Althea is surprised to find Robert went out and bought himself some slaves. Little exasperated with him to. Though she supposes it's her fault for not explaining that they travel allot and keeping slaves is not practical. Sure the Pharaoh is all for keeping Robert here, but he is bound to Her, and She to Kitten and They travel, doing things to make Kemet great.
The other problem she is seeing, he is a collector of items. Sure it's all magic and mostly useful, but really that kind of thing is not practical for people like her and Kitten. But everytime she goes to explain things to her he Glares at her.
She gets it, he is angry with her. Her thoughtless wish messed up his life. But he needs to accept his new reality as much as she does. Kitten has made it plain to her, Robert is Her responciblity, which happened after it came out that he is in fact a god, and that scares Kitten. Kitten does not like most of the gods, they scare her. It's one of the reasons she refuses to take up that mantle herself, despite the Rules of such things. She points to what happened to her Sister Lillith as to why it's bad to take up that mantle. Lillith was a Full on Goddess and yet her own child took control of her and then banished her from the world, after he got rid of any who were not of his line. All her children, gone never to be seen again.
Now because of her poor choice of words and a secret desire of her heart, she bound a God to them. To her. And he is Fighting it, pretty well from what she can see.
She saw the slaves, they are all very beautiful. She can see the attraction there, especially that red head.
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Robert see's the ladies to his assigned rooms. Explaining he is a guest here and a mage to. But he is in the employ of someone else who works for someone else still, who in turn answers to the Pharaoh. He tells them that Alric works for him as a guard and helper and that the armor does not come off.
Alric told them in private the armor does come off, but because of a curse he is under, it's less disturbing for everyone if he just keeps it on.
Not really knowing what to do with the girls now that he has them. He sets them to cleaning and straightening the outer rooms. He retreats in to his own private room, locks the door, then digs out the Master Mirrors and sets about scrying the girls past. Looking in to their histories and trying to learn about them and their motivations.
Brea Lyn, pretty girl, dressed in a simple white tunic with built in hood.
He finds she was trained since she was a small child to be a compedent assassin. But her heart was never really in it. As she got older her desires to be punished grew stronger. Everytime she killed someone, or stole some information or item. The Desire to be punished, tortured, made Less, became stronger and stronger. She is a high end masochist. Trained to resist torture, but unknown to her masters, she grew to love the pain, to thrive on being punished. There is a bit of a self destructiveness to her desires. For the right master, she would happily end herself in the most painful and terrible ways. She really has a loving heart though. Damaged though she is, it's in there.
She ended up a slave after she was captured, her masters killed and she and the other women in their group sold in to slavery. Mostly as the ones who did it did not know or believe that women could be assassins. She, for the most part, is enjoying the life of a slave. She only ended up in the market today because her last mistress feared her husband was attracted to the girl. So got rid of her legally.
Sarah, Stunningly beautiful girl, small in stature, but wonderful figure.
This dusky skinned beauty with the naturally red lips and soft eyes was raised a slave from a family of slaves. Its' the only life she has ever known and is quite happy to serve. She has a strong sex drive and a love of being dominated and humiliated. There is very little this little pain doll does not enjoy. But she has a hard time deciding things on her own. Despite that she is a very intelligent sort and from what Robert can see, she is a half elf. But it is only her height that betrays that point. The girl seems to be looking for someone who can love her, for herself, for her kinky ways. Beyond that she has a wonderful work ethic and loves to be useful. Trained as a maid, cook, and laundress. Useful child.
Shule, the fire haired girl who is the child of a rape. Father a Norse explorer - raider, mother the daughter of an Egyptian merchant. Her life was ok. She is intelligent and strong willed, but never felt she fit in.
When her parents died, her relitives threw her out. She tried to make it on her own, but in the end sold herself in to slavery, seeking security in life that way. She spent the next few years being passed around from master to master. Used mostly for her sex, which she loves it turns out. But the masters all kept selling her, though why she never figured out. She always worked hard and was always willing to what ever perversion her masters put her through.
