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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Phoenix" data-source="post: 3062490" data-attributes="member: 16166">Jovick smiled and nodded a little, perhaps in amusement.  “Come, we can talk and walk.”  Ymris found herself walking through the streets of the city, but none there could see or hear them.  Jovick talked a little, commented on an eatery or ale house, putting her nerves a little at ease.  There was a strange echoing noise from around her, something familiar, then she felt something brush against her leg.“It’s Thom you know, he can still see you, something about cats I never understood.  Familiar cats are apperently more sensative as well.”  Jovick shrugged.  He came across as not the most scholarly messenger of death, but he seemed to know a lot about the hidden corners of the city.“A lot of people say that they’ve avoided death one was or another, I did, for a while.  Dunno if you ever heard of the god Zsath?  I hadn’t, ‘til I killed him of course.”  Jovick’s had slid to the pommel of his dark blade, he sighed heavily.  “Now I’m stuck doing his job, not alive, not dead, maybe a bit of both.  To tell the truth I’m no expert, so maybe there is something you can do.”“A few friends of mine and I met you when you were, well, probably only a couple of years old.  You and a bunch of other kids were being held by Zimmerman, the first Zimmerman…the fat guy.  He was using your souls to fuel dark magic, trying to escape the city, apparently it was dying.  We got you out, Taran made sure you all got good homes.  It was kinda hard to keep up with you all though, especially after I had to start looking after so many others.”</blockquote>

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