The wayangi spent a couple seconds catching his breath, before glaring at the dwarf,
"You may take the weapon if you must, but leave the body. It has endured enough, and deserves its rest."
He looked back to Mystie.
"Perhaps he simply didn't know, there are followers just as surely as there are leaders after all, mayhaps this one was content to leave things to his betters. Or, perhaps he is lying to us. It's impossible to say, really."
Wahyu slowly stood up, and chose a different corpse. Again he set the flame beside the body, the flickering candlelight causing shadows to dance around the room, and again he invoked his ancient power, this time asking instead,
"How do we stop the blades from swinging when we cross them?"
The candle seemed to flicker more violently, splashing light across his face. Had he had such heavy bags under his eyes before?
[sblock=OOC]He uses another question. Also, edited in a few lines based on Dunkel's response.
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[sblock= Wahyu's Mini Stats]Wahyu
AC: 18* (16* flat-footed, 15* touch)
HP: 30/30
CMB: 2 CMD: 14
Fort: +3 Reflex: +4 Will: +6
Perception: +6, Darkvision 60 ft
Initiative: +6
Current Weapon in Hand: Dagger (+4, 1d3+0, 19-20/x2)
Current Conditions in Effect: Shield of Faith (? min remain)*
Spells Remaining (1st): 6/7
Spells Remaining (2nd): 3/4
Used Items:
Bolts (2/20)
Abilities Used:
Voice of the Grave (3/4 questions asked)[/sblock]