**Killing the Keeper and dumb Alisani keeps bothering me about her dumb survey**

Alisani tells you 'Last chance Commander!'

You tell Alisani 'Fer what?'

(274/1212hp 299/410m 906/906mv 1 AM 171 indoor civilized none 24350tnl) 
The Keeper's claw EVISCERATES you!
You sure are BLEEDING!
Your slash *** DEMOLISHES *** the Keeper!
Your cleave MANGLES the Keeper!
You deliver a blow of deadly force!
Your slash does UNSPEAKABLE things to the Keeper!
The Keeper is DEAD!!
You receive 0 experience points (40% bonus).

You apply a poultice to your wounds.
You feel less sick.

You mutter quietly to yourself.

You say 'Course.'

**Of course the equation is gone, who doesn't love killing the Keeper for shits and gigs?**

You tell Alisani 'Yer gonna jump in a scrap pile a iron an' put us all outta our misery?'

Alisani tells you 'Out of the bloody fifty people I had to document, there is only one left. I've
recorded the Gods, Emperor, leaders, Mummies, but nothing from someone as strong as you with a voice 
to match.'

You tell Alisani 'Fine, ask yer dumb questions.'

Alisani tells you 'The cherry on top is you! Oh, how fitting.'

Alisani tells you 'This isn't church, we speak in an academic arena right now. But, I don't judge
you... I uh... I assume you're chaotic though right?'

You tell Alisani 'What were yer first clue?'

You tell Alisani 'Thought yer flower-sniffers was supposed ter be smart?'

Alisani tells you 'My first time seeing you killing eight guards and a magistrate!'

Alisani tells you 'That gave it away, I just... try to see the good in people.'

You tell Alisani 'Yer more like ter find evil if yer look close 'nough.'

Alisani tells you 'Oh dear you are brutal, this is staggering. I finish writing and I will be out of
your hair.'

You have received a note from Alisani Sanaai.

(538/1108hp 360/410m 866/906mv 12 PM 171 indoor civilized none 24350tnl) 
[ 15] Thu Nov 19 18:58:38 2020
From   : Alisani Sanaai
To     : Graevnik
Subject: MVotL - #49 Duerg E-C

1) Purely from the perspective of a citizen in a protected city. Do you
personally feel more secure when the Tribunal are:
A) Of the Light.    
B) Of Darkness.
C) No Moral Opinion.                    
D) You couldn't care less.

2) For the city to stay safe, hard decisions have to be made and blood almost
always has to be spilled. Do you prefer knowing:
A) Always pure decisions are made.      
B) However evil to get the job done.
C) Just keep me safe, I don't want to know what happens.             
D) You couldn't care less.

3) Do you feel like most Tribunal truly care about you as citizens of your
city? (Y/N)

4) Would you be surprised if a Tribunal broke the law? (Y/N)

5) Do you think a strong Tribunal presence in the protected cities indirectly
increases order in all of Thera? (Y/N)

6E) Do or would you care about the goodly souls and their well-being that you
protect in a position of law? (Y/N)

Please format your answers like the provided example below and speak them to
me when you've decided your answers and I will record them verbatim.
"1A-2A-3Y-4N-5Y-6GY"

Thank you dearly for your participation in my scholastic elective study! If
you would like to share any further opinions, don't hesitate to contact me.

-Alisani Sanaai

You address your note to: Alisani

You set the subject of your note to: Dumb Questions

**Cedany had made a picture and Gnimos the big ol' dickface had taken it at one point.**

Cedany tells you 'Did you want that sketch I made back? It's nothing of importance'

Cedany tells you 'But I was annoyed Gnimos had it'

You tell Cedany 'Thief, ain't he?'

You tell Cedany 'Can't even follow 'is own laws.'

Cedany tells you 'Most Tribunal members are.'

Cedany tells you 'But they steal lives instead of items, generally.'

You tell Cedany 'I like yer paintin, yer kin bring it ter th' village.'

Cedany tells you 'I have no idea where your village is.'

You tell Cedany 'Yer gotta be kiddin me.'

Cedany tells you 'Would any elf admit to such gross incompetence so readily?'

You tell Cedany 'Prolly not.'

You wield the Hammer of Muspellsheim.
The Hammer of Muspellsheim feels like a part of you!

Cedany tells you 'Not like I can hike over there to heal anyone, nor can I raid... so it has not
been terribly vital.'

You tell Cedany 'See yer at em large crossroads, I show yer where it is, mebbe yer kin paint it.'

Cedany tells you 'Clearly I need to submit that painting to Gnimos' contest. He'd love that.'

Cedany tells you 'You're not going to try and kill me, are you?'

You tell Cedany 'Got my big iron hammer case yer up ter no good wit em I Know magics, but I ain't
gonna whack yer this time.'

Cedany tells you 'And I've got my foot!'

You tell Cedany 'I don't need no lucky foots.'

Cedany tells you 'It wouldn't be lucky with where I'd lodge it!'

**Little cameo by Panmorne who gave me a little boost for being a mageslayer**

[BATTLE LEADERS] Panmorne: Halimar, is it?

[BATTLE LEADERS] Graevnik: Oi, it is.

[BATTLE LEADERS] Panmorne: He ain't bad at killing, that's sure enough. But you think he has what it
takes to train other Villagers?

[BATTLE LEADERS] Graevnik: He took right ter teach Vathnar, even though he don't know his arse from
'is ear.

Cedany tells you 'By Einoh... I have to walk from Galadon. Be there soon... ish. MY LEGS.'

[BATTLE LEADERS] Panmorne: Swell enough for me. If you chose badly, I'll knock you both upside the
head.

