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“Yvonnel shook her head, not sure if this creature before her was diabolical or rational at that moment. “It did not matter,” the avatar said to her. “Do you not understand? Your actions? The ‘truths’ you learned? They did not matter.” “Then what does matter?” “My pleasure. My chaos. My power. Me. Just me.” “Then what future?” “Who cares?” The avatar laughed at her, and it was sincere, she knew. “You care enough to bless the matrons,” she said. “Do I?” “You care enough to start wars—in the Silver Marches, in Gauntlgrym, in your own City of Spiders!” “The ultimate chaos. War.” — R.A. Salvatore
Yvonnel shook her head, not sure if this creature before her was diabolical or rational at that moment.
“It did not matter,” the avatar said to her. “Do you not understand? Your actions? The ‘truths’ you learned? They did not matter.”
“Then what does matter?”
“My pleasure. My chaos. My power. Me. Just me.”
“Then what future?”
“Who cares?” The avatar laughed at her, and it was sincere, she knew.
“You care enough to bless the matrons,” she said.
“Do I?”
“You care enough to start wars—in the Silver Marches, in Gauntlgrym, in your own City of Spiders!”
“The ultimate chaos. War.