Men'Thar-The Lost Patriarch

Derrik seeing that Thromgril has hands on the situation, turns around promptly, giving a sharp glare to Ackalon, he proceeds to go about the business he had prior. Properly interning the slain child at a place of worship.
 

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Regaining his composure, Zar shakes himself free of the dwarf. "By the great seas, dwarf, do you want me to wash your dwarven scent off on me as well?" Zar says with a grouchy air, but gives the dwarven warrior a wink before becoming serious again. "Just what the hell happened there?"
 

Placing his arrow back into his quiver and shouldering his bow, Ackalon smirks at Derrik and looks at the Sea Elf. No big deal actually...He states sarcasticly You have a possible demon possessing your body, soared into the air, shouted about how powerfull you are, and then fell to the ground...
 

"Strange," Says the sea elf. "I usually just proclaim my greatness and power right in front of people."
 
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Still holding Palientha's reigns, Skarsus snorts derisively. You play with power far beyond any's understandin'. Just remember this day wizard and how silly you feel right now. Or how you "should" feel if you have any humility at all...?
 

Thromgril crosses his arms impatiently. "Dang it, let's get that child to an ossler so we can be off. We have important business, unless ya forget. We can figure out who that was later.", he says as he makes off behind Derrik.
 

The wizard whirls on the young human and with venom in his voice, growls, "And I suppose that you would have done better, had you been the one to search the body and have some demon thing leap into you and you not know a damn thing had happened? I suppose that you would not have allowed that? That your shear force of will would have held the thing at bay. The powers that I "play" with might be far beyond your ability to understand, but not mine... what happened, if I can trust you, was something completely different than my spells and concerns you as much as it concerns me. Or should, that is, if YOU are humble enough to admit it. After all, what did you do to help the situation? You stood there with your thumb up your horse's..."

Thromgril cuts him off. "I said shut it! We got business ta do!"

The sea elf scowls at Skarsus for a moment before turning away to look for a place to bring the boy, as the dwarf suggested.

((OOC: Sorry taitzu52, for using your character but it seemed appropriate and I couldn't figure how else to keep Zar from saying what he was going to say :D))
 
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Skarsus "turned-off" almost as soon as the boring elf had started his rant. he was tired of his idiotic rantings an hour ago.

Nodding to Derrick, he once again mounts Palientha.

Now that this tomfoolery is done with, get yourselves prepared. We have a long journey ahead of us.
 

The party trudges off towards a nearby church of Derrik's choosing. After some words of regret to the priest within, they double check their supplies, and make ready to leave Skyrium in search of the church in Zakor. Perhaps a meal and a fight is all the relaxation they need for one night before a long journey?
 

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