Ress, and the unsuspecting step towards Anarchy

[Ress]

Ascending wood, 21

* With bow in hand, Ress sought out Arachnia and with a somber expression, addressed her* " Im going topside... I should not be long....." * he then turned away, making his way to one of his many ascending platforms. as he always did, he made the patform ascend, taking a moment to fix the quiver at his hip before finally arriving at the top. Ress heaved a great sigh of saddness... then looked down upon his lands in anger, before drawing back an arrow, causing it to glow a pale gold from the essence he poured into it.... this was routine.. a practice he had done since his requisition of his empire... but not even he knew, that this day was nothing like any of his others*

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Wood, 21

*Arachnia nodded to Ress as he went to the platform, turning back to the readout she was focused on, letting his hand slip slowly from her grasp as he left* Take care, my Mate

[Towering Oak]

Ascending Wood 22
*Towering Oak took a deep breath to try and keep from panting. He let it out and looked up at the entrance to the central Manse. He stood there for a moment, panting, staring. After a time he cocked his head to the side and his stylized solar sunburst appeared on his forehead. Towering Oak raised his fist and took a huge breath. His fist came crashing down on the main door with a resounding thud and he bellowed.* Ress! Let me in! *There was a pause.* I must speak with you!

[Ress]

Ascending wood, 22

* After 10 minutes or so, the gates and door to the imperial manse opened up, letting Towering oak inside. A tired Ress stumbled off a platform, his hair messy and his silk garments hanging loosely* " Oak... by the Sun's light... what in Malfeas is so important you had to get me up at this hour?...."

[Towering Oak]

Ascending Wood 22
*Towering Oak snarled at the sleeping looking Ress. His eye had flames roaring behind it and he put all of his rage and betrayal into his piercing gaze.* Explain yourself! *His hand curled open and closed convulsively around the hilt of his goremaul.* And don't dare lie.
(9 successes to intimidate Ress into telling the truth.)

[Ress]

Ascending wood, 22

* Ress lept up, now frightened awake, but quickly as his adrenaline began pumping through him, he responded in anger once more* "I don't know what you are talking about! How about you calm down and start making some damn sense here! whats the meaning of you coming in, waking me up then trying to cow me into some sort of nonsensical compliance for something I couldn't begin to guess about?" (7 successes to convince Oak to calm down and make sense... and to genuinely let him know he knows nothing)

[Towering Oak]

Ascending Wood 22
*Towering Oak looked at Ress with surprise. He took a deep breath and shook his head. He kept his eye locked dead on Ress's eye.* Arrows rained on Ramoth. *Oak took another deep breath visibly struggling to remain calm.* People struck turned into grain. *Towering Oak's nostrils flared and and his eye turn cold, stabbing deep into Ress. His knuckles were white on the hilt of his goremaul.* If you did it, you're dead. *His voice was icy. There was no rage left in it, only glacial certainty.*

[Ress]

Ascending wood, 22

* He blinked a few times, then quickly calmed, closed his eyes, and heaved a sigh* ".... How much sense does that make, Towering Oak?.. think about it... I put you in charge just to turn your people to grain?.. c'mon.... * he sighed again, then opened his eyes, the then turned his back to Towering Oak* " If you are done being impassioned and venting at me about it, maybe you should return to your city, just in case raiders would decide to Ramoth while you were gone.... good evening, Towering Oak" * with that, he turned his back to him and slowly walked back to the platform... but before he stepped up on it.. spoke up* I'm going to have to ask you to not stand in the way of whatever might be coming in the next few days.... I could only imagine the cries of revenge echoing from Ramoth.. I'll just take my lumps and be done with it...."

( 8 success + unnatural mental attack to calm Oak, sink his logic into his mind and send him on his way )

[Towering Oak]

Ascending Wood 22
*Towering Oak shook his head and snarled at Ress.* You don't know me. *He took a step toward Ress.* You either did it or not. *Oak held out his hands, one on either side of him, empty, palms up. He raised up his left one.* You did it, you Die. *He lowered the hand and raised his right hand.* You didn't, therefore no lumps to be had. * He lowered his right and crossed his arms in front of him.* No other Options.

[Ress]

Ascending wood, 22

* Ress sighed once more and shook his head, before stepping up onto one of his platforms and letting it take him up to his bedroom floor, where he got undressed and got back into bed* " I suppose I am in big trouble..... I only hope at worst, its the end of me, and not Imperveress...."

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Wood, 21

*Arachnia looked up as Ress left the room, but remained there for the time being. She could hear Towering Oak's bellows from here and around the time he started to threaten Ress she got up and dashed angrily to the place where the two were talking, her shape having morphed into the eight-foot tall spider-woman hybrid shape that was her war form, reaching the grounds right as Ress had decided to turn back. As Ress would enter the platform, Arachnia was already on it, her huge body taking up quite a bit of space. A couple of seconds later her form shimmered back into that of the voluptuous woman she was usually seen as, a silk robe clinging for dear life around the hills on her chest and showing quite a bit of leg. This was obviously not meant to be worn outside the bedroom... Following Ress back up to their room, she rubbed his shoulders* People turned into food in Ramoth? Maybe I should check on my cult... I will see you later, alright? *worry was in her eyes now, the care that she possessed for her people showing in the concern*