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Alric grimaces at Kirio's words, he would like nothing more than to relax at this moment as well. As well, they are all more than likely safe in the Seela village. Despite this, Alric can't leave his tactical appraisal unanswered and whispers them to Kirio. "He can not kill us at his leisure any...

Alric shakes his head, thoroughly confused about all this dealing with spirits. He sorely wants something he can cut with his sword though feels the dead body of the stag wouldn't entirely satisfy him. Though he is alive and free to leave the forest and there is relief and reason to celebrate in...

Alric raises an eyebrow at this. "Forgive me, I was under the impression that the lake was dried up by the fire. If not I daresay I wouldn't be much more useful than a stone. And even that use I'm not anxious to provide. I'm sure Papuvin could tell us the best way there if there is a way."

"Yes," says Alric sharply. "To the village and pull that tree branch. One way or the other, let's end this."

"I would take the sword and use it to strike down the entity, but I would do so only out of spite. I am ally to the forest only in this way. Hrimr, I would help you pull the sword if you would use it to strike at the entity."

Seeing the conversation turning to a different tone and becoming dangerously tenuous Alric walks into the pool alongside Kirio. Alric is a comrade to Kirio in all things and intimidation is something Alric has a little skill in. Glaring at the mad, self-indulgent nymph, Alric attempts makes a...

Alric accompanies Kirio and Arnir, believing they are following the most prudent and expedient course of action. Alric walks up to the pool and peers into it trying to discern its depth (despite the fact it is coated in ash) and if anything is within it. He also tries to see how hot it is by...

One way or the other we need to speak with the Dryad. What fun it will be to speak to another mad-person! Though possibly better than this homicidal/suicidal maniac. "We will seek the Dryad. Is the nymph's lair difficult to miss? Could you give us comprehensive directions?"

Alric, who had accompanied Kirio, was silent until now. Now his frustration for not having a handle on the situation and a possible way out being dangled before him, he leaves his silence behind and interjects the conversation. "We're interested. The entity you imprison has imprisoned us in...

"I have little knowledge or stomach for dealing with sorcery." Alric almost says this as if he has too much salt in his mouth. "I agree with you Hrimr, that we should consult Arnir or Kirio and have them with us when we see Vuhl." Alric shares what he's learned with Kirio and Arnir. If they...

Alric rises before most looking a little more red-eyed than usual. Despite the comforts of the Seela village he feels ill at-ease in this place. It probably has something to do with the unusual connection to nature, being at the center of an ever-burning forest, and the wings. Alric doesn't...

"Your questions are prudent Arnir. Perhaps it is not omnipresent, or perhaps it will strike at us as we leave the lakebed. Regardless, I'm tempted to test my limits. I'm not interested in being leashed by it. As to your last question, the answer may very well indeed be that we can do nothing. In...

Alric does the same as Bannock, stowing his gear in a pile, removing his armor and setting out his bedroll. "The devil is a coward! For all it's professing of loving battle, it seems to prefer attempting to manipulate us than face us sword to sword. If it stays in its hole it will be no matter...

Thin hopes. "Tiljann, would you or someone you know of in the village be able to guide us to the Dryad's grove?" Alric looks over to Torrent, "What say you? Do you think our mission has time to spare to seek the Dryad's counsel?"

Alric sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose, his patience visibly thinning due to this situation. "I'm not happy you led us here under false pretenses Tiljann," Alric attempts to soften his tone, fails somewhat, "But we are in a similar situation of sorts, the entity bars our path from the...

Alric shows some consternation at seeing some of the spear wielding Seela, yet keeps a tight lip, still not certain as to what he and his companions have walked into. At Papuvin's simple question, he shifts uncomfortably, wishing to skip pleasantries and get to the crux of the matter of why...

Alric looks up at the huge young warrior, strangely not really surprised to hear a brash reply like that from Bannock. He sees determination and a bit more weathering than he's used to seeing on his face. Alric grins a wry grin and slides his silver sword from his scabbard. Lapdog of Ragesia or...

Alric listens to the devil's words intently, attempting to discern misleading in any of of his statements. No matter what happens, he will find out we don't have the case. But if he learns it now, he may already be free of his contract. Can't say I'd miss a devil fighting by my side however...

Alric fingers the pommel of his silver sword, but does not draw it. His shoulder itches ferociously at the sight of the devil's glaive. Despite this, he attempts to look unperturbed by the devil by wearing a wolfish grin. "And what do you propose? Do you assume we have the means to free you...

Alric smiles wolfishly at Kirio. "As always Kirio, your prose and colorful expression are music to mine ears." "Papuvin awaits. I'm eager to see if he knows of a way to hurt Indominability."