Which was the problem. All her past masters wanted women they could destroy, not someone who actually Enjoyed being treated that way. She really is a fun person once you get past her strangeness.
Looking at them Robert thinks how he got them. Then recalls his bit about BDSM girls in his wish. Yep, these 3 fit that part of his horny mind. But now that he has them, he does not know what to do with them. Never had much luck with women in his prior life. Though, given these three's desires and proclivities, he could get them to model all that bondage gear they gave him.
As a distraction he pulls out the carpet he got and runs an identify spell on it, just to see what he got. Turns out to be a flying carpet. Nice 4 person type. He runs over it's memories and see's it was accidently mixed up with a batch of normal carpets, which is why he got it so cheap.
The Lamp is Just a lamp with a 'Nystfuls Magic Aura' on it. Something to trick people in to thinking they are buying a magical item. Well it worked, but really he only paid what a lamp of it's type cost anyway.
The last item has no magic to it. It really is just a nice piece of glass work. he got it with the idea of using his gifts to working out how they got the colors in its mix. Still he works on getting the jammed in cork out first.
No Sooner is the cork pulled than a deep lavender and purple smoke billows out and forms in to a beautiful though mildly frightening looking woman. She looks around and slowly the anger fades, being replaced by confusion. She looks up at Robert and in a confused tone, "Your not Jael, where is Jael ?"
Blank look, "No idea. I just bought this bottle in a market earlier today."
She stares at the bottle, her deep blue skin fading to a light blue. "aw crap" she mutters. Robert grins at her waiting to see what she will do.
She looks up at him again, "Um. I guess you know what I am ?"
"Going by the smoke and your coloration, I would guess a noble Djin, high ranking one going by your color." he supplies.
She frowns, "Yes you know."
He shrugs, "I am a mage, comes with the training."
She mutters 'shit' again, looks at the bottle in his hands, then kneels at his feet. "I guess your my master."
"Why ?" He ask.
She stares blankly at him.
"There are no bindings on this bottle. No runes of power or anything like that. Nothing here to hold you really, other than the cork was stuck tight." he calmly tells her.
Her eyes go wide, "You mean your not going to try to get wishes out of me ?"
"Only got one wish and I doubt you have the power to make it come true as it would mean breaking a Fate level wish." he sighs.
She stares, "Ok that is true. But now you got me curious."
"Short story version. I got a Fate wish, by accident no less. Wish was granted, was 2 steps from it starting when someone elses wish snagged me, ripped me from the place I was, and bound me to Them till either a quest they are not consciously aware of is fullfilled or they die of natural causes. they die any other way and I go with them."
She slowly nods, "Oy, that is one heck of a situation."
"Unless you can make it so she Knows what her Hearts Wish is and a way for me to complete it, I am stuck with her for a Long time as she is a Thrall to an Immortal and I am a half god." he tells her.
Eyes going wider, "ok, and now we are to yikes. Just need some kind of Undead warrior to turn this in to some kind of epic."
"Oh, I got one of those to. He is under a curse, I promised to try and help him with it. Alric is a good sort as such things go. Honorable type, but a sustaning device malfunctioned and bound his soul to his Skeleton, so he is now a living skeleton of the Knight order." he informs her.
"I think I heard this story before. Or one similar."
She takes on a more human appearance. Very nice one in Robert's opinion to.
"Got an army of over sexed slave girls to ?" she ask with shakey humor.
"Do 3 count as an army ?" he counters.
Her head drops, "This is right out of the Adventures in Time stories, with Robert Magus and his wierd luck." she sighs.
"Um, what ?" He is staring at her intently. It is rather unnerving.
"Fictional story I read once. Fun romp in places, but totally impossible."
"I am Robert Magus, I am not in my world or my Time and I definitely have wierd luck." He tells her.
She stares at him for the longest time, before just sagging down and silently crying, "I got sucked in to a terrible place as the unnamed Noble Djin. I am so doomed."
"So what is your name ?" he ask.
With out thinking it over, "My friends call me Ellan."
