KharaelKharael fixes you with a stare that holds the promise of pain and torment. Your jeering has obviously struck a nerve.
YOU"The carnage behind us... The Reaving Tempest are not allies of the Black Heart, but cattle slaughtered to keep Nazrakhei alive!"
YOU[Lie] "Still smarting from the Arebennian interrupting your trial, Nazrakhei? Are you making the Reaving Tempest do your dirty work and go against the Arebennian's will, even though it was he who helped Marazhai escape Commorragh?"
Archon Nazrakhei"WHAT?" Nazrakhei seems to be trying to incinerate you with his glare.
MarazhaiMarazhai turns to you, looking even more puzzled than the Archon... but recovers in time to don an arrogant expression. "How cunning! The rabble can be fed to the angry Harlequins, and you can reap the fruits of their labours..."
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KharaelKharael freezes. There is genuine terror in his gaze directed at Marazhai. "The mad servants of Cegorach... have allied themselves with the Aezyrraesh?" He looks back at his companions, clearly distraught at the mention of the Harlequins.
YOU"The carnage behind us... The Reaving Tempest are not allies of the Black Heart, but cattle slaughtered to keep Nazrakhei alive!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Lie] "Still smarting from the Arebennian interrupting your trial, Nazrakhei? Are you making the Reaving Tempest do your dirty work and go against the Arebennian's will, even though it was he who helped Marazhai escape Commorragh?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Even I can clearly see that the offer to join the Black Heart is a ploy — a false lifeline tossed out to desperate souls. And I am just a mon-keigh!"
YOU[Produce a weapon] "Enough, Marazhai! Let us just kill them all, is that not what we came here for?"
MarazhaiHe shakes his head. "I have grown tired of all this chatter... but..." He casts a rapturous glance at Nazrakhei and grabs his weapon. "If I cut out the heart of that decrepit wreck myself, it will have been worth it!"
Archon Nazrakhei"Kill them! Kill everyone except the whelp, I need him alive!"
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Archon NazrakheiNazrakhei looks at Kharael. "That is enough. Your life was spared for a purpose — it is time to fulfil it."
KharaelThe Drukhari hesitates, then exchanges glances with the nearby Kabalites, slowly unsheathes the weapon, and raises it. "Enough grovelling before the doomed... Better to die free and on my own terms than to remain a dead man's plaything."
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YOU"Even I can clearly see that the offer to join the Black Heart is a ploy — a false lifeline tossed out to desperate souls. And I am just a mon-keigh!"continues where this line first appears above
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Kharael"Temper your hubris, mon-keigh. I will not listen to the whimpering of prey!"
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YOU[Lie] "Still smarting from the Arebennian interrupting your trial, Nazrakhei? Are you making the Reaving Tempest do your dirty work and go against the Arebennian's will, even though it was he who helped Marazhai escape Commorragh?"continues where this line first appears above
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Archon NazrakheiThere is something familiar about Nazrakhei's face and movements... until you understand you have seen the same lurching gestures, the same twitching in Marazhai after he withered and was driven insane by the unceasing whispering of the warp. It seems the Archon has spent too long in realspace.
YOU[Look at Marazhai]
MarazhaiMarazhai's face is a complex mask of emotions — rage, astonishment and realisation. He begins to speak, his voice unusually hoarse and quiet, the words meant only for Nazrakhei's ears. "You... were not planning to overthrow Yremeryss. You did not plan to make me the new Archon of the Reaving Tempest. From the beginning... you only wanted to destroy my Kabal."
Archon Nazrakhei"The Reaving Tempest... Such a grand name for a pile of rubbish led by a haughty bitch. The snivelling wretch thought she could bend the laws of Commorragh to extract the Kabal from the protection of the Black Heart. No one rejects our favour without consequence."
Archon Nazrakhei"I had just begun planning raids on the spire... when who should come to me? You. The Kabal's Dracon, who longed to regain the favour of the Black Heart. You asked for an alliance to bolster the loyalty of the Reaving Tempest. You pledged your allegiance. I confess, for a moment I even entertained the thought of installing you as Archon... but that moment melted away at the thought of tearing the Reaving Tempest apart from the inside without having to lift a finger."
