he chooses, but at present he appears very much to choose... not. «You»: What have you done to him? Bree'ha: Given him his fondest wish and desire. A world without winter, and so, without winter, without Frostval. Twilly and Kabroz: Sounds dreadfuls! - Sounds marvelous! Kabroz: But its just an illusion? Trickery created by Drakel science. Bree'ha: Created by Drakel magiscience yes, but not trickery. Just what is reality? Where do the boundaries lie? To you brother, I would wager, the world is very real indeed. «You»: However stimulating you simulating may be Bree`ha... It ends now. Release Zorbak. Bree'ha: Oh, it's not at all that simple. Scientist: You lot really are among to most foolish of the many human races. «You»: Why? What are you not telling... Bree'ha: Nothing at all. We told you already: Zorbak is within and he does not want to leave. If you disconnect his body now, his mind will remain within the simulation. Scientist: But no longer supported by our science, his body will perish... Bree'ha: Only from within shall he be freed. Bree'ha: Now run along, and return when you are ready to fight through a world designed by the whim of the Moglin himself. G'hup: I do not fancy «his/her» chances, Minister. Are you sure we should allow it at all? Bree'ha: All the better G'hup, if «You» succeeds then Zorbak still owes us and will no doubt be furious with «him/her». G'hup: And if they fail, Minister? Bree'ha: And if they fail, then «he/she» will stop being a thorn in my side altogether. * Play again! * Guardian Tower! * Leave
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