Opens at Hailstone, top of the tower. Senn is brought into a room where Deathsinger is waiting.
Deathsinger : Please enter, Senn. Take a seat if you wish, although I myself prefer to stand.
Senn looks towards a small bench area, but is too nervous to approach.
Deathsinger : Do I frighten you?
Senn : Somewhat…
Deathsinger : Good, that is how it should be. A little fear commands obedience… however one must also balance fear with respect.
Deathsinger approaches Senn a bit, and he tenses up slightly.
Deathsinger : Our differences are not as great as you might think, Senn. I as well was raised by another clan, however I had the fortune of being initiated as Nestoris to hide my shame.
Senn squints for a moment… thinking.
Senn : I thought you faked the Nestoris colors?
Deathsinger : Hmph. There is only so much I will tell you Senn, until the time is right. My story is not one I am willing to share lightly.
Senn looks back down, saddened that he won’t get more information.
Senn : So what do you want with me?
The Deathsinger walks to the balcony and looks over Northwind a bit.
Deathsinger : I could kill you- many of the Voltaris would be pleased with that. But despite what people have named me, I do not kill without reason, and killing you will not bring me any closer to the Prime Songs.
Deathsinger turns back towards Senn.
Deathsinger : I am going to release you, because you are a Voltaris whether you accept it or not. But continue to oppose me and I will destroy you just as I did Achillean.
Senn meets the Deathsinger’s gaze and holds it. Then walks off and stands by the fireplace.
Deathsinger : I also have an offer. Bring me the two Prime Songs, and I will destroy the Nether and settle in Old Voltaria with the rest of my clan and leave you in peace.
Senn looks away, then looks back.
Senn : Why do you want the Prime Songs? If you say you will leave us in peace, then what need do you have for such power?
The Deathsinger looks a bit sad, and continues gazing into the fire for a long while.
Deathsinger : You do not know what it is like… living in fear.
Into the fire, but does not show a flashback here.
Deathsinger : There was a time when all five Ardoni clans lived in harmony. The Voltaris were the youngest clan, and perhaps the most curious about the very nature of Songs.
Instead, it fades to Ria entering the Walls of Time, talking to a Glacian, and entering a library where she reads up on similar information.
Deathsinger : But many opposed this research, and tensions arose between the clans. Perhaps it was fate, or merely misfortune, that at this time we made the greatest discovery of all.
Senn : The Prime Songs?
Deathsinger : Yes… the Prime Songs. However, only four there are. The other clans decided to split the Primes amongst themselves to balance the power, and the Voltaris were denied a share of that power. Offended and outraged, we demanded a fair compromise. Instead, the clans united against us, and banished us from Ardonia. But we are a stubborn clan, and refused to leave.
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SONGS OF WAR (SEASON 3)
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