"I... I..." Ha'zi raked his mind for words, frantically trying to come up with an explanation. Realizing that he could hardly come up with any half-believable excuse on the spot, he instead decided to go with it. "I can influence people's minds," he said, putting all his focus into making everyone that heard him understand that he was trustworthy, that mind-control wasn't all that dangerous, that it would make a valuable asset.
Daugo watched suspiciously, but he chose not to speak, wanting to see first how much the Haradrim was willing to let on. After all, it seemed sensible not to tell them that he could also see into people's minds, for every strange thing that had happened could be explained by simple mind-control.
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Mirecyla found that her powers crackled with energy in that place; perhaps its visual allure was long gone, but fear still welled in every corner of the structure. The tower in particular verily glowed with terror, wickedly burning into her mind. She felt drawn to it, felt the pull of an evil presence not unlike that of Sauron.
The eagle took off, circling around her gracefully. "I cannot even fathom the horrors that Sauron has put you through, child, and I understand that such scars run deep and hinder one's compassion; but you must not let your past encumber our grand goal. Hagaallath was an ally to our cause. I have taken great care in selecting the individuals that together form to this conspiracy against him; not one was chosen in vain. I urge you, if you wish to see him vanquished, do not so easily discard the lives of those that I send to help you, child"
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Undolog nodded worriedly, scrambling to her feet without Munvare's aid, and bowed respectfully towards Gothmog.