Marazhai"You were the one to suggest holding a fake trial for Yremeryss. No matter the outcome, you promised to condemn her in the name of the Black Heart, your voice being second only to that of Asdrubael Vect himself. You let me set the stage with my own hands..." Marazhai's voice trembles with admiration and rage. "And then you delivered the verdict, stripping the Reaving Tempest of its Dracon and showing the others that the Kabal had made a mistake and grown weak."
YOU"What about Nocturne of Oblivion? What part did he play during the trial?"
Archon NazrakheiNazrakhei gives you an exasperated look but does not deign to reply.
Marazhai"He does not know, [Name]." Marazhai answers you mockingly. "The great Archon of the Black Heart does not have the slightest idea what the Arebennian was doing at his little trial."
Archon Nazrakhei"You forget yourself, whelp." For a brief moment, a spark of rage surfaces from under Nazrakhei's mask of arrogant tranquillity.
YOU"What about Nocturne of Oblivion? What part did he play during the trial?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"So the Reaving Tempest was doomed from the start?"
Archon Nazrakhei"The outcome was known long before the story began. One Aezyrraesh brought the wrath of the Black Heart upon her Kabal, the other became the first pillar to fall at my command. And now... the remnants of the Kabalites still loyal to Vect will put an end to the history of the departed Kabal. They brought me to you, and they will drag you back to Commorragh in chains."
KharaelKharael's voice is devoid of any emotion. "The Aezyrraesh have lost the right to be considered the first among us. If the Black Heart wills it, we will destroy those who have dishonoured the Kabal."
Marazhai"Hmm." Marazhai pierces Kharael with his gaze before shifting it back to Nazrakhei. "Then why did you serve me so well by bringing my sworn enemy here, Kharael? Both he and the remnants of the Reaving Tempest will be mine..." Marazhai slaps the Soul-Trap hanging from his belt and laughs derisively. "...and I will forever listen to your agony!"
Archon Nazrakhei"Kill them! Kill everyone except the whelp, I need him alive!"continues where this line first appears above
KharaelYou find your attention drawn to Kharael. When he looks at Nazrakhei, there is no reverence or subservience in his gaze, only grim amusement. "I would argue with that statement, but we are talking too much as it is. What are your orders, Archon?"
Archon Nazrakhei"You are right, Kabalite. I have heard enough. Seize Aezyrraesh this instant!"
Kharael"I was not talking to you, living corpse." The Drukhari's burning gaze is directed past Nazrakhei — at Marazhai.
YOU"Marazhai... you knew. There is no way you could not have known."
MarazhaiMarazhai's gleeful smile provides you with a conclusive answer.
Kharael"Did you really think we would just bow before the Black Heart, Nazrakhei? The same Kabal that tried to dispose of us?" The Drukhari tilts his head mockingly. "It was foolish to expect us to grovel before a feeble corpse, crumbling under the burden of years, unable to endure the call of Sai'lanthresh with dignity."
Archon NazrakheiNazrakhei's voice resembles a snake's hiss: "Vect will not forgive those who dared challenge the Black Heart!"
MarazhaiMarazhai laughs mockingly. "Vect will not care about a massacre with no survivors. Have at them, sisters and brothers!"
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YOU"The betrayer is betrayed. What pleasing irony!"
MarazhaiMarazhai casts a glance at you and shrugs in a contrived gesture he has clearly adopted from humans.
Kharael"Did you really think we would just bow before the Black Heart, Nazrakhei? The same Kabal that tried to dispose of us?" The Drukhari tilts his head mockingly. "It was foolish to expect us to grovel before a feeble corpse, crumbling under the burden of years, unable to endure the call of Sai'lanthresh with dignity."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Wait. I did not understand any of that."
MarazhaiMarazhai hisses through his teeth. "Settle down. You were not expected to understand."
Kharael"Did you really think we would just bow before the Black Heart, Nazrakhei? The same Kabal that tried to dispose of us?" The Drukhari tilts his head mockingly. "It was foolish to expect us to grovel before a feeble corpse, crumbling under the burden of years, unable to endure the call of Sai'lanthresh with dignity."continues where this line first appears above
MarazhaiThe Kabalites of the Reaving Tempest are in no hurry to carry out the will of their new patron. You notice the looks directed at Marazhai — it seems his arrival has made some of the turncoats question their choices.
