Intermission II, Part V: A Summit at Hassour

By Dagoth Fovon, High Priest of Hassour

My congregants stir with unease as I lurk within the confines of my chamber. It is rare I am away from them this long, but my heart beats with rage and my vision is red as I hear that Lord Odros has invited the Traitor to walk amongst my disciples. He asks me to allow no harm to come to him, but he turned his back on us when he could no longer face the divine light that Lord Dagoth brings. He betrayed us all and fled like a dog and now he wishes to walk into my home and speak as a friend when he is no friends, he is nothing but a liar and a deceiver! I would gut him myself if Lord Odros’ orders were not so clear and thus I must suffer him, a snake in my home, and I must do so with a grin, but I worry my teeth will break before a grin cracks across my face.

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He walked amongst our house and we welcomed him as a brother, but he turned his back on us and went crawling into the hands of the False Gods. He denounced us as his brethren and his family because he found himself sickened by the gifts of Lord Dagoth and now he wants to come and speak to us now that he has found the lies of his new family too sweet to stomach any longer? How dare he! HOW DARE HE! HE SHOULD BE RIPPED APART LIMB BY LIMB NOT WELCOMED INTO MY HOME AS AN HONORED GUEST! HE IS NO GUEST! HE IS A BETRAYER AND THE MOUTH OF THE LIAR-GODS!

But I must accept him. I must. I have no choice, for Lord Odros has requested this of me and I am not one to deny the requests of my betters, but surely he understands the weight of what it is he asks. Surely he recognizes that to ask me to not only stay my blade but to stay those of my disciples, it is a request of the highest order. But it’s one I must follow, even though it ignites a fire in m that burns hotter than the heart of the Red Mountain. I only wish Lord Odros would allow my blade to slip and I could do to this traitor what it is he deserves for his crimes and his betrayal, but I can’t—no matter how much I wish I could.

It doesn’t matter though.

I just pray that Lord Odros sees the light and that we may extract justice from the traitor’s flesh.

-Dagoth Fovon, High Priest of Hassour