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    #16
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    Even stood there, hearing the Logrus master out during his lengthy bout of hateful rhetoric, bearing a stoic expression all the while. If he were to be honest with himself, the prince would find the old lord's words absolutely scathing, more about his own affiliated House than the Pattern. The temptation to interrupt Ultho and cut him down was tempting. However, it wouldn't have been the first time Even had to show discipline in the face of such words, however. He remembered the condescending taunts of the various drill instructors who had put him through the wringer during the basic training camps of the various military units he had joined in Shadow. While they tried their very best to infuriate you, to diminish you, you were to simply take it. And so he did.

    Subtly gesturing for Seiryuu's shadowmasters to hold their ground if they appeared aggravated, he let Ultho finish, before concluding, "A formal alliance is not what I sought, but more or less a temporary agreement, a deal. Had you taken more time to consider, I'd have let you done what you wanted with the Pattern and every shadow of it in Amber, once those who would continue my father's tradition were eliminated. But if you will not listen, then feel free to rot here while those on Mount Kolvir keep all of us in the Courts oppressed, as they have been for centuries. I will change the balance between these worlds, and if I fail, then the lot of you are damned to remain here regardless."

    He turns to leave. Even had essentially strongarmed his way into House Bariman, only to be met with the same attitude from the one in charge, and smiting this man would not bring those in the Courts of Chaos any closer together. In a way, he did admire the lord's indomitable spirit, but felt that it was unfortunately misplaced--that House Bariman's implacability, typical of those aligned with the Earth, was strong, too strong, to the point of interfering with what needed to be done.

    As disappointing as this visit was, it had only brought up more questions for Even. The Serpent's mysterious will, the word of Olin's death reaching Ultho only moments after one of the blood of Amber could feel it, and the 'events' that the demonic leader mentioned. The prince then navigated his way out of the complex and back towards the direction of House Seiryuu, silently contemplating his next course of action.
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      #17
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      Ultho snorted derisively at Even's last salvo.

      "We shall see, Amberite. We shall see. The way out is this way." He gestured to a portal that suddenly tore itself open in shadow, showing on the other side of it the path just outside of the House Bariman gate. How simple Ultho could make it to exit this place, yet how frustratingly complex he had made the approach. No doubt it was a subtle jibe at the Prince - that in this place, Bariman ruled and could make of reality what they wanted it to be.

      The Seiryuu Shadowmancers gave Even the all-clear signal, suggesting that this apparent shadow twisting seemed to be genuine and safe. Yet still, one of them stepped through the portal first, just to test Lord Ultho's gateway lest it be a trick.

      It was not a deception, and thus Even made his way back to his aligned House.

      ***

      "It is much as I expected. House Bariman is steeped in such opinions. It is in the very fibre of their beings. You likely impressed him though, even scared him to be so close. Summoning the Logrus in that place of his power proves it." Lord Cerulean stated as he and Even broke bread together across a private table in the Lord's sitting room. "As for the news of Olin's death - just as you were able to sense it, so too could especially gifted Lords of Chaos sense it as well. I sensed a change too, but Olin has been cagey before - able to cloak himself from our senses. He's done it in war time to catch us off guard and out of position. So that is why the lack of a body concerns me, and why perhaps Bariman is so resistant to stick out its neck. It has been burned by Olin too many times before. But they do not have you on their side, like we do. That is why I have the confidence to commit myself fully -- but we will need allies or a distraction big enough to help us isolate your rivals."

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        #18
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        Smirking slightly at Lord Ultho's gesture, the prince knew that it was more for the sake of getting him off House Bariman grounds, but made no comment as he exited through the portal.

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        "I honestly can't say I'm surprised," Even replied to Lord Cerulean at the table. "When force is used in such a manner, naturally they'd respond to it in kind. But to simply stand there and attempt to verbally persuade demons whose sole task it was to watch over that gate would have been an utter waste of time. I always held fast when standing guard over anything, and I'd expect them to do the same. It's unfortunate that Lord Ultho holds just about the same degree of flexibility... but it is as you said."