YOU"You claim all the work was done for you, xenos, but why, then, are you behaving as though you have been stuck in realspace for too long?"
MarazhaiMarazhai blinks in confusion, tilts his head, and lets out an amazed chuckle. "By the suns' light, you are not wrong! You are withered! What happened, Nazrakhei? Why did the mighty Archon of the Black Heart not remain lurking in the Webway, but instead chose to crawl out into Sai'lanthresh's hunting grounds? Has he been... driven out?"
Archon NazrakheiThe mask of calm vanishes from Nazrakhei's face, revealing the countenance of a raging maniac. "Another word, Aezyrraesh, and your future torment will multiply a hund—"
Marazhai"Who are you to interrupt me, outcast?" Marazhai hurls each word into the air like a well-calculated blow. "You, head of the Obsidian Court, are too old and decrepit to risk wasting your life force out in realspace! And yet you are here, Nazrakhei, because of a lowly gladiator from the arena? Or perhaps because of a Kabalite who escaped the Dark City with his life in spite of your sentence, and who thus made a mockery of Asdrubael Vect's Kabal? You have been cast out of Commorragh until you correct your blunder!"
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Idira"Honestly, sometimes I just can't tell if I should be scared of the sheer cheek of our skinny xenos or impressed by it..."
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MarazhaiA wave of voices ripples through the ranks of the Kabalites of the Reaving Tempest. Sinisthoria, who is watching the altercation, grins reflexively, and Nazrakhei freezes like a statue.
Marazhai"Well, meat?" Marazhai looks around, his lips curving. "How does it feel to be the attack dogs of an Archon who has fallen out of favour with Vect himself? How long have you all been kept here, huddled together with your crumbling overseer? Do you still believe they will not feed you to Sai'lanthresh when you are no longer needed, most likely alongside Nazrakhei?"
YOU"The carnage behind us... The Reaving Tempest are not allies of the Black Heart, but cattle slaughtered to keep Nazrakhei alive!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Lie] "Still smarting from the Arebennian interrupting your trial, Nazrakhei? Are you making the Reaving Tempest do your dirty work and go against the Arebennian's will, even though it was he who helped Marazhai escape Commorragh?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Even I can clearly see that the offer to join the Black Heart is a ploy — a false lifeline tossed out to desperate souls. And I am just a mon-keigh!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Produce a weapon] "Enough, Marazhai! Let us just kill them all, is that not what we came here for?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Produce a weapon] "Enough, Marazhai! Let us just kill them all, is that not what we came here for?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am so tired of your confusing xenos intrigues..."
Archon Nazrakhei"The outcome was known long before the story began. One Aezyrraesh brought the wrath of the Black Heart upon her Kabal, the other became the first pillar to fall at my command. And now... the remnants of the Kabalites still loyal to Vect will put an end to the history of the departed Kabal. They brought me to you, and they will drag you back to Commorragh in chains."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"So the Reaving Tempest was doomed from the start?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am so tired of your confusing xenos intrigues..."continues where this line first appears above
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AbelardAbelard rubs his temple. "Do I understand correctly that one xenos gang devoured another xenos gang... just to indulge the maniacal whims of one xenos ringleader?"
Heinrix"To put it succinctly, yes."
Abelard"It baffles me how these enemies of Humanity did not wipe each other out centuries ago..."
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YOU"So the remains of the Reaving Tempest have joined a different Kabal?"
Archon Nazrakhei"You have spoiled your pet, Marazhai. A mon-keigh that dares to speak in the presence of Aeldari... You could have at least sewn its mouth shut so as not to offend your ears with its ceaseless yapping."
SinisthoriaThe Succubus next to Nazrakhei looks at you. "The Aezyrraesh betrayed and offended their Kabal. One by her weakness and irreverence, the other by his pathetic performance at the Obsidian Court and an alliance with the mon-keigh. To call oneself of the Reaving Tempest these days is to be dishonoured. Its former members may pass into death or into servitude to a different master. Archon Nazrakhei granted his favour to the scum who once served the Aezyrraesh."