"So your not unnamed then, Ellan. Story changed. Besides I know how such stories go. Sounds like a Dreamer has seen parts of this story and then wrote out what they remembered, probably added in other parts and published it."
Ellen looks up at him, "What ?"
"In your story, how many slaves did he have ?"
She thinks, "By the time the Djinn arrived, 5. But more later on."
"How long did he have them before the Djinn arrived ?"
She thinks, "About a week. Lots of sex in the Sultans Palace."
"Sultan, so it took place in the Arabias ?"
"Yes." she says forlornly.
"Ok several differences already. See we are in Kemet, aka Egypt in the Palace of the Pharaoh. I only have 3 girls and only got them Today. But the Fate, who is helping with the Romantic side of my wish said there are others in this city at this time. I know where other possible ones are to. But I would have to free them from a mountain prison to get them and nothing is Sure about it."
She looks up, considering. "In the story the Djin was a man to, albet a very feminine one. One of those who acts more girly than actual girls to. I am Definitely not a man or really all that girly."
Robert stares at her chest, "Ok That way I am a girl sure."
"Why were you in that bottle ?" he ask.
She sighs, "My relitives stuck me in there because I refuse to marry this Marid for a Political Allience. One I am against mind you."
He nods, turns to the mirrors, "what is the Marids name ?"
She thinks, "Malcor-ne-Alm. Pompus piece of floatsam."
Hmm. Scanning the Elemental planes, "Looks like he has been arrested. Along with some minor nobles for some illegal plans."
Her head snaps around and she finds herself stareing at what passes for a news paper in her realm. She looks at the date on it and slumps. "That date is 2 months After I got stuck in that bottle."
"That is today's date if I did the search right." he informs her.
She rolls her head on her neck and stares at the paper, reading what all happened to her no account relitives and what their treaty amounted to. She notes she is listed as 'missing' and foul play is suspected.
"Can you read this ?" she ask him.
"Using a spell, yes. Though some words don't translate right." he tells her. She nods, "ok then. They got me listed as missing and suspect foul play. Really I think I will remain missing for a while. I loath politics."
"I am complete agreement with that sentiment." he tells her, she grins at him.
"So, what is this about Romantic wish ?" she ask,
"My wish was accidental really. I made it while adlibbing things in a consignment store." from there he goes on and tells her his story.
Afterwards, she is sitting on his bed next to him, "So you thought it was a combination of a dream and drug induced one at that because of your illness ?" she ask him.
He nods, "Till I woke up and could feel EVERTHING! Heightened Senses will do that. Really drove home I was not dreaming."
She nods, "I can imagine. If this was a fantasy I imagine there would be more sex by now."
"If it was, you would be dressed a bit more provocatively by now." he sighs. She grins at him, "Think I am pretty ?"
"Very. Though when you first materialized it was an even split between beauty and terror. You looked powerfully miffed." he nods.
She nods, "Well I was expecting my no account and now imprisioned cousin to be the one holding the bottle. It's just a good thing he never learned how to do binding magics. Or I would be in trouble now."
"How do you figure ?" he ask curiously.
"I would be calling you Master and waiting for you to make me do things against my will." she states.
"Ah. ... Nope I can't see me doing that, beyond a few day dreams. Not in my nature to do that. Heck I got 3 lovely, highly submissive women out there and I can't bring myself to act on that idea. Outside of my fantasies I have no idea."
"Your a virgin."
"In this incarnation, yes. In my last one, no, but not a lot of experiences and most of those did not inspire much confidence in that area. Lots of broken people or people who turned out to be untrustworthy." sighs and lays back on his bed as she nods.
"Oh do I know how that goes. Being a Noble and all, even in the least of my relationships I learned to watch for those who just wanted me for my power or purity of my bloodline. I am an old lady now, not a virgin, but hurt in unpleasant ways many times."
"I can relate to that. People here want me for my knowledge. Bronze age civilization and I know how to make Iron weapons and armor. As well as Glass, something the locals are not very good at yet. I bought your vase over there with the idea of scrying the secret of the black color in it."