        He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Indeed. For a 'distraction', perhaps it wouldn't hurt to seek out some armies from Shadow. I'd no doubt be sending them to their deaths, but even a well-timed defeat can lead to victory in the long run. Besides, there is no one I would trust more with the weapons I am seeking to acquire than those of House Seiryuu."

        Even goes on after a short pause. "On several shadows such as that of Earth, nothing has quite changed the nature of warfare itself like the firearm. Using such a thing on the armies of Amber would have devastating effects, but black powder simply doesn't work there. However, there are rumors of a jeweler's rouge that serves a similar function. If I can acquire a good quantity of this, and ensure that it ignites, then the battles that would inevitably occur would be tipped in our favor."
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          #19
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          "Jeweller's rouge. Yes... firearms in Amber would certainly be a great equalizer, at least until you got to the Castle proper and fought amongst the many corners and tight spaces. But then again, you would be ideal to lead such an assault. Still, there is the question of leading an army of Chaos to Amber's doorstep. Most demons cannot exist far from the ever changing state of Chaos. We must use a construct of Black Channels to make a pathway to Amber, and such a method will never catch them by surprise.

          Lord Cerulean mused and frowned. "Without the element of surprise, a less than overwhelming force will fail. Even with guns."

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            #20
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            Gripping the side of his head with a sigh, Even looks slightly agitated by the apparent state of his plan, but manages to shake off such feelings fairly quickly after a short while, steeling himself with a more resolute look in his eyes.

            "Either way," he says in conclusion, "I can contemplate on all of the troubles regarding each facet of my plan, but it would be a folly of me to spend too much time doing such a thing. Perhaps while searching through Shadow for the necessary material to function as gunpowder, I may find the support of some allies there as well. While they will hardly be as potent as the forces of Chaos, I'm sure they will provide some degree of distraction so that we won't needlessly waste much of our forces upon the defenses of Amber. After that is taken care of... then I'll concern myself with the other matters." This was the prince's way. Action was more efficient, more productive, more honest, he felt. And so the half-blooded Amberite slowly stood up from his chair and took a few steps to the side, giving Cerulean a respectful nod.

            "I shall return before long."
            Focusing, he then filled his body with the power of the Logrus, hoping to find a suitable plane in Shadow that carried the elusive jeweler's rouge that would contribute to his plan of changing Amber, for the better.
            Last edited by Takimaru; 24th April 2012, 05:54.
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              #21
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              The Logrus filled his mind, its unpredictable, wild energy forming into a tendril that lanced out, piercing the veil of shadow easily and stretching out into infinity, until at last it snagged onto something. Even pulled himself through and his eyes beheld thousands upon thousands of worlds pass him by, until he stood upon a fairground in a distant shadow, where a race of green skinned beings with sharp teeth and three fingers upon each hand had congregated to sell something which they claimed to be called jeweller's rouge. It had the form of powder, crimson in color, and it could be used in their strange constructs - large, primitive things that were more like hand held cannons than side arms. The methods they showed for its preparation were crude, and after a while he began to see that while this substance might work, he would definitely need to find a better delivery system - a gun that could pack the jeweller's rouge like gunpowder, to fire a bullet rather than large rock sized projectiles. There was also the issue of the jeweller's rouge's susceptibility to weather. At least, the stuff from this shadow would not work if the air was moist. Rain would absolutely destroy it, but even damp air could make the stuff clump together and be rendered useless.

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                #22
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                Having pulled himself through the Logrus successfully once again, Even finds himself in this Shadow, one of countless others. Whether it was familiar to him or not, he couldn't quite remember, as there were far too many that looked eerily similar to each other, only varying by mere degrees. After all, due to the infinite nature of Shadow, the prince knew that there was hardly any one Avalon, or even one Earth.

