Korixir Speaks
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 117810
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Kirixir, along with many of her brothers, was pinned to corkboard by her beautiful wings and put under a microscope. They had now been in Allaria for about a month, and there were more of them than when they had began. Victory was certain. Even some of the mages were beginning to pack up and go - but not enough that Kirixir could evade capture, it seemed. As she lay squirming, all six of her legs working at high speeds, under the bright, she heard her Lady's voice in her mind: "You are my chosen one. You are the reason all this is happening. I must return you to your old form, but fear not: I shall modify it. You must speak on my behalf, and make clear my intentions. Do not worry what they will do, for I shall protect you. I gift you now with your old intelligence, so you may hope to know what to say." The little roach stopped squirming, stunned as her mind expanded so drastically so quickly. The mage studying her at the time was called Arahim, court wizard of King Embron himself - and a former friend of Fred's. Korixir recognized him but vaguely, and did not care to pursue this vein of thought. She had to fulfill her lady's wishes. After considering her words deeply, she finally twiddled her antennae, communicating to her lady that she was ready. And in a flash, she began to grow, nearly crushing the table beneath her with her sudden girth, and sending Arahim reeling back in shock, dropping all his instruments to the ground. Before him stood a beautiful woman appearing in her late thirties, her long golden hair full of mud, her dress made entirely of dust which gathered thickly to cover her. She was quite small, barely five feet tall, with light skin tinged in many places with pale orange, but her presence in the room was enormous, mainly due to the two glistening pairs of wings she had stretched out as far as they could go. An extra pair of arms sprouted from near her waist, and from her forehead, a long set of antennae, reaching towards the ceiling. Scrambling backwards on the floor, he asked in a panic, rather uncouthly, "Who - what - how - !?" "I am Kirixir," she said, and her voice came out as a hiss, "and we come to take your kingdom now, rather than waiting." By now Arahim had begun to collect himself, and began a wobbly ascent to his feet, brushing himself off. "Who - what are you?" he asked. "Are - are you the Lady of Dust?" "No!" she said, appalled, and mildly outraged. "I am not she. I do, however, serve her." "Are you the general, or something similar? A position of authority?" "You could say that. You must understand we mean you no ill intent. But my lady has spoken. This kingdom would fall into ruin one day, many years from now. No longer is she content to sit passively by and wait. She feeds us the scraps, the detritus that we need, and men are ungrateful for our role in the cycle of life and death. Would you rather it all go unconsumed? She is weary of your ingratitude. The time has come to act." Arahim was reeling. This was a breakthrough if ever there were one. "You speak for her, then?" "I have been given the honor." "But weren't you one of the roaches on the board?" "I was." "How are you... like this now?" "I have two forms." He cocked his head. "How?" That... was a better question than he probably realized. Kirixir faltered for a moment, but shook her head. "By the generosity of my lady. She has no quarrel with you; she wishes only for us to be understood." "Well, I'm afraid she's made a quarrel, and quite a significant one. This is a terrible way to be understood, especially when she clearly can send creatures like you to communicate with us. Why hasn't she before now?" "It is no place of mine or yours to question her will," Kirixir hissed, affronted. Arahim chose this moment of unguardedness on her part to lob a sleeping spell at her. The ball of magic hit her square in the jaw and she was out cold, and would remain so for a few hours. Arahim immediately loaded her in a magical containment cell, and when he was done, he got to making calls and sharing what he knew with the mages who were still in the fight. Upon hearing what he had learned, they eventually agreed,
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