She looks at him, "I can see that. Knowing only one peoples secrets, you desire to learn more so you can increase your worth to those who want you for your skills." she nods, "I don't have very many skills because of how I was raised. Noble women are not raised to know much, be a good wife and baby maker pretty much covers it. Never mind having free will or our own desires. Mostly I know how to shop and can read and write in several languages. But there is not a lot of call for that. Have managed to escape being bound to a lamp or the like. So I have not been forced to grant wishes or service things like many have. Managed to keep from being made a sultana or other service type job to. Family is wealthy and I am it's matriarch. Not that that means much the way they treat me."
"Ok, hurt in unpleasant ways ? As opposed to ?" he ask.
Grinning, "Well done right, pain can be quite enjoyable."
He sighs, "You got the same mind set of those 3 girls I got."
She smiles, "Ah, well seems I fit in to your dream girl ideal to."
"Problem with Dream versions is the waking mind is not always in to the same things. I like the costumes and such but I am an empath, and I see aura's. So it takes on whole different feelings for me. Not sure how well I would do in that kind of thing. Other than the dress up part. I got a whole bag of bondage costumes the White Ladies people gave me as a Sample Bag. The plans for them are in my head to."
She looks at him, "They set you up to be a dominator, but forgot to put in the training for it." she snickers about that.
"Oh I know How to do it, but I seem to lack the emotional motivation to do it." he sighs. "Besides I scryed the time lines and 2 of those girls would have come to quite horrible ends. The red head was to be tortured then eaten alive by some of Set's pets. The brunet was cooked and served, while still alive to a cult of canabils." he shows her their fates in his Master Mirrors. She pales, "Not fun ways to go at all. You are right about that. Ick. I can see why you got them. That is a near future to going by their looks."
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He nods and sighs, "I got them, not sure what to do with them cause anywhere else they come to bad ends, and I just can't have that." he sighs.
She gives him a long look then nods to her self. "Your a good person at heart. You like being helpful and want to be able to help others. Even when it gets you in over your head I suspect." he shrugs.
"Well for now, I think I will stick around and help you where I can. Besides I owe you for getting me out of that stupid bottle. That is a point of honor, just so you know." she tells him.
"That is how I ended up with Alric actually. Freed him from where he was trapped to, he decided the only way to repay me was to offer me his service. I said yes cause I see a good man trapped in a bad curse really."
She nods, "Well I maybe able to help there some. I know magic, have studied it some. In mortal terms I know up to 5th level spells."
"Do you count cantrips as a spell level ?" he ask.
She looks surprised, "no. Why ?"
"They do here. So by Local standards your up to 6th level spells. I am only up to 4th but I have read more and studied other things including mystism and supernatural stories."
Grinning at him, "Parapsychology ?"
He nods, "That to. Yes. Truthfully I would not turn down the help. The local mages are trying to help, but their understanding of magics is just not up to the same level as my own." he shrugs. "I do have some help already. The cloak has a very knowledgeable spirit in it. It's a Cloak of the Vagabond, the spirits name is Ag. He has been very helpful and gives me good advice to."
She looks at the cloak, "Oh nice. Holy Relics are impressive magics. Actually I am a follower of Vag myself. Bit of a Seeker you see."
"Me to. I even went around today and played lay priest to some of the cities poor. Ag guided me to those who needed his blessings." she nods in understanding.
Ag speaks up, "Ah Another seeker, wonderful. Someone else I can talk with. Mind you, Only Robert can call forth my items, with out his permission, at anyrate. It's a bit of a safty feature so I can't be used against him or the like."
She nods, "I completely understand. And I bet people are going to steal either that lamp or bottle, thinking I am bound to one, once they realize you have a djinni in your service."
"I have tracking spells and magic mirrors, and control the weather. So not really someone you want to be on the wrong side of." he states.
She stares, "Your a weather god ? Wind control and all that ?"
Shrugs, "More or less. Lean more toward the energy control side of it than the wind side. High end Kinetic, tele, pyro, cryo, bio, and electro types mostly."
