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@Have You Seen My Son Not a one of Vaad's eyes had so much as glanced at Viv, but upon her intrusion, she gathered his full attention. About half way through her speech, Vaad cuts her off with a roar of static and the sounds of howling winds that drowns all else out. The psychic intonation...

(I could see interpreting Lravitus' little japes in an unfavorable light as an 'agitator', of sorts, anyway.)

(quick note, Vaad was privately using Telepathy to communicate with Lravitus, externally he's been essentially motionless and inert with the exception of cringing when hugged by Artis and pointing his eyes in certain directions.)

"Earon fancies himself king" Vaad responds somewhat flatly, gaze still leveled across the room. He has always had a way of speaking around what he means. "Under that band of nettles you are more king, be it a hateful word to you, than the sum of pretenders."

"And supposing if you should wink your eye at those that distain you, all the better?" The echo of a chuckle escapes Vaad's mental voice "Your boldness heartens me some, your boldness and your surety of purpose both." Vaad's eyes move to their previous position, but he is still listening, in...

Vaad's nearly closed eyes remain directed where they've been for some time, as if he is looking right through anything interceding, until he is specifically addressed by the jovial god. In deference to his polite address, the eyes open slightly (to about half closed) and the largest few of them...

Hall of the Gods It was not a small thing for slothful Vaad to bring himself to the presence of the other gods willingly, nor, in fact, was Vaad a small thing to bring himself, generally. The celebration unsettled him, the strain of the peace, the tension, the simmering bitterness in the...