Lerrick wishes all who are heading out the door good luck. As she settles back down into her chair she starts to feel dizzy. The mark on her forehead suddenly glows bright silver. She feels as if she it starting to faint. Her eyes roll into the back of her head and her mind fades into darkness. Before she loses consciousness she hears a familiar voice. "Come child, let us rid this evil once and for all..."
The patrons around her look in horror as a silver mist begins to swirl around the cleric. Just as the mist engulfs her they see the cleric collapse. A bright flash occurs, temporarily blinding all around her. When they the regain their eyesight, the cleric is gone.
Before the patrons get a chance to settle down the door burst open. A sturdy dwarf dressed in plate mail, carrying a large waraxe boldly strides into the tavern, making a beeline to the bard. Give me an ale...no...make that 2 and a pot of that stew that your famous for! After receiving his food and drink he quaffs the first pint, then devours his stew. He then quaffs the second ale, pauses, then lets out a thunderous belch. I'm back and I'm look'n for work.
ooc: Kruk: lvl 11 dwarf guardian fighter looking for adventure
The patrons around her look in horror as a silver mist begins to swirl around the cleric. Just as the mist engulfs her they see the cleric collapse. A bright flash occurs, temporarily blinding all around her. When they the regain their eyesight, the cleric is gone.
Before the patrons get a chance to settle down the door burst open. A sturdy dwarf dressed in plate mail, carrying a large waraxe boldly strides into the tavern, making a beeline to the bard. Give me an ale...no...make that 2 and a pot of that stew that your famous for! After receiving his food and drink he quaffs the first pint, then devours his stew. He then quaffs the second ale, pauses, then lets out a thunderous belch. I'm back and I'm look'n for work.
ooc: Kruk: lvl 11 dwarf guardian fighter looking for adventure