"Yes.  Though do not omit the idea of grandeur."  Ferrer Maillol taps the robes he is wearing, of a fifth-circle cleric of Asmodeus; magical cloth of the highest quality, with gold and with rubies.  "These vestments do not simply inform others of my place.  They are grand, expensive, rare, enviable, difficult for others to obtain.  They embody what it means for me to have risen high in Cheliax; they do not simply inform others of the fact.  Do you just want people to know the truth that you matter more than them?  Or do you want to walk into a ballroom full of higher nobility, and watch the fearful ones slink away from you and the ambitious ones flock to court you and the ignorant wonder who you are to matter so much more than they do?  Do you just want others to know you're important, or hammer the existence of Carissa Sevar into your lessers like striking them down with a mace?"

"Yes.  Though do not omit the idea of grandeur."  Ferrer Maillol taps the robes he is wearing, of a fifth-circle cleric of Asmodeus; magical cloth of the highest quality, with gold and with rubies.  "These vestments do not simply inform others of my place.  They are grand, expensive, rare, enviable, difficult for others to obtain.  They embody what it means for me to have risen high in Cheliax; they do not simply inform others of the fact.  Do you just want people to know the truth that you matter more than them?  Or do you want to walk into a ballroom full of higher nobility, and watch the fearful ones slink away from you and the ambitious ones flock to court you and the ignorant wonder who you are to matter so much more than themselves?  Do you just want others to know you're important, or hammer the existence of Carissa Sevar into your lessers like striking them down with a mace?"

"Yes.  Though do not omit the idea of grandeur."  Ferrer Maillol taps the robes he is wearing, of a fifth-circle cleric of Asmodeus; magical cloth of the highest quality, with gold and with rubies.  "These vestments do not simply inform others of my place.  They are grand, expensive, rare, enviable, difficult for others to obtain.  They embody what it means for me to have risen high in Cheliax; they do not simply inform others of the fact.  Do you just want people to know the truth that you matter more than them?  Or do you want to walk into a ballroom full of higher nobility, and watch the fearful ones slink away from you and the ambitious ones flock to court you and the ignorant wonder who you are to matter so much more than themselves?  Do you just want others to know you're important, or hammer the existence of Carissa Sevar into your lessers like striking them down with a mace?"