Many Firsts
"Candidate, are you listening?" Mendax called out for the second time when the pale man didn't make a move.
Lady Purto harrumphed and waved her hand in annoyance, "Typical. Will it be okay to talk about the rewards later?"
"Huh? Later? Oh, of course, there is no rule against it," Mendax complied surprisingly quickly and moved on to the final step.
"By the power vested in me, I grant you access to the inner Sanctum as a hallowed-" once again he paused to look at the obelisk that shone with a dim light and this time his expression was one of confusion rather than shock.
"-'Follower' of the Nine??" he looked over at Lady Purto's avatar for verification and she indeed confirmed it.
"Yes, that is correct. My master values only hard work so no one will be given an advantage even if they have exceptional roots. Loyalty must be earned!"
Lord Aekor's tentacles squirmed uncontrollably for a very brief moment but he held back.