Men'Thar-The Lost Patriarch

[DralonXitz]

"It is a shame... I guess. Kid should have run for cover when the fight started. Besides, perhaps our wide shooting rogue saw something in this boy that we didn't. Maybe he was a servant of the Dark Warrior. OOOOO!" Zar laughs. He sobers up quickly enough under the damning glare of the dwarf. "Uh... yes... Well, let's search our fallen foe here, see if we can learn anything about him and why he was sent to kill us. Zar looks over the body and kneels beside it.

((OOC: Search +7, Spot +2))

As the rest of the group surrounds the fallen child, the Sea Elf kneels down and searches the body (Search Check 15+7=22, SUCCESS, Spot Check 7+2=9, FAILURE), rummaging throughout his clothes and armor, looking for anything. He finds a few small items, such as knives, darts, and small pieces of cloth. Then as he moves back his hair out of his face, he fails to see something odd, a small red glow of light on his forehead. As he sits back in failure, the Dark Warrior's Eyes Dart Open, filled with pure white as his mouth opens wide, bracing his back as a massive black demon pulls out of his chest, sending echoes of pain throughout the valley. As the Demon rises, it laughs quickly and aims at Zar, flying directly into his face, turning his eyes pitch black as a fire spins inside of him, diving deep into his soul. Then Zar comes back to normal, unaware of what just happened.

 

[Vendetta]

"La ti ta." Zar hums stupidly.

((OOC, of course))

 

[deadestdai]

(OOC: Does Skarsus notice this at all?

Spoiler

Spot -1 (hehe)

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[taitzu52]

Thromgril feels numb. Numb like he felt for years, wandering through the mountains after the fall of his clan. Numb like he feels every time blood is spilled in the name of some cause, just or no. Not caring much for the child on the streets, or the blood money on his head, he stands there and wipes off his axe. Seeing Derrik moving off into the city, he looks at his fallen foe.

(OOC- Spot +1, did Thromgril happen to see anything happen to Zar?)

 

[taitzu52]

Thromgril blinks and rubs his eyes and says, "What the blazes?". He unslings his axe and yells, "DERRIK!!! Derrik git back here, the kid'll have t'wait!" He blinks again and looks at Zar and says, "Alright Pointy, say somthin' Zar would say. Now!!" Thromgril growls menacingly.

 

[deadestdai]

An astonished look on his tear-strewn face, Skarsus jumps to his feet and readies his sword incase Zar may attack or.... anything really. Elf? Are you there?

 

[Ferrix]

Derrik turns back to his companions, a grim look on his face, he snaps, "what's gotten into that damn elf this time?!" Obviously he is in no mood to prance around with words.

OOC: Knowledge: Religion +3

 

[Vendetta]

"You dare challenge me, you drunken lout!" Zar-Vroxiar snaps back at the dwarf, unaware of what he had seen. He gets ready to cast "fly" to put the much needed distance between himself and the others should the mad dwarf attack him. "And now you as well, boy?" Zar scowls as the horseman steps forward.

 

[deadestdai]

You didn't see that!? A daemon! The size of a horse just flew into you! Possessed you it did! Skarsus makes sure the others are in agreement with him. Do you feel any differently?

 

[Ferrix]

Placing the child carefully on the ground, Derrik raises his hands calmly to the elf, "it's okay Zar, don't be going off the anvil now... Not like Thromgril 'ere could really hurt ya, could barely wrestle ya to the dirt if'n he tried." This last bit is punctuated by a forge-red look at Thromgril hoping that he gets the idea.

OOC: Ready to cast dispel magic or hold person depending if things really get out of hand; should have saved that protection from evil spell damnit