Dain focused, and brought to his mind knowledge he had studied from history books of ancient times.
He knew his enemies. He knew their strengths. He knew their
weaknesses.
He will triumph.
Mr.Tasunke Yellow, Horse Master of Horse Lords in Horsey Times
How Dain hated these people. They dared to foul the name of magic by calling one of their palace mana
HORSES? They dared to say that their horses were worthy of being one of the manas!?
However, Dain reminded himself to be civil. He knew from long ago, that their Ruler, Mr.Yellow, tried to take over a civilization called the Bannor. However, he was desposed from his rule due to greediness and overexpanding. Back then, he didn't have the military to back it up.
Now, he does.
Dain also made a slight note to himself that they were the possessors of Air and Water mana, and that he wanted them. Especially Air. Can't go wrong with Tornados and Hurricanes.
Of course, Dain had no use of Stinky Horses. (But he made another note in his mind not call the Horses stinky when dealing with them).
Dain made a mental note to pack a present of Seahorses.
Misty Capria, Religious Warriorwoman, Child of the Angel
Despite Dain's understand of all things Spiritual, he foresaw that one day, he will be included upon the list of demons and devils and all things despised by Angels. His legions of magics will be prepared that day, but for now, he needed to be diplomatic, to be truthful, to understand them, to work with them.
And to leech their mana. For they possessed the Almighty Stone and Law mana, and he knew the usefulness of both.
Mist however was a leader who always went for the interesting choice. Dain hoped that this time the interesting choice was not a crusade against all things arcane and magical.
He could only pray to the angels.
Endain Ravus Sol, Jonas of the barbaric and shamanic Orc Tribes of Fire.
Dain shuddered at the thought of delightful magic being used by these.... gentlemen. For he realized he will have to work with them, less they turn on him. But what a disappointment.
The Mana of the Orcs were things that he already had like Fire and Body or didn't need like Nature. Dain placed them on the list of civilizations he would like to dispatch from this world. As soon as possible.
But till then, he might have to wear anti-fire clothings.
Decius Mackoti, Prince of blood-seeking fang-baring sunlight-hating paralistic nobles
This was one of the most friendly civilizations out there, Dain realized. By making blood with Mana, he will be able to get friendly with them, and borrow some mana, like Law.
For although vampires were a tales of horror, Dain was an archmage. He knew how vampires operate. He knew their powers of spectre summoning. He knew their abnormal speed, he knew how they feasted to get stronger.
He had a trump card. Destroy Undead.
And probably a fireball into masses of citizens waiting to be fed upon.
Thessa Sareln, Leader of tree-loving fire-hating romantic bow-slinging Pointy Ears
Elves. Dain made a mental note to meet them in halls made out of stone, for it would not do to show them all the forests he had chopped lately, or the jungles which he burned.
Dain had the elves at his mercy. For what could they do? At the slightest sign of war, Dain could set fire to their forests with a simple wave of his hands. They had no choice to submit to him, or lose their forests.
For although Dain had no love of fire, he would let nothing stop in his way.
And that's all for the opponents! Enjoy what you make of this cryptic Dain thoughts, for good or for worse.