Patrollogs
(Alexander's bargaining)
[Wed Mar 27 2024]
In Town Hall Northern Meeting Room
It is about 50F(10C) degrees.
Alexander says "Solomon. "
Solomon walks towards representative of The Whispering Hand, smiling. "The Hand and the Damned are in an alliance," he shares with the fellow. "As opposed to our friend here from the Order..." He indicates Alexander. "What does he have to offer, really?"
"As well you know, the only way to advance in your organizations structure is to hold leverage. You know what working with the Order will look like. It'll spook a lot of folks, people you're going to get to reassure of your continued available services," Alexander smiles softly. "The deal is quite a straight forward one, opposition in one realm doesn't forbid cooperation in another."
"Is the Order really planning on making a deal with the Hand's spy agency?" Solomon asks Alexander with humor. "I mean -- it's a bold one, Murphy," he shakes with a shake of his head. "I won't lie."
Alexander says "The Order is nothing if not compromising"
Alexander offers a bright smile.
"So it's said," Solomon tells Alexander. "Those virtuous extremists, always compromising."
Alexander shrugs gently. "That is what makes us so predictable, as always, the Order will do as it always does. Compromise to save innocent lives. With no interest in undercutting the bottom line."
"And you think providing resources in our friends in the Hand will save innocent lives?" Solomon asks Alexander with a laugh, indicating representative of The Whispering Hand. "Never fear," he tells the fellow. "I fully expect you to use our magic to do what you do best -- take slaves. Dominate the world. We all play a part."
Alexander gazes at Solomon. "We provide the Hand countless support for harm reduction. It is mutually beneficial," he says politely.
"Harm reduction," Solomon says with rich humor to Alexander. "Is that hand cream after they whip their most recent captives?"
Alexander chuckles. "And you claim we're the ones with a moral axe to grind?" He asks with a raised brow.
Alexander is a little flushed
"I'm clear about my axe," Solomon tells Alexander. "I grind it towards suffering, because I know that by helping those I represent ascend I get a little closer to saving the world in thirteen years."
Solomons Bargaining 240328
(Alexander's bargaining)
[Wed Mar 27 2024]
In Town Hall Northern Meeting Room
It is about 50F(10C) degrees.
Alexander says "Solomon. "
Solomon walks towards representative of The Whispering Hand, smiling. "The Hand and the Damned are in an alliance," he shares with the fellow. "As opposed to our friend here from the Order..." He indicates Alexander. "What does he have to offer, really?"
"As well you know, the only way to advance in your organizations structure is to hold leverage. You know what working with the Order will look like. It'll spook a lot of folks, people you're going to get to reassure of your continued available services," Alexander smiles softly. "The deal is quite a straight forward one, opposition in one realm doesn't forbid cooperation in another."
"Is the Order really planning on making a deal with the Hand's spy agency?" Solomon asks Alexander with humor. "I mean -- it's a bold one, Murphy," he shakes with a shake of his head. "I won't lie."
Alexander says "The Order is nothing if not compromising"
Alexander offers a bright smile.
"So it's said," Solomon tells Alexander. "Those virtuous extremists, always compromising."
Alexander shrugs gently. "That is what makes us so predictable, as always, the Order will do as it always does. Compromise to save innocent lives. With no interest in undercutting the bottom line."
"And you think providing resources in our friends in the Hand will save innocent lives?" Solomon asks Alexander with a laugh, indicating representative of The Whispering Hand. "Never fear," he tells the fellow. "I fully expect you to use our magic to do what you do best -- take slaves. Dominate the world. We all play a part."
Alexander gazes at Solomon. "We provide the Hand countless support for harm reduction. It is mutually beneficial," he says politely.
"Harm reduction," Solomon says with rich humor to Alexander. "Is that hand cream after they whip their most recent captives?"
Alexander chuckles. "And you claim we're the ones with a moral axe to grind?" He asks with a raised brow.
Alexander is a little flushed
"I'm clear about my axe," Solomon tells Alexander. "I grind it towards suffering, because I know that by helping those I represent ascend I get a little closer to saving the world in thirteen years."