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Authors: Donald Wigboldy Jr
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well. This time Garosh didn’t move on right away. Letting his magic push harder than on the previous boy; the giant finally released his magic. “This one seems viable. The emperor will want to test this one for himself. Why is there is a female in the last tank?”
Atrouseon bowed his head and shoulders slightly as he replied, “We crafted the girl like the successful candidate. We were beginning to worry that male vessels lacked the ability to deal with the pain or strain of his magic and created her just in case.”
Again the giant grunted. Turning from the tanks, he gestured to the wraith, “Come, Carianic, we have work to do.”
Despite the abrupt dismissal by Garosh, the room became excited even so. “We may have finally discovered the one after so many have failed,” one of the warlocks said excitedly to the rest of the team.
“The discovery was built on many failures and not just theirs,” said another man though he seemed as thrilled as the others.
The remaining six men from the observers varied in their reaction to the news that the emperor could finally join himself to a body strong enough to use his immense power. While the general sense of exuberance prevailed, one of the older men was seen to frown before placing his hand before his mouth as he rested his chin. Whether he was contemplating the repercussions of the first successful test in decades or wondering if this too would only be another stepping point to the true success, Palose could only guess.
He noted the orc holding back as well while half the men moved from congratulating the team of warlocks to looking at the possible host body. It was nearly stone faced as the orc stared at the three tanks with unharmed bodies. As Palose watched the creature, the brown skinned orc caught his gaze and merely nodded. He too turned to leave as had Garosh, though whether they had anymore in common than the only path out of the chamber, that too Palose did not know.
Growing tired of the mounting questions that he had no answers for, Palose held back waiting for the congratulations to end and eventually just Atrouseon and a gray haired warlock remained talking in front of the tanks. Listher stood to one side as if awaiting new orders, which might have been the case. The mage would have left as well, if he knew for sure that his master was done with him. Leaving too soon might earn his anger or otherwise ruin their already tenuous relationship. He needed Atrouseon for his wealth and prestige. He might even need what little the man would teach him, but Palose also had a feeling that there was something else to their relationship that he would need before they parted ways.
“This is a great day, Atrouseon,” the older man was saying as he shook the other warlock’s hand in congratulations. “If that Garosh is correct, then the master may finally return to his true power. We can take over the rest of the world, if he leads with his strength fully unleashed.”
Nodding while taking in the praise, Atrouseon replied, “Like I told the others, we built this upon the work of others failures. Garosh is even part of that history. Since the emperor was able to imbue part of his power in that giant, my team and I were able to build upon his strength.
“This blank slate will let the emperor join him and become flesh and blood in a way that he hasn’t been since before our time.”
The older man’s face darkened as he lowered his voice a bit causing Palose to listen for all his ability. He couldn’t afford to use a battle mage spell to increase his senses so he hoped that his hearing was enough. “Our history of his return after his apparent death as a being conquering death never told how or why he returned. The master is more powerful than any other creature. This I believe, but he is still mortal. If this works, maybe he will become immortal.”
“Like the giant of Southwall,” Atrouseon nodded.
Palose could only assume that he meant the legendary
Atrouseon bowed his head and shoulders slightly as he replied, “We crafted the girl like the successful candidate. We were beginning to worry that male vessels lacked the ability to deal with the pain or strain of his magic and created her just in case.”
Again the giant grunted. Turning from the tanks, he gestured to the wraith, “Come, Carianic, we have work to do.”
Despite the abrupt dismissal by Garosh, the room became excited even so. “We may have finally discovered the one after so many have failed,” one of the warlocks said excitedly to the rest of the team.
“The discovery was built on many failures and not just theirs,” said another man though he seemed as thrilled as the others.
The remaining six men from the observers varied in their reaction to the news that the emperor could finally join himself to a body strong enough to use his immense power. While the general sense of exuberance prevailed, one of the older men was seen to frown before placing his hand before his mouth as he rested his chin. Whether he was contemplating the repercussions of the first successful test in decades or wondering if this too would only be another stepping point to the true success, Palose could only guess.
He noted the orc holding back as well while half the men moved from congratulating the team of warlocks to looking at the possible host body. It was nearly stone faced as the orc stared at the three tanks with unharmed bodies. As Palose watched the creature, the brown skinned orc caught his gaze and merely nodded. He too turned to leave as had Garosh, though whether they had anymore in common than the only path out of the chamber, that too Palose did not know.
Growing tired of the mounting questions that he had no answers for, Palose held back waiting for the congratulations to end and eventually just Atrouseon and a gray haired warlock remained talking in front of the tanks. Listher stood to one side as if awaiting new orders, which might have been the case. The mage would have left as well, if he knew for sure that his master was done with him. Leaving too soon might earn his anger or otherwise ruin their already tenuous relationship. He needed Atrouseon for his wealth and prestige. He might even need what little the man would teach him, but Palose also had a feeling that there was something else to their relationship that he would need before they parted ways.
“This is a great day, Atrouseon,” the older man was saying as he shook the other warlock’s hand in congratulations. “If that Garosh is correct, then the master may finally return to his true power. We can take over the rest of the world, if he leads with his strength fully unleashed.”
Nodding while taking in the praise, Atrouseon replied, “Like I told the others, we built this upon the work of others failures. Garosh is even part of that history. Since the emperor was able to imbue part of his power in that giant, my team and I were able to build upon his strength.
“This blank slate will let the emperor join him and become flesh and blood in a way that he hasn’t been since before our time.”
The older man’s face darkened as he lowered his voice a bit causing Palose to listen for all his ability. He couldn’t afford to use a battle mage spell to increase his senses so he hoped that his hearing was enough. “Our history of his return after his apparent death as a being conquering death never told how or why he returned. The master is more powerful than any other creature. This I believe, but he is still mortal. If this works, maybe he will become immortal.”
“Like the giant of Southwall,” Atrouseon nodded.
Palose could only assume that he meant the legendary
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