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For Rhianneth
Terrakis
Neither he nor his fellows exhibit any emotion as she laughs, for the derision of such a creature as this is of little consequence. He simply waits until her laughter subsides and her remarks are finished, his eyes all the while studying her movements intently. She is bold, of that there is no doubt. Bold, yes, and lacking much in the faculty of judgment. He wonders then, if it is not so much her strength of will, but her amusing foolishness that so charmed the One they name father.
“What you seek is unimportant, woman,” he says once she has finished speaking. “Foolish woman!” It is his turn now to laugh, a sound neither mirthful nor derisive but simply cold. Again, he indicates his brothers with a sweep of his arm. “We are his heirs, woman. You are no such thing. I see you have lost nothing of your proverbially poor judgment, you who so derisively underestimated the man of storms, you who simply abandoned our father thereafter, you whose defensive improvements to his tower left its roof undefended,” a note of anger sounds in his voice as he recites these events, an anger that is echoed in the movements of his brothers. A mighty arm tenses for a moment as if it would shoot forward and snap the body of the woman to pieces. His voice is cold as he continues, “No, woman, you are no heir. You are simply one in whom he placed his trust and proved herself unworthy of so great a gift. He esteemed you; whether or not breath continues to fill your lungs, however, is a very open question here where we know you only as the one who failed him.”
“Let us be clear about one more thing as well,” anger now gives way to a cold amusement in his words. “You did not come here at all. You were brought here, a helpless lump of stone seized from the lair of a hag.” Stooping he picks up a handful of broken stone, the pieces of what seem to have been statues. “Even your stammered mockery has been given to you, bought with the lives of those fools with whom you ventured below, in whose breaking was found your freedom.” He closes his fingers around the pieces of stone, crushing them and casting them casually back to the ground. “That you were important to him, and no other reason is why your stone form was taken from the hag. That you failed him was reason enough to have left you a motionless lump of rock, or to destroy you entirely…..” Again the tone of his words changes and the confident authority which surrounds him becomes even more oppressive, a thing that only the strongest of wills could hope to resist, and only then after no small struggle.
“….. And so it would have been, woman, had there been no one to intercede on your behalf …..”
ooc: Needless to say, I have a bit more ready to go, but as the post was getting long it seemed best to break it at this point and give you a chance to respond. Terrakis even moreso than the other Giants of Shadow is an overwhelming presence, and Rhianneth will have to successfully save vs fear at -3 to even have a chance at maintaining her arrogant demeanor in the face of the giant.
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