The Talcene Transit was a spoke off of the Perlimian Trade Route, and a chain of planets that connected the economic hub of Saleucami to the rest of the galaxy. Consolidating the foothold Azar and him had built on an unforgettable night on Saleucami all those years ago was about more than tying up loose ends. Here and now, Vossari would carve out his destiny, using the tools Azar had given him, with a touch of personal flavor. Vossari had grown. In his studies on the occult, he found that the war-torn world of Saluecami, and several other colonies on the Transit, were home to a matriarchal Dark Side cult who were practically dependent on Saleucami's medicinal Busbee tree. Vossari used his contacts in government to acquire not just a shipment, but a factory to process the tree. If he was careful and shrewd enough, he could slowly acquire the entire population of the Busbee tree, and keep the planet's cult in his pocket.
There was still a greater goal. Cults were a means to an end, on the one hand, but a powerful asset on the other. Having now seen the full might of a cult of Sorceresses, Vossari now had the single, burning desire to command one of the zealous instruments. Towards that goal, the Zealots of Tsusan would be an excellent test subject. To pursue this lead, Vossari had contacted Serene. She was relatively unknown to him, but she had once offered him aid, in Karys's fight against Cyutadakr. He knew of little else besides her dabbling into witchcraft and the occult herself. Truthfully, Vossari benefitted from another hand in the pot. While working with Karys, Vossari learned the importance of strategic allies and the delegation of tasks, especially in delicate manipulations. It would be too obvious if it was Vossari alone pulling all the strings.
But perhaps he could still find a way to puppeteer this whole planet. From within the lounge of a modest factory, where the swamp meets the city within the heart of Saleucami, Vossari saw a tangible opportunity to advance himself. He invited Serene to visit and help iron out the details, his eyes lost in the details of the massive fish tank this building's lounge possessed.
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There was still a greater goal. Cults were a means to an end, on the one hand, but a powerful asset on the other. Having now seen the full might of a cult of Sorceresses, Vossari now had the single, burning desire to command one of the zealous instruments. Towards that goal, the Zealots of Tsusan would be an excellent test subject. To pursue this lead, Vossari had contacted Serene. She was relatively unknown to him, but she had once offered him aid, in Karys's fight against Cyutadakr. He knew of little else besides her dabbling into witchcraft and the occult herself. Truthfully, Vossari benefitted from another hand in the pot. While working with Karys, Vossari learned the importance of strategic allies and the delegation of tasks, especially in delicate manipulations. It would be too obvious if it was Vossari alone pulling all the strings.
But perhaps he could still find a way to puppeteer this whole planet. From within the lounge of a modest factory, where the swamp meets the city within the heart of Saleucami, Vossari saw a tangible opportunity to advance himself. He invited Serene to visit and help iron out the details, his eyes lost in the details of the massive fish tank this building's lounge possessed.
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