                Approaching the stand with the creatures, he proceeded to communicate with them, trying the various languages learned from spending time in Shadow--first Thari, then cycling through tongues one by one until he could find a fair medium by which to communicate, combining the code-switching with hand gestures in order to get his point across.

                After he had acquired a decent amount, just enough for him to carry around for purposes of testing later on, Even pondered the nature of this jeweler's rouge. Certainly, with it being this sensitive to water, there was no way he could rely on something as primitive as the green creatures advertised. No matchlocks, flintlocks, or anything of the sort, no--he would need cartridges in which to keep the powder dry, for the most part. The prince did know of a shadow that had no shortage of these, one he spent a good deal of time on. One whose internal conflicts lead to great advancements in weaponry, at least with regards to this type of projectile delivery; Earth.

                But he didn't need to pick everything up personally. He just needed time. Even sought a secluded area within the same shadow and tapped into the power of the Logrus once more, searching through Shadow with the tendrils summoned from his mind. As a former soldier, he became intimately familiar with all the details of a bullet. He looked for a specific caliber; to Shadow Earth dwellers, they'd call it 9x19mm. Some Amberites or Chaosians may not even be familiar with it, but Even learned to trust his well-being with the reliability of these little things--ones that could just as easily end the life of another, or even his own. So he focused, and did so deeply, in the hopes of finding these, perhaps just a box once he could discern the shape via the dark feelers he had employed.
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                  #23
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                  The Logrus tendril came back to Even with a box of the cartridges he desired. They were common enough in shadows with guns and Even was intimately familiar with the type of bullet he sought. When he had them in his hands he was relatively confident that he could get the net result he wanted by using jeweller's rouge in place of Earth's gunpowder. He had the notion that such an odd element such as the rouge would not work on a place like Earth, where these cartridges had originated - so he would have to make his bullets in a shadow like this one, where natural law supported the existence of this substance.

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                    #24
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                    Pleased at the results, Even concentrated once more, sending out a slightly larger tendril to pierce through the veil of Shadow and acquire the second necessary component of his experiment--an actual delivery system by which these bullets can do their work. Finding one of the many projections of Earth, he specified through his mind to focus upon every detail of the gun he desired--a 'Sig-Sauer P226', naturally chambered for the cartridges that he already held in one hand. This handgun was just as recognizable to Even as the caliber of ammunition it used, as every man in his unit was trained to be able to field strip the weapon and put it back together at a moment's notice. The prince took his time, going over every separate component to make sure it was the correct item, otherwise a single incompatibility between the pistol and its ammunition would render him back to square one.

                    Once he had the familiar steel in hand, Even sat upon a rock in the deserted area he was currently in, and one by one, took twenty cartridges and proceeded to separate each bullet from its case, then emptying out the black powder that was already packed within and discarding it. Normally, this type of operation would require a pair of pliers, but any Amberite was typically strong enough to do this by hand--for Even, it was more a matter of being careful to not accidentally crush the casing itself with his prodigious strength as he pulled them apart. After he was finished, he proceeded to fill the cartridges with the strange red powder before capping them off once more, being careful not to so much as breathe on them. With the rouge sealed relatively tight, he figured it should be enough to keep the experimental explosive dry. It may have looked tedious to some, but to the prince who had spent most of his life in exile, this wasn't so much an advantage to the armies he would lead as it was an equalizer--Amberites would make most races in Shadow look like fools in close combat. Most likely, he would be the only one in the entire force who would be able to properly hold their ground against a soldier of Amber, and there were thousands of them to fight. This was more of a necessity than anything.

                    Handloading the modified ammo into the clip of his weapon, Even then took the necessary steps to ready it for use, loading the pistol itself before cocking and taking aim. He would then disengage the safety, and took aim at a nearby tree--or whatever passed for such things in this particular Shadow. Slowly, but surely, he pressed the trigger to make sure that the device worked as intended. If it did, he would soon be setting his thoughts on making one last field test, in a realm none other than Amber itself.
                    Last edited by Takimaru; 14th May 2012, 00:40.
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