Archon Nazrakhei"I gave them the privilege of joining the Black Heart, the greatest Kabal of glorious Commorragh. But only if they tracked down and brought back the last surviving member of the former Archon's line, the last living Aezyrraesh. Your former warriors have done their part, though not without assistance from the Wyches of the Fatal Thirst. But that is no reason to deny them credit."
MarazhaiYou hear the creaking of gloves as Marazhai's hands clutch his blade grips, a telltale sign that he is not merely annoyed but beside himself with fury.
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YOU"So the remains of the Reaving Tempest have joined a different Kabal?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"So the invitation was a trap after all. By the stars, you Drukhari are so predictable!"
KharaelKharael, the Drukhari negotiator, casts a glance at you. "You don't say?" An unkind smile crosses his face.
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YOU"So the remains of the Reaving Tempest have joined a different Kabal?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"So the invitation was a trap after all. By the stars, you Drukhari are so predictable!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Betray Marazhai] "Hey, xenos! Collect your rubbish, I have no use for it."
MarazhaiA blow aimed between the plates of Marazhai's armour catches him off guard and causes him to lose his balance. In the next instant, Sinisthoria vanishes from her position and reappears next to you, her Wych's blade slicing through the air and cleaving Marazhai's backbone.
Sinisthoria"Do not think I will let you die easily, my pet." The Succubus grabs the wheezing Marazhai by the hair and roughly pulls his head back. "We have many, many hours to spend together... perhaps I will not find it in me to part with you, and you will become my favourite sentient lounge chair, Aezyrraesh. Only time will tell."
Archon NazrakheiNazrakhei glances at the Wyches dragging Marazhai's body away and turns to you. "Hmm. Why did you do it, mon-keigh? Do you really think I would stoop to making a deal with your kind?"
YOU"A deal? No, just a token gift will suffice. You did not even have to get your hands dirty with Marazhai."
Archon NazrakheiNazrakhei chuckles. "Fair enough. Very well... here is your reward, mon-keigh. Now get out of here, and wait for another visit. The Black Heart will soon come to exact tribute from your kin, so you had better be ready."
MarazhaiThe Archon of the Black Heart makes a dismissive gesture, and the Drukhari melt away among the debris and shadows of the ravine. Xenos engines start roaring in the distance as the black voidships begin their ascent into the sky.
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YOU"Consider this, Archon. You may find it useful to have agents of your own among the mon-keigh. There are entire worlds under my command, filled with millions of victims..."
Archon NazrakheiNazrakhei narrows his eyes. "A servant of the Kabal... perhaps, mon-keigh, perhaps. I will send you an envoy when the time comes. Until then, you had better be ready for the arrival of my raiding parties, if you value your life."
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MarazhaiMarazhai shrugs, clearly mimicking the human gesture. "So neither of us had any doubt about what was going to happen here."
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YOU"So the remains of the Reaving Tempest have joined a different Kabal?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"So the invitation was a trap after all. By the stars, you Drukhari are so predictable!"continues where this line first appears above
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Archon Nazrakhei"Your mon-keigh master/mistress does not even let you speak without permission, whelp?" Nazrakhei's voice drips with venom. "You are pathetic, Marazhai. Perhaps you should think of your impending doom... as deliverance."
SinisthoriaThe Succubus next to Nazrakhei looks at you. "The Aezyrraesh betrayed and offended their Kabal. One by her weakness and irreverence, the other by his pathetic performance at the Obsidian Court and an alliance with the mon-keigh. To call oneself of the Reaving Tempest these days is to be dishonoured. Its former members may pass into death or into servitude to a different master. Archon Nazrakhei granted his favour to the scum who once served the Aezyrraesh."continues where this line first appears above
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Archon NazrakheiNazrakhei speaks slowly, savouring every word. It is obvious that getting to Marazhai is a long-held ardent desire that has finally been realised.
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Marazhai"[Name] is right, is he/she not?" Marazhai shifts his gaze to Kharael. "How long have you been trying to convince yourself that handing over your brothers-in-arms to this decrepit wreck is the only way to survive, hmm? Hoping to buy mercy by degrading yourself to a mere plaything? Cowardice and sycophancy are your new names, envoy of the Reaving Tempest!"
Kharael"I..." Kharael is clearly taken aback by this statement. He draws back, glancing at the Kabalites around him.
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Kharael"Enough, mon-keigh. No one here is interested in your pathetic speculations."
