A Skeptical Audience

Zariah grinned fully now, as Eli knelt and swore his fealty to her. Gently she placed a hand on his shoulder, trusting his knowledge of the magic of this world was yet infantile. Using her life drain magic, she pulled a bit of his energy from him, lifting her hand as she did so. This time, the sensation of her magic would be easily felt, as she ripped from him quite literally part of what sustained him. ”Your oath of fealty is made in magic, your will to act against me taken into my possession.” she said, still smirking down at him. Had she actually taken away his free will? No. But some lies and smoke and mirrors could be more powerful than any truth. ”Go now and await your orders Eli. In the meantime, defend my name to those who would speak ill of me. Just don’t break any laws doing so.” she said, dismissing him from her presence. zariah If it is danger you seek, come on over. I covet tranquility but beget the tempest storm.