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Carthum looked skywards for a brief moment. Into the blue skies- so serene, but carrying tremendous heat from the north. Monsters. Ruin. He seemed to snap back to reality soon enough. Of course, he would impart a blessing upon their meal- of the 'speaking Suru's grace' part, not an actual...

Carthum took the offered seat as well, alongside his sister. His heart ached for the pains of this traveler, but he knew that many others suffered like him- and some had not survived to suffer, or would not, if they lingered too long. "We are traveling north," he'd confirm, "though to where...

"Good day, sir," Carthum greeted the man with a formal-looking nod. "Blessings of Suru upon you on this sun-blistered day." The man did not rush for weapons, or look furtively around for back-up. He seemed an honest man, or at least, honest enough to share a slice of meat and bread with. If...

Carthum watched the display- magic in action. There were so many different sorts of the mystical, and Dain's was very different from the flames and crackling pain energy of their other companions. But for the moment- he would hang back, letting Dain work his diplomacy on the hound. There was...

It actually is quite amazing, crossing the river. Watching Jeovanna work. Carthum at least has the good graces to look embarrassed for watching. Luckily, the necessities of life on the road draws them onwards without too much time to mull over everything. The half-orc sniffs the air, catching...

Carthum had his eyes on the thorns and grass behind them while Dain and Jeovanna dealt with the dirty work of dispatching the snake. Even dead snakes' heads could still bite, and it was with that thought in mind that he'd sweep the venomous thing away and into the brush with the tip of his...

Carthum nodded- but his shield was never far from his allies! He'd take up a defensive position, in case anything thought to sweep in from the reeds and encircle them. They, at least, had a bit of a high ground!

Carthum was, honestly, likely more interested in keeping an eye on Metea than on the surrounding landscape. If she created a bridge over the thorns- couldn't a creature pursue them right back across it? Then again, he had seen her use that spell with quite amazing speed before... Like the fox...

Carthum was apt to just head onwards. The denser woods would provide some respite from the heat, as well, he imagined. They were, as a group, endangered around other people should combat become necessary. The skills and abilities they had used so freely in the darkness of the mines, which had...

Carthum was more worried about the child than the animals! They were not far from the road, true, but they were far enough that a child rushing about yelling was dangerous... for the child! There were monsters and bandits on the road, after all! He'd strain his hearing, to tell if there were...

Carthum's position in the line seemed to change as they walked, but he was not entirely moving at random. No, he was keeping a close eye on the group more than the natural forests around them. When his attention did wander, it was to the sky above- the glory of the sun was waiting to grace them...

Carthum had awoken with the sun. His final prayer in Kalair had been in the great chapel, just one of many priests and worshippers there to receive the words of Suru and the sermon of the high priestess. The other priests did not know of his mission, but he did carry with him a shield bearing...

Carthum One-Tusk: Afterparty The church provided. The great god of light listened. Praise Suru! Carthum had gone into the great chapel along with a slender, ancient priestess of his order. The two stood alone under the great archways of the temple, below the light everlasting. Carthum bowed...

Carthum could understand the others' quiet displeasure to an extent, but this was a quest that went far beyond their own lives and souls. Perhaps it was all smoke and mirrors of ancient magic, but Carthum had faith that Suru had chosen them for this. It was enough for him. He agreed with Dain...

Great healers indeed. A monumental goal. A vision of flagellation and hope! Was gentle Metea right all along? Praise Suru, for our fates to be intertwined! Carthum's eyes blinked open, and he smiled up at his sister, squeezing her shoulder. He was okay! A vision of himself wrecked and wracked...

Jeovanna & Carthum: At the Throne of Immel Carthum nodded in agreement with his sister. His ultimate loyalty was to the church of Suru; they would know about the demons and undead in this mine, but the fey were not an existential threat of the same order. He could not pretend that he was...

It is a long walk, literally or otherwise. Carthum's heart beats heavy in his chest- oddly enough, he does not seem nervous, persae, but there is still tension there. This must be what Suru intended. These gems and coral were like an underground sun. They were doing more than following his...

Carthum shifted in his armor- turned back towards the others as they continued to prod at the door. Yes, he had been listening! "We cannot risk the door opening and allowing fiends to freely wander again, Metea," he said. "Is the gem a seal- or a power source?" Were they even demons beyond, or...

Carthum's mind is also on the past, but his eyes still cut the darkness. Late nights spent studying Suru's teachings from old tomes and older priests. He should have perhaps spent more time on theory than on crushing melons with his mace. Still, he retraces memories of training that are still...

Carthum is not even trying to hide, honestly. His guard position is more one of contemplation, though his eyes scan the darkness. The faint light from dancing lights in the distance enough to allow his orcish eyes to see. In his head, he recites old prayers to Suru, and imagines himself in the...