She nods, "Lovely. I am an Air Elemental, which means you have some power over me in that regard. Though by your list you could probably control Effrete to."
"Maybe. Something I normally try not to do. I rather work with things than enslave them. Oh all these girls can not be freed because they don't want to be freed. Shule, the red head sold herself in to slavery. Sarah was born a slave and knows no other life and Brea Lyn, well actually she is an assassin who feels the need to be punished because of that life. She was forced in to it as a child. Raised in to it, but she is actually a good person at heart, and as such she became a masochist in order to be punished for her crimes."
Ellan looks at the mirrors, showing the girls, "Ok that last one is broken but happy to be so. Um, would you have any problems with me playing with them ?"
"Not at all, provided they are willing. It's a thing with me, forcing people to do things against their will bugs me."
Ellan nods, "I can see that. Especially given your present circumstances."
With that he leads her to the outer rooms where the ladies are straightening and really just doing make work type things as there is not a lot for them to do.
Alric about falls over when the Master comes Out of his sealed room with another beauty.
Robert calls them all over, "Ok. Everyone this is Ellan, she is staying with me for a bit to help me with a project. She is a mage. Ellan, this is Brea Lyn, Sarah, and Shule." points to each surprised girl as he names them.
Brea Lyn ask, "How do you know our names ?"
"I know because I researched you long before showing up at the auction today. I knew exactly whom I was coming for. I am a mage and craftsman with some highly sought after skills. So I am careful in finding people to work for me. Also, well 2 of you would have come to a rather bad end had I not been there today. Settites were in the crowd and they wanted you as human sacrifices to some really nasty dark gods which would have consumed your souls."
3 sets of shocked and fearful eyes, and one face palming warrior. Alric sighs, "Robert sir, you really need to work on how you put things."
Althea clears her throat, as she was standing just outside the door to the rooms, "I think he did that because I am here. He seems to get more honest in why he does things when I am around." she pauses in thought, "This is part of the compulsion isn't it ?"
He nods, "Yes. Not allowed to knowingly lie to you, so when your near I find it's really hard not to just blab things I would rather not say. Or I talk way to much about things of little import. Not how I am normally, just something about being in your presence brings it out."
She nods, "I have noticed that. Seems the closer I am physically the more it happens to. On the other hand I am not so miffed about the slaves now. But which two ?"
Fighting it, in tones of it being dragged out of him, "Brea Lyn and Shule."
Ellan gives him a compassionate look. Her people know all about Compulsions and Bindings.
"So why the other girl ?" Althea pushes.
"My wish. She is a potential from that wish, Told you about that already." he grouses.
Althea looks blank. "Huh ?"
Alric face palms again, "You really Don't listen very well do you. You know he was granted Most of a wish when your Wish pulled him to you. The White Lady is Trying to finish his wish with in the limits he has now. His wish for health, wealth and love. The Miss, being a slave, the Only way he could meet her was to buy her. Or are you just to Thick to understand that." He is practically yelling in the thralls face at the end of that. She looks ready to deck him though. She turns to Robert, indicating Alric, "Keep your servants in check Robert."
"Not my servent, he is my guard, Servants work in a different capacity and besides I agree with him. Your a twit." pure honest appraisal.
Althea screams and then storms out of the room.
Ellan shakes her head, "Ok then. You are in a bit of a spot. Bound to that girl and all. Those truth compulsions are annoying to." Ellan looks at Alric, "From what he told me, your with him as a point of Honor."
Alric nods, "I was trapped in a prison, he was rescueing all the prisoners. Most he sent on to other places. But I asked, because he is a mage, and well the curse I am under, if he would help me. He said he would try."
She nods, "I was trapped to, he freed me by accident no less. So I offered my skills as a mage and person who knows about magical bindings and compulsions, to help him in researching your curse. That is why I am here. In that vein I need to look you over, with out the highly enchanted armor. See if I can find out anything, so in to the room you go." she ushers him in to Robert's private room. Robert waves as he goes by, "Don't worry Alric, she is an expert in this area."