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YOU"Even I can clearly see that the offer to join the Black Heart is a ploy — a false lifeline tossed out to desperate souls. And I am just a mon-keigh!"continues where this line first appears above
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MarazhaiThe Drukhari look foreign against the background of the gorge, long black figures that stir into motion when you appear. One after the other, the warriors of the Kabal of the Reaving Tempest turn, and you can almost physically feel their eyes land on you. It is surprising, but none of them raises their weapon.
MarazhaiMarazhai casts a glance at the xenos and hisses in satisfaction. "Look, [Name]. Can you see their poses? The incline of their heads? And most importantly, they are more numerous than I expected to see after all Commorragh rallied against the Ka—"
Archon NazrakheiYou know the xenos in the split golden mask. The figure who presided over your fake inquisitorial trial emerges from the haze of anguished memory, shrouded in the parasite-induced gloom.
Marazhai"Nazrakhei. Archon of the Black Heart. In the flesh. What a surprise." Marazhai's voice is deliberately calm, but you catch a note of genuine surprise, even amazement. This is the last thing he was expecting.
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Marazhai"A raid, mon-keigh. Not a hunt for a single fugitive."
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Argenta"Well, Rogue Trader? Why are we wasting time... when all our targets are out in the open? Give... the order..." Argenta is shaking with the desire to raise her weapon.
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Archon Nazrakhei"You came, you foolish whelp." The mere sound of Nazrakhei's voice gives you an itchy feeling in your head where the brain-eating maggot was once nestled. "Kharael was not lying when he claimed you would be stupid enough, or brazen enough, to show yourself before the Reaving Tempest again... or rather, before the new ranks of the Black Heart."
YOU[Nod toward the female Drukhari next to Nazrakhei] "Who is that?"
Marazhai"Sinisthoria. The last Succubus from the Cult of the Fatal Thirst that ruled the arena." Marazhai responds without taking his eyes off his kin. "It was she who suggested I join the Bloodstained Proselytes instead of decorating her chambers with my innards."
Sinisthoria"My rebellious toy." Sinisthoria's voice rings with every imaginable shade of cruelty. "You did not honestly think your ridiculous escape from the Cult that had graciously given you refuge would be forgiven, did you?"
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YOU"What are all these Drukhari leaders doing here?"
Marazhai"Indeed, Nazrakhei." Marazhai's voice is dull and almost bored. "What are the Great Archon and his pet Succubus doing here?"
Archon NazrakheiNazrakhei is in no hurry to reply, running a finger along the edge of his blade and gazing intently at Marazhai. "I have come to teach you a lesson, whelp. To make an example out of you in the presence of the rest of your wretched Kabal, which the Black Heart has graciously accepted into its ranks."
YOU"Impressive, Marazhai. They sent an entire cavalcade of highborn xenos after you."
MarazhaiMarazhai grins back. "Well spotted, [Name]. An entire cavalcade... What happened, Nazrakhei? What is the reason for all this attention?"
Archon NazrakheiNazrakhei is in no hurry to reply, running a finger along the edge of his blade and gazing intently at Marazhai. "I have come to teach you a lesson, whelp. To make an example out of you in the presence of the rest of your wretched Kabal, which the Black Heart has graciously accepted into its ranks."continues where this line first appears above
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Idira"You're a bit late. He's playing with someone else these days..."
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YOU"Impressive, Marazhai. They sent an entire cavalcade of highborn xenos after you."continues where this line first appears above
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MarazhaiThe Drukhari look foreign against the background of the gorge, long black figures that watch you closely and grip their weapons. The warriors of the Kabal of the Reaving Tempest are tracking your every move, apparently ready for anything.
Marazhai"The warm welcome of my kin." Marazhai's mouth twists in contempt. "But I can feel their fear. It is a good si—"
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MarazhaiThe Drukhari look foreign against the background of the gorge, long black figures that brandish their weapons when you approach. An angry whisper runs through the ranks of the xenos — it seems they can barely restrain themselves from lunging at you.
MarazhaiMarazhai answers the unkind rumbling with contemptuous laughter. "Excellent! I expected nothing less! Do you hear how much anger my mere appearance provokes? Oh, how I will cherish this slaug—"
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