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"I lied. I really didn't enjoy the negotiations." Alric explodes into motion having readied himself for the outcome of combat in this situation. He weaves through Torrent and Bannock stepping to J8 then to I9, drawing his silver bastard sword and looking to make mince meat of the wretched...

Alric smirks at Lars' retort. "Mr. Devil I presume! Yes I'm enjoying the negotiations thoroughly. See how much I'm enjoying them?" continues to scowl, "Pray tell, what does a minion of Baator want with this case? I remain unconvinced that the nine hells have any interest in mortal affairs of...

"You speak as if we might have a choice. I think the message of this bone is evidence enough that they will not let us leave this forest without an encounter with them. They found us once, they'll find us again. Have courage my friend," Alric offers Lars a wolfish grin, "If they mean to take our...

Alric grinds his teeth at this then looks down at the slime and ash covered bone with a slight grimace. "Feel free to pick that up if you wish. Just stay downwind from me... My vote is with you, let us parley with the devils to find out what we're up against and their part in all this. Though I...

Alric regards the bone and the message scrawled upon it and bristles as he considers it. "Devils?! I like not the thought of dealing with them. Though rushing in swords held high may be foolish. A parley may be in order but I think we should prepare to bare our steel upon them."

"Indeed. Though I'm at a loss. Even if one of us has rope, and I have none, the chest is likely extremely hot."

Alric smiles wryly at Kirio. "It's the wine," he says patting his mailed belly. "Do not worry, I am prepared to stand on the other side on mine own if I have to. Lead the way when you are ready." Alric waits for Kirio and will follow him on the first crossing.

"Very well Kirio. I volunteer to be the first you lead across, though I carry much weight, altogether my gear and myself weighs close to 300lbs. Might I suggest you lead me over alone and I will stand guard while you bring the rest across?"

Alric looks about the gorge, searching for some alternative to the bridge. "Can we go around? I am no expert in structures, but I like not crossing a bridge where the stone is cracked." Turning to the rest of the party with a grim look on his face, "Anyone with knowledge of stone and...

As the flaming man dies underneath Bannock's blade, and Alric feels the steaming blood spray against his face, he starts even more shocked than when the flaming man first appeared. "You... you mean that was real? I'm not going mad?!? Gods above and below what a hellish place!" Alric then...

Alric starts at the burning man as if the world just exploded underneath his feet. In the blink of an eye he jumps back, twirls his javelin in his hand, then brings his arm back into a position to launch it with all his strength at the terrifying apparition, and then pauses as his training kicks...

Alric accepts the items from Arnir with some surprise. Surprised partly because he's used to being a mercenary and responsible for his own gear and because he would not have judged the wizard to be acting as such a team-player. Though it encourages Alric to know that he has comrades watching his...

Alric stays silent and keeps his eyes on the feet of the man in front. He brings up the rear as usual, though this time stays back so the rest of his party will not see written on his face what he struggles with in his mind. Though indeed the burning forest must be a breathtaking spectacle...

Alric yawns at the conclusion of Hrimr's tale, suddenly realizing he hasn't thought about fiery death for the entire telling. Nodding to Hrimr's telling with a slight smile upon his lips Alric says, "You honor me with a telling of your people. I take back my past jests. Your people boast...

Alric settles into his bedroll, but he feels restless being so close to the unnaturally burning forest. His pyrophobia seems to be peaking and he looks around for something to take his mind off it. Before failing utterly at finding a distraction from the thoughts of horribly burning to death, he...

"Those things will not slow me so, Kirio. If you honor me with a tune of ancient heroes, I will carry your things and consider us even." Send me an email with all the specifics of the gear, so I can keep track of the encumbrance.

Alric collects his kit from Kathor's horse and then prepares for camp by setting up his tent and removing his armor. He's visibly terrified of the burning forest, and it's obvious that he wouldn't even consider going in there voluntarily if not doing so would make him look like a coward. A...

Alric shakes his head watching the exchange between Haddin and the soldier. He feels the impulse to leave the building lest he fall under the man's spell as well. Alric sheds his hulking oaken tower shield in favor of the fallen soldier's steel shield.Better to travel lighter. Plus the oak may...

Alric casts Hrimr a withering glare at the curses against Ragesians, considers opening up a salvo of counter-insults, cools down, thinks better of it, then downs his cup of wine thinking the dwarf simply talks to rocks too much. "Do not stress so, over us, Crystin. Your hospitality as usual...

At the touch of Torrent's wand, Alric suddenly arches his back, gasps as he takes in an explosive lung-full of air and looks around with a wild look in his eyes. "Thank ngh... you..." Alric says to Torrent hesitantly, wincing equally from the pain of his burned skin and his broken pride...