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"Rhea help her...."
Bertholt looks around to make sure there isn't some sort of Mordo agent waiting in the bushes to rip them to shreds or something.

Thiyr remains calm as the tall tusked man approaches him. Thiyr is a tall human, but even his armour and massive height is somewhat dwarfed by this orc.
"All in good time. Your flock will take what is owed to them when our mission is complete. However, if you would like an advance on it, there is something you can do for me.

There is a weapon within some ruins, a weapon from the wars before our arrival. A small orb, capable of clairvoyance and bombardment with magical energy of any area it is set to see. Discord would like this weapon retrieved for the cause. I will personally reward you greatly if you succeed. How soon can you and your men be ready?"

Champions may no longer interact until given permission to.

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Discord's Fortress
As you stand in the dark stone halls, the frightening visage of Discord's fiery body painted on the floor beneath you, facing the black, spiked iron gate that enters into the realm of Discord, you Fiends know your purpose here.

The being called Discord has summoned you, to fight in a war far beyond your own lands, to slay the being called Harmony. They say it is to prevent her from imposing an artificial order upon all things, or perhaps to preserve the chaos of all things, to prevent the stagnation and decay of all that exists. You may have your own reasons to fight, of course; perhaps you truly agree with the cause, or perhaps you simply wish to oppose those who would oppose you. It matters not; Discord desires only your cooperation, not your ideology. He demands no tribute save the defeat of her Champions and asks no goal save for the fall of Harmony.

What is curious is that none of you have seen the face of Discord, except the one called Thiyr, the sole Fiend who Discord permits through the doors, the one who told you all this and the man who walks out from the closing gates before you.

Thiyr stands taller than most mortal men or indeed mortals at all, a head of long brown hair and a short beard lending the image more of a shepherd than an emperor, clad in simple, yet effective armour, hues of silver and blue throughout. The blue fur-rimmed cape and brooch of two crossed axes over a stylised moon holding a sash across his chest are the only concessions the man makes to luxury. His sword, never yet seen drawn, hangs in a scabbard on his belt. Thiyr seems non-plussed by it, but any of you who draw near feel as if your lives are being slowly drained away simply by standing near it. More intense are his shockingly blue eyes, exuding an aura of authority and peering out like ice from his head. All around him, he exudes an aura of dominance, as if you stand in the presence of a calm god, waiting for his fury to be unleashed.

As he speaks, his voice is deep, yet soft, akin more to a preacher or an orator than the emperor he claims to be.
"You who share the cup of power, Discord has called upon me to convey a mission unto you."
All active Fiends (all approved Fiends) may speak.

"Could be worse, darling~ Could've gone into a domain in a love hotel. Good grief...."

Minato sighs when he's sure the man's out of earshot.
"Worked without a hitch. Alright."
He starts texting Shef.
In position, but we can't get inside. Do you have a lock on the Mononoke?

"Actually, do you mind if we stay out here for a bit? We won't go in, but uh, well, we're actually waiting for a friend of ours and, understandably, they don't want to be seen near an adult store; you know how it is. We won't do anything out here anyway, but you mind?"

Minato switches into full 'suave charmer' mode.
"Well, me and my lovely girlfriend here were looking for the entrance into the store and, well, we got a little lost. Any chance you can help us out here?"