Oh... I'm sure you have quite a few words for me, hmm?
[A most tragic sigh, and he shakes his head slowly. The difficulties of dealing with mortals. And if this one didn't want to cooperate with him... well, there were limits to his patience.]
And alas, I see you're not easily dissuaded.
[Glancing down towards the shovel, the Ascian almost seems to be contemplating it....
But no. When he nods to himself, it's purely because he's pretty sure he can make his escape. Perhaps not the entire way back to his house, but at least a few streets away. Plenty of distance. He'd probably suffer for the exertion, but he could do it.
When Emet-Selch looks up to Rose again, he says nothing else, only offering her an apologetic shrug that doesn't even try to look sincere- before the hum and dark flicker of magic takes him, and he disappears.
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[A most tragic sigh, and he shakes his head slowly. The difficulties of dealing with mortals. And if this one didn't want to cooperate with him... well, there were limits to his patience.]
And alas, I see you're not easily dissuaded.
[Glancing down towards the shovel, the Ascian almost seems to be contemplating it....
But no. When he nods to himself, it's purely because he's pretty sure he can make his escape. Perhaps not the entire way back to his house, but at least a few streets away. Plenty of distance. He'd probably suffer for the exertion, but he could do it.
When Emet-Selch looks up to Rose again, he says nothing else, only offering her an apologetic shrug that doesn't even try to look sincere- before the hum and dark flicker of magic takes him, and he disappears.
Ascians are such cowards, sometimes.]