[BATTLE LEADERS] Panmorne: Also, congratulations on being a Mageslayer, Commander.

[BATTLE LEADERS] Panmorne: You're a damned violent bloody bugger, sure enough!

[BATTLE LEADERS] Graevnik: Figgers ter be awake more, an' knows lots about em things fer th' veil.

[BATTLE LEADERS] Graevnik: I know it, at's th' point, ain't it?

[BATTLE LEADERS] Panmorne: Hah! Spose so, you bearded brute!

*51 Duerg War* (PK) [BATTLE] Graevnik Uor'luja the Mageslayer, Commander of Battle

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A Large Crossroads 
  Constructed of great slabs of closely fitted stone, the Eastern Road
intersects two decidedly different roads here.  To the north is a shady
lane that slopes slightly upwards as it transforms itself into Bramblefield
Road.  Constructed of a multitude of flat stones, the wide road to the
south runs through a sparse forest of twisted and stunted trees.  Both
the western and eastern segments run straight as a bow shot towards the
horizon, dividing the dwarf forest to the south from the cultivated fields
and pastures to the north.  A few wagons and carts are visible in a dusty
clearing just off the road to the southwest.
 
[Exits: north east south west]
     A sign points north towards Voralian City and south to the Dwarven Forest.
     Sunk into the center of the crossroads is a worn, steel marker.
(Translucent) (White Aura) The wizened Cedany is an image of classic elven poise, even as her ink
-stained hands tremble.
 
Cedany squints.

With nothing better to say, you grunt something vague.

Cedany gives you an elegant, beautifully written scroll 'to Graevnik'.

You beckon for everyone to follow.

You grin evilly.

Cedany now follows you.

**Even evil people gotta help the noobs.**

You put an elegant, beautifully written scroll 'to Graevnik' in a massive copper banded trunk.

Cedany says 'An adventure with Graevnik.'

You say 'Yer payin attention?'

Cedany says 'I've done everything now, I can die at peace.'

Cedany says 'As much as I can.'

You grin evilly.

You say 'Ol' ruins from em giants in th' past.'

Cedany says 'I know it's near that... Osta-place. You yelled at me.'

You nod grimly.

You say 'Through th' breach.'

Before a Fortified Hillock 
  A large mound of earth has been pushed up here, forming a strategically
planned barrier to the village just beyond. Behind the earthen barricade
stand the gates -- heavy, massive, fortified iron gates that require much
muscle-power to move -- and beyond them you can see the faces of numerous
huts, most looking as rugged as the hills before you. In the distance,
people move about within the secluded village, and smoke drifts up from
various campfires and cookstoves. The gruff sound of barbaric voices drifts
to you on the wind, as does the occasional burst of laughter and clang of
metal.
 
[Exits: east west]
A massive giant stands here, prepared to sacrifice himself for the village.
A massive giant says 'Welcome, great warrior.'

Cedany says 'Oh!'

Cedany pats a massive giant on its head.
A massive giant pats Cedany on her head.

Cedany says 'Oh he's so nice!'

You say 'Git a good look so yer kin make us a good paintin.'
Cedany beams a smile at a massive giant.

Cedany scans west.

Cedany squints.

You say 'En then sod off, cause I got some stupid questions ter answer an I gotta git some rest.'

Cedany says 'Your village...'

Your ears perk with interest.

Cedany says 'Could use a bit of a non-linear path, I'd think.'

The lightning has stopped.

You snort.

You say 'What for, git here an' git ter fightin.'

Cedany says 'But it makes it easy to paint.'

Cedany says 'Thank you for showing me.'

Cedany smiles happily.

Cedany waves happily.

With nothing better to say, you grunt something vague.

Cedany says 'That's not a bad thing.'

Cedany glares around herself.

Cedany says 'I can't commune here?'

You chortle at the humorous events before you.

Cedany says 'How unholy...'

Cedany sniffs.

You say 'Course yer can't.'

Cedany says 'That's...'

Cedany flares her nostrils disdainfully.

You say 'Least not yer... '

You say 'Disappearin act.'

You mutter quietly to yourself.

You say 'Stupid elfs.'

**Head into the village to finish writing the note to Alisani**

Alisani tells you 'I suggested the Gods called you the Brutal Cherry on Top. But, I guess you had to
go and ruin it.'

You tell Alisani 'On account a all th' murderin in yer cities.'

**Finish writing out my note.**

(1108/1108hp 410/410m 906/906mv 11 PM 171 indoor civilized none 24350tnl) note show
From   : Graevnik Uor'luja
To     : Alisani
Subject: Dumb Questions

Flower-sniffing, limp-wristed, shite-for-brains,

1. - Dead.

2. - The more blood the better, special when its yours.

3. - Hah.

4. - Hah.

5. - No, more prey for my wolfs.

6. - The only law is natural law, it doesn't care so I don't either.

Eat shite with an iron spoon and die a terrible death,

Graevnik Uor'luja, Mageslayer, Commander of Battle

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Ok.

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You tell Alisani 'Had one a em smarty-pants scribes write it fer me. Yer git it?'

Alisani tells you 'I-i. Yes, Commander. I, thank you for your input.'

Alisani tells you 'I will move back into the arena of morality and order with you.'

You tell Alisani 'An' I hope yer die from a iron anvil fallin on yer head while yer sleep.'

Alisani tells you 'Well. I don't live in a blacksmith's basement, but maybe if you find where I lay
you'll get your wish.'

You tell Alisani 'How yer know I ain't already dispatched em kobold 'ssassins?'

**And scene.**