DIRECTED TO MERIDIAN, OPEN TO ALL.

[twohand]

[ In the midst of the Advocate's beginnings, perhaps a few world adventures in ( ignore pax's belated posting in that case ), there is a quiet presence that coalesces within the minds of all. An Advocate, dusk-skinned and thoughtful as he addresses all present. Even his voice is morose, a little saddened by what he has taken notice of — though that is mostly on behalf of Meridian. He cannot imagine what it must feel like, to look upon something familiar and have it not be exactly what they want. ]

They're dying. These worlds — they're already lost, they're torn up and left in pieces, they're dreams of what was; please don't make them suffer when you can bring them a gentle end. Even if you fight to restore them in the long run, choosing to save them now is torturous. It is asking someone with a terminal illness to fight on, when they ought to be given the ability to rest.

[ He sounds like he is pleading with the Meri, a call not to stand so firmly with their impossible desire to restore all that they make such a glaring mistake. ]

All things have a right to live, I agree. But, all those same things also should have a dignified end. I am only asking that you understand this, and choose to help us give what is left of these worlds the ending that I wish our worlds could have had.

This time, please... just this time. I am asking on their behalf, for all to choose a difficult thing — but, the thing that only we now have the power to do for them.

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[narsinssist]

I understand what you advocate for, my dear Drizzt Do'Urden.

[ The mental equivalent of a bow. ]

Should you ask me to choose the same, you know how to do so.

[ After all, Drizzt knew what his cost was better than most. He understands that these worlds are inventions, creations to soften their hearts, as what else can an Advocate do, but Raphael feels no sympathy for them, or anyone. After all, everything should exist for his pleasure alone — and once his home is in full view, that will be obvious — but Raphael more than that, has no care for the... scheme behind all of this.

At the end of the day, he is only listlessly drifting in the direction for Meridian based on preference, and not from conviction. It will never matter to him who wins, and who loses. Devils are beyond such things. ]

The choices of others often damn other mortals, whether they reflect on the consequences or not. [ And, he thinks, there are many whom are blind to that consequence. ] Few here are used to having such power over who lives and who dies, and they react accordingly, not understanding that with great power, comes the responsibility to direct it for the greatest advantage.