Merci, a dit Lanestol, de prendre un morceau de pain offert et de répandre un peu de beurre au milieu une fois qu'il l'a cassé avant de placer les moitiés ensemble et de le manger. "J'aurai un ordre de votre spécial."
Du poulet? Ça a l'air délicieux.
Dommage que tu ne sois pas le seul à essayer, n'est-ce pas? Ne gâche pas mes affaires avec les autres. Surtout mes affaires avec d'autres membres d'Orzhov. Vous n'êtes pas dans une position enviable non plus. Vous êtes techniquement mort. Ce n'est qu'une question de libérer votre âme de la mienne que vous n'avez pas traversé.
Du calme... J'ai entendu parler de Nezumi... laisse-moi contrôler un peu. Je peux leur donner plus d'informations.
Très bien. Retourne quand ce discours sera terminé.
Lanestol a commencé à entendre la conversation entre Alexander et Two-One au sujet du problème présumé de rat. Ses yeux étaient revenus en rouge alors qu'il se penchait plus près pour ramasser les détails. Il a commencé à accrocher son personnel plus fort dans la colère quand Alexandre a parlé de la Nezumi envahissant d'autres villages autour de Kamigawa.
"Bâtards de rats damnés... des sons comme les sentinelles sont devenus mous depuis que je les ai quittés. Ils laissent leurs lames ternes et rouiller dans la recherche de la paix, de la tranquillité et de l'illumination », dit-il d'un ton moqueur. "Peut-être. Quelle sagesse nous avions assez bonne. Cette sagesse incluait la façon de conduire ces voleurs, en train de déchiqueter les poubelles incarnations de déchets vivants. Je serais heureux de vous accompagner dans votre mission. Je suis d'accord avec l'une ou l'autre approche. Je préférerais les couper en morceaux, bien que nous puissions voir ce qu'il faut faire une fois arrivés. Pas pour te faire trop pression. Je veux vraiment rentrer chez moi, tester ma lame contre un de leurs soi-disant « guerriers » et voir à quel point ils se tiennent debout. Et vous pouvez vous sentir libre de les démonter et de jeter un oeil à leur intérieur. Cela ferait une étude très intéressante."
Tu te bats pour ce poulet, n'est-ce pas?
Et bien, puisque tu m'as déjà forcé une fois, ça prendra un certain temps avant que tu puisses le refaire.
Les dieux m'aident. N'importe qui et où ils peuvent être.
Name: Lanestol
Alias: The Cardinal of Calamity
Age: 45
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Priest
Lanestol stands 6' 2", wears light leather armor beneath his black robes becoming of a member of most planes' clergymen. He has a bit of a trimmer stature, on the lighter side of athletic as he relies more on his magics than physical capabilities.
Magical Specialty: Transfer of life energies (helps him stay young), defense and evasion
Primary Color: White
Secondary/Tertiary colors: Black, Red
Preferred creatures: Foxes, Clerics, Vampires, Priests, Demons
Favorite mechanic/keyword: Extort
Home plane: Innistrad
History: Lanestol was born on Innistrad, the realm of struggle between humanity and its predators, in the city of Ashmouth in the Stensia province. He started training in magic from his youth from one of the schools under the Church of Avacyn, initially training in healing and preventative magic. He began to work his way up to more advanced magics as a prodigy of the abbot in the church dedicated. Through plots and intrigue unknown to him at the time, his mentor, an elder, turned up dead one morning when he was 11. He continued his training through the succeeding elder, who taught him the darker sides of life magic, helping him channel his ability to take life, burn and corrupt from within. Though initially opposed, he gave in and trained in ways that undid his earlier lessons under the guise of "advancing his studies further and studying the countermeasures of life-giving magic."
Upon his graduation from the school, he began work as a cleric in the Church of Avacyn, entering the priesthood. He continued his work for his parish until he was 31. He had ascended to eldership for his parish one year earlier due to the high turnover rate (high turnover into food for vampires, werewolves and the undead). One day, he stumbled upon a secret meeting between his second mentor--now the Mayor--and a demon he had a contract with. The Mayor noticed Lanestol and threatened him, though his former student did not back down and challenged the Mayor to a duel, countering with the threat of revealing his dark pact to the town.
The duel ended after half an hour, with Lanestol narrowly besting his former mentor. Foregoing the opportunity to finish his fallen opponent, he instead questioned the Mayor about the death of his first mentor. He had begun to suspect a few things over the years, though without solid proof, he could not accuse him of anything. With his fate in his better's hands, the Mayor revealed he did, indeed, kill Lanestol's first mentor in an attempt to fast-track his way up the clergy ranks. His ultimate goal was to supplant the Lunarch himself. A burning in Lanestol's chest flared up like never before, anger and suppressed grief rising up and unleashing in the awakening of his Spark.
He planeswalked to Kamigawa, suddenly confused as to why he was not facing the fallen Mayor. Or why he did not even know where he was. It did not look like anything he had ever seen before. It was much more lush and the air much fresher than anywhere he had ever been on Innistrad. All he could do was walk and try to find someone. After two hours of wandering through the Jukai Forest, his injuries, drained power and hunger took the last of his energy. He awoke after a nearby kitsune village took him in when two of their sentries discovered him unconscious. An elder among them answered several questions he had about where he had wound up. In return, he used his skills to serve the village until he regained his bearings.
After he had figured out more about his planeswalking power, he finished repaying his dues and left to another plane, to Ravnica. Among the various guilds of the great city-state, he found his place best serving the Orzhov Syndicate, even after discovering their corruption. He resigned to always serving corruption in the church, giving partway into the darkness he was trained in. He continues ventures to other planes throughout the realms and making regular stops in Innistrad, Kamigawa and Ravnica, taking an occasional happy hour pit stop at the Mourning Mirrodin.
Groups/factions:
-Patron of the Mourning Mirrodin Establishment
-Church of Avacyn (former)
-Orzhov Syndicate
Trinkets/ Inventory: Carries a staff with him bearing the Orzhov sun insignia, which serves both as a channel for his magics and a solid beating stick up close. Wears a necklace with a near-indestructible ruby in the center.
Other: The necklace houses the deceased soul of a devious kitsune Lanestol defeated in his third trip to Kamigawa. He had originally possessed Lanestol before the planeswalker found a way to compromise and seal him in the gem since he could not eradicate the possessor completely. It does come around now and then and take control of Lanestol and has come to know his host's power. They remain attached to one another, even as Lanestol walks the realms.