"Oh? Is that so," Rianna says. "We've already managed a number of things in the past that we shouldn't have been able to do. So why do you think we can't do this?"
"You don't have a ship," says the dark-haired girl. "You don't have an escape plan. You already know you have no possibility of getting him out of there."
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"We've got maybe seconds before Darth Rosenberg grinds everybody into Jawa burgers and not one of you buds has the midi-chlorians to stop her!"
Gallador is reserved, as he is annoyed by the fact that Lady did not contact him in such a long time. At least Rand needed him...
"My Lady Adelmo, good to see you, though I admit that I felt we became no longer worthy of your attention. Why have you not contacted us for such a long time? I saw potential in our alliance. Surely you are being of great power, that tortures me with curiosity. And again you bring a proposition... but I am more interested in your long term plans. I understand that you seek Syphar`n Kalar?."
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
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"All aspects of history interest me. And you are very independant people. I do not think a social call would have been appropriate. We are practical people. I come to you now because we can be of help to each other. In my pursuit of... history, I sent you to retreive an item for me, some while ago. But not everything on that item was as acessible as we might have wished, was it?"
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"We've got maybe seconds before Darth Rosenberg grinds everybody into Jawa burgers and not one of you buds has the midi-chlorians to stop her!"
Gender: Unspecified Location: With Cinderella and the 9 Dwarves
"It is your item. I assume this is going to be along the same lines of our last engagement. We can't do something, you can, but don't want to do the dirty work, so you aid us in it. This time though what is it that you want exactly, and what is it that we will get. I presume you don't suggest we split Kuylen in half between us?"
Gallador smiles and offers the best drink availible at the base.
"Well, let me say that discussing history with you appears to be a fascinating prospect, Lady Adelmo.
And indeed, acquiring the full content of that item required a DNA of certain person, person long dead. I am sure you know all about it?"
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
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