Agaliarept

“Give me a minute. Give me a minute, damn it. Fuck’n Tree, let me breath.”

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“Ok. Ok. Yeah. No. I’m… yeah. Ok. What? Oh, yeah. Ok. Give me a drink of that…”

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“Right. Ok. I don’t know, we hit the beach at lunch time I think? The Twins were high up, I know that much and they greeted us… no they greeted Ien, I mean the ambassador. They greeted him as we got out the flitters. It was him, me, and five others to keep him safe.”

“So yeah, that weird guy with the one red eye? His number two? He was at the beach along with maybe ten others, all wearing that weird green bandanna they all wore when they were on the mainland. The one with the symbol that looks like a duck fucking a turtle?

“Well that is what it looks like to me. Well what the fuck do you know about it? I don’t care what some prick at the university says. Who is this asshole?”

“Right. Right. Sorry ma’am. Any road. They are all friendly like, which of course has us on edge. This is a state inspection. The kinda shit everyone gets nervous about, and these guys are all friendly. Real chummy like. Didn’t make sense.”

“But yeah, they walked us into their compound, and I gotta say, I was impressed. They been there what, a year since they fled the charges? They built a whole ass compound. Dozens of buildings. A wood palisade and it looked like they had started replacing it with stone. The whole place screamed, get out, you know what I mean?”

“Well we walked in and met the man himself. The head of this cult. Can I say it now? Now that a bunch of people have died? Is it okay with the powers that be?”

“No ma’am. Sorry ma’am. It’s my nerves ma’am. It’s been a day. Yes ma’am.”

“Ok. So we meet old Destino, which you absolutely know isn’t his name. No way he was Falki. No way that was his name. But we meet him and he personally takes us on this tour. Kids playing. People working. People were singing fuck’n songs in a choir. A regular paradise on the tree, you know what I mean.”

“Half way through though, one of them slips me a note. No, lost it in the firefight. Basically said, get us the prison out of here please. I get it to the ambassador and he steps off to the side with Destino. They exchange some words, and Destino goes off to the main building, and we wait.”

“Then over the speakers, meaning they had some wyrdsmiths, which I don’t think anyone expected… But he announces over the speakers that anyone who wants to go with the ambassador is free to go. Then it gets quiet. So quiet, I pull my hand thrower and check my rounds. That kinda quiet, you know?”

“Then about 5 people come our way with packs, one of them the guy who passed me the note. About a minute later 10 more join us, meaning we are going to have to make more than one trip to get everyone over to the ship. But with them in tow, we head back to the beach, escorted to the gate by that Destino prick, but no other guards. The bandanna nuts aren’t there, which I mention to the ambassador and he hushes me.”

“So with our new friends, we make our way back to the beach where the pilots are smoking and waiting. They see us and jump in. We start to load people up, figuring me and two others will stick with the 4 we can’t fit in the flitters and wait for a return. And that is when all hell breaks loose.”

“Arrows and thrower rounds come zipping at us from the trees. Bunch of those clowns from the bandanna brigade ambushing us. The ambassador was in a flitter, so we were free to just start doing out thing.”

“Henra is… was a serious wyrdmaster, so she starts lighting these fools on fire. Think she was Imperial College. They love their burning people alive trick. It is something to see, but the smell makes you a vegetarian right quick.”

“So we are putting them down… hard. Then suddenly I hear shots going off behind me, inside one of the flitters. That fuck who handed me the note, was a plant. He popped the ambassador and then started popping the others who wanted to get the prison out of there.”

“The pilot got him though. Stabbed him in the neck I think. Then started yelling for everyone else to get on. The other flitter had already got off the ground. Henra was down at that point. We got the survivors on and tossed the bodies. Even the ambassador. Needed to watch the weight.”

“You’re gonna go back for him, right? Henra too? They didn’t deserve that. I don’t like bosses much, but Ien was a good one. Cared for his folks, you know what I mean ma’am?

“What? Oh… No. All of them? That’s like, what? A thousand people? All dead?”

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“Fuck’n suicide? Even that Destino prick? No… NO! He got the fuck away? You have to be joke’n.”

“It’s ain’t fair. It just ain’t fuck’n fair.”

~ From Taubha’s Lesser Book of Names

Agaliarept is a well respected member of the House of Hnehegh as it is believed he has never been sent back to the Prison by mortal hands. Scholars are of the mind that he likely was always a charismatic con man, even prior to the Madness, and his transformation has made it possible for those abilities to manifest in powerful ways.

He is the archetypical cult leader, only he never succumbs to his own con. He grows followings and discards them as he needs, with no regard for their wellbeing. When using Agaliarept in an adventure, he can be effective as a threat in town or nearby, drawing the desperate and vulnerable into his clutches.