[IC] Rathan seeks to speak with Sidhe Li son of Wicht.....

[Rathan]

Rathan wanders the town....

looking for one man though not for a fight.....

*He makes an annoucement*


"I wish to speak with Sidhe Li.... Son of Wicht Wolf of Hells.....!"

Rathan leans on his long gnarled staff... slipping his holy symbol between his fingers..... waiting and pondering......

his holy symbol bares a large sun with rays of light round...... in the middle an eye of blue jade........

Along his staff of pure white.... in a downward spiral.... blue jade eyes flow down the staff....

Rathan now in his clerics vestments.... silver lined...within the trim blue slik eyes are printed.....

he truly is a sight to see.... he has faired well while away......

 

[Kamard]

*A once-familiar... "face" appears in a swirl of cotton candy flavoured smoke, holding a corn dog in one hand and a large handful of polaroids in the other.*

Speaks Kamard, the Arcanaloth, and past Master of This and That Etc...

"Umm, Rathan. You're dead. I ate your liver myself. Now be a good soul and come back to Hell."

Kamard waits for this Rathan's response.

 

[Rathan]

Rathan smiles.....


"Well well well... at least there "someone" here that I remember.... and I was told of the "party" you had over my demise Kamard..... thing is..... I have friends in high places....."

"I was put here again for a reason.... and I will not tell you what for.... I wish to speak with Sidhe Li Son of Wicht... now begone...... before I send you back to hell myself......"

 

[Kamard]

"You...send ME...Back to hell? And how would you do that? Beat me with a stick? Pshaw. Truly, if you have a purpose that the featherheads upstairs have arranged for you to deal with, then by all means, do it."

"But If you fail at it, once again I will have my due. I think this time I will dice you up and make a nice soup for us all, rather than a barbecue. Do you like carrots in your soup? Wait... it won't matter what YOU want. Mwahahahaha!!!!"

Kamard sits back, laughing softly to himself, and polishes his nails while Rathan replies.

 

[Rathan]

"See Kamard....I'm going to do the one thing that will hurt you the most......"

and with that... Rathans sits... and ponders..... not saying a word... for Kamard with nothing to come back with a sinde remark from is just a big bag of hellish wind........

 

[Kamard]

Kamard waits a few more minutes, visibly growing impatient. Finally he speaks.

"You know Rathan. I liked you a lot better when you were heavily spiced."

And with that, Kamard vanishes into a greasy plume of tang-scented steam.

 

[Wicht]

Word reaches Rathan as he waits. The townsfolks know of Sidhe Li but he is not in town. He is a wandering teacher. He can perhaps be found in the countryside teaching children, unless of course he is involved in a fight somewhere.

 

[Rathan]

Rathan blesses the townfolk for the news they share with him.... and he wanders off in search of Sidhe Li.....

"I have many questions to ask.... hopefully he may have some of the answers......."