As soon as they leave, Robert finds himself the object of the women's curiosity mostly about this Wish for Love ?
Althea is miffed with Robert, with this whole situation really. She does not want him in their lives either. May have been different if she had gotten a pretty girl, but looking back on her wish and what she can recall of it, she never said male or female, only tall and pretty and smart, which he is. But he is also arrogant, insufferable and Magical. Ironically those traits in women she likes, in men she finds them annoying. The magic gave her a near perfect match, just the wrong gender for what she desired.
She runs in to Valdis. Another of Kittens thralls and a good woman to have at your back. A bit stiff in Althea's opinion but the woman is pure warrior really. Valdis looks at her, "Kitten told me about your misadventure with that wishing card. Bound yourself a good looking, god like man who you can't wrap around your little fingers."
Althea glares at the other woman, "You know I don't like doing that. But no, he can See peoples motivations and he does not like me, at all. Made that very clear to me just now. He went and bought a bunch of slave girls. Though two of them he got for pure reasons. To keep the Settites from getting them."
Valdis nods, thwarting the snakes is a good reason to do lots of things. "I was talking to Kitten, she is looking in to the Assun-an conspiricy on the local front. She say's their pattern is getting them closure to Cairo and we need to try and capture one of their teams. See if we can learn what their long term goal is. The mage maybe useful in that area, if we can get him to focus. Though I see asking you to ask him is likely to get you made in to something small and fluffy."
Althea's eyes went huge, she had managed to forget about that threat. Being made in to a Bunny. He can't kill her, but he can make her less annoying, and furry. She knows he is trying to find a way to break the spell binding them together to. But as it's from the White Lady, she of the Grand Fate, that is unlikely, unless he can figure out her hearts desire, something even she is unaware of, she can't see him doing it. At least not yet. But her real fear is he will figure out a way to make it so he can live his life with out her around to interfer with it. Being a bunny is the least of her fears around him. He is far more powerful a mage than any she has ever seen or heard of. Of course him being from a future world has a lot to do with that and makes him even more scary a person. She has nightmares of being trapped inside a mirror or shrank down and locked in to a tiny house or put in a bottle with a spell on it to keep her 'fresh' forever. Kitten would be furious of course. But then he just might stick her in a bottle to. Which also scares her. The only reason he has to let Kitten live, is she needs Kitten's blood to keep living. No immortal blood and she will become a very old lady very fast. She has seen old thralls die before. It's not a pretty sight. Her life is tied to Kittens, which till this time, she had no problem with. But now she has this mages life tied to hers and she is only now seeing how hard it is to have that with another person.
Valdis is watching Althea's mind go round and round. She is so easy to read, or push in to thinking certain things. It's not that she dislikes the other woman, it's just she is jealous of her relationship with Kitten. She is the Special one. Kittens true love. All Kittens other thralls are jealous of the girl. But most respect her to. She is loyal to a fault and a formidable warrior. If not for Caine's curse on Lady Kitten, most believe she would have been elivated to Immortality by now. But Caine cursed Kitten by making it so anyone she tried to turn would die horribly or worse would happen. So she resist doing that now.
Valdis leaves the whimpering girl as she heads to the Mages rooms. She is hoping he will be more cooperative with her and her mistresses needs.
What she finds is a very uncomfortable man, surrounded by 3 beautiful and amourous women who are intimidating him with their forwardness and desires to be good proper slaves and sex toys.
Valdis stares at these women. Finding just One like that is rare, and he has 3 of them, from one day of shopping. Man has a knack of a different sort, and it's likely to embaress him to death from what she is seeing.
From his style of dress, she suspects he is Arabic, or from somewhere close to that part of the world. Though his fair skin and blue eyes speak of other origins. She recalls he is part elven, which would explain the eyes. But the over all effect makes him an exotically beautiful man. The hieght and build don't hurt either. Yeah she could see bedding him to be fun. Provided he did not die of embaressment first.
Grinning at his predictament, "Pardon, Master Robert ?"
The girls, looking mildly disappointed at the interruption of thier tormenting on their new master, let him go. "YES!" he almost jumps at the new girl.
"Kitten sent me, she would like to request your help."
"Of course, what does the lady need." he slips easily in to a professional demeanor, pulling his clothing straight and becoming almost instantly the confident mage she was told to expect. She finds it interesting in how he was able to do that. Not many men, in her experience, are able to just change emotions so quickly. Not many women either, she thinks really.
"Private discussion please."
"My personal rooms are in use by a collegue of mine at present." he explains.
The white robed slave giggles, "His female collegue and his guard are making use of his bedroom."
Robert looks at the girl, "Ellan is a professional and Alric is Undead and incapable of that sort of activity."
Valdis has to ask, "How undead ?"
"Living Skeleton. Magic item he had got corrupted by outside interference and how it worked changed him. We are trying to figure out how and why it did that in hopes of setting things right. Mostly by removing the curse in such a way that it does not just kill him in the process."
Valdis nods, Good motivation and oblivisouly not something they are keeping secret about. Which she supposes is a good thing in some lights. Undead are not well liked, but those who try and Fix them are treated some better than those who make them. Though all are treated with a certain level of suspicion.
Kitten is going over reports of her agents when Robert is brought in by Valdis. He stands at ease in front of her table, waiting for her.
She glanced up and noted he is not wearing his cloak, but is dressed in an arabian styled robe with his armor under it, sword at his hip but no cane. Odd that, he usually has that with him even if nothing else. Though with his gifts, she suspects he can just call it to himself from where ever he left it with a thought.
She looks up at him, "We need to find and capture one of these Assun-an groups that are replacing officials. I was hoping you could scry out a group and help capture them."
He thinks about it, then gestures and 2 large oval mirrors appear on either side of him.
The odd thing about them is they were not reflecting him Or the room but some place else. He puts a hand out toward each one, mutters something in a language she has never heard before, not even the Magic Language. (he is speaking in computer slang and numbers actually, which is not nessisary, just doing it to add to the drama of it.) The images with in move around and change focus, showing a variety of places, then they lock on to a group that fit the actions of the ones they are looking for. They are in the home of a govenor. They confront him, a shrouded one pulls off his hood, revealing the govenors duplicate even as the agents move to capture the govenor. Robert steps through a mirror behind them and with a word freezes the humans.
The clone turns and attacks only to be struck down by a lightning strike. Robert cane appears in his hand and with a wave of it, all the agents become small, legless bunnies. The clone though, that one he wraps up in something like a mummy. Nods to the govenor, and with out a word vanishes.
Stepping back in to the room with Kitten, he changes the focus of the mirrors, "There you go, one group of enemy agents and a doppleganger. Dopplegangers are shape shifters. Can look like almost anyone and can read minds. It's how they can emulate people. Oh their reasons are simple really. They want to destableize the region, make it easier to destroy this nation. Their entire motivation is to drop the world back in to the stone age. From what I got from the Ganger, they are agents of Kinslayer and his need to control the world is all the motivation he has. Now then do you need anything else ?"
Kitten stares wide eyed at him, "Um no. That was most helpful. Thank you for your help."
He nods, shrinks the mirrors down to hand sized and puts them in a pocket.
She recognizes them as the mirrors he was using to scry with back in the prison.
"Uh, Robert ?" she starts, "If you had those mirrors in the prison why not use them to teleport everyone instead of the way you did it?"
"Cause there are only 3 of these in existance that I know of and I would like to keep the number of people who are aware of them down to a very few. I am presently trying to aquire the 3rd one. All 3 together are even more useful." He nods to her and walks away.
Valdis and Kitten watch him go before gathering up their prisoners and getting them in to magical cells, where they can interogate them properly.
The doppleganger, twitching in pain, laughs, "he will never get the 3rd one. The master has it. He will die if he goes after it."
Kitten nods. She hopes he does get it, and kills this things master when he does it.