nerdytenor
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To the prisoner, Karis continues Moreen's line of questioning. "Yes, where is Elloen? And who is Baradur?" She cocks her head at him, considering dispassionately. "I wonder if perhaps we should just kill him. With what Lethani told us, we should be able to figure out the rest anyway, and this one looks like he might take time to break." Addressing the prisoner again, she continues, "