NPC Inbox: Rage

[firstreturned]

[Rage's strong and clear voice is almost bored, like this whole ordeal is an afterthought to her.]

State your business.

Comments

[ushahin]

It is a weapon designed to get into the minds of Men and the other races of my home. Originally, there was a god named Haomane who designed it to be a beacon by which to summon and rally his troops, filled with light and hope. It was taken and its purpose was changed, the helm warped into something for a far darker purpose, as another god poured everything that he was into it.

With the proper training, it allows the pain, anguish, and anger that my god Satoris felt, and pushes that state of darkness onto a large group. It can disorient and confuse them for short periods of time or dishearten them during the midst of battle.

[firstreturned]

That IS something significantly beyond the norm of a standard helm.

Here's the thing, I think that's perfectly within my power to repair. Maybe not easily with what I'm working with, but I'm confidant I could do it. However, I don't think it's within your power to pay for.

[ushahin]

I expected as much.

[There was always a high price to pay for significant amounts of power.]

I will not say I am willing to pay it just yet. But all the same, what would the price be?

[firstreturned]

If you killed everyone in this city it wouldn't be enough to pay for it.

[ushahin]

Considering you need the people in this city, or so I am told, that would be a foolish thing to ask. Is there no other price you can offer me?

[firstreturned]

Not unless you'd be agreeable to paying with the item in question by handing it over. That'd defeat the point of the deal though I'd imagine.

[ushahin]

No deal. I wouldn't hand over this much power to just anyone, let alone to a goddess I don't trust.