[b][i]The Summoner stands between you and the painting.
"It's just a portrait of a dear friend, nothing more, nothing less." Says the Summoner in front of the great audience.
"Now please, continue to feast" he finishes, addressing the crowd.
You are aware that the Summoner is suppressing your power from the painting.
"As you were, mortal." He says to you.[/i][/b]
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[b][i]The Summoner eyes you with interest. "You and I must have words in private." Says the Summoner and he motions you to follow him. You're flanked by the Summoner's Honor Guard as they escort you to his private chambers.[/i][/b]
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[b][i]You follow the Summoner into a dark chamber, dimly lit by brazier torches, lightly crackling with emerald flames from the aether. "This chamber is secluded and safe to talk... I have to tell you that I am in no way in control of this ship. The ship has become completely conscious, and possessed by something worse than me..." Says the Summoner's as aura shifts. "...And worse yet, every painting of the Primarch is a possessed by something. I think whatever it is, it's related to what's happened to the ship." The Summoner looks you in the eye. "We are at the mercy of this ship, and whatever has possession of it. We still remain in control of about 40% of a variety of ship systems. We still don't know how much we can do, the Bloodwrath is resisting us.." The Summoner makes an unsettling expression of anger when he utters his next words. "The ship plans to sacrifice us.." [/i][/b]
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[b][i]"The Bloodwrath chose powerful souls for the sacrifice. You cannot remember because the ship itself is suppressing your memory. I can tell you how it happened, but now is not the time. I can't have any of you know this yet or the ship will take action against us... It would not be pleasant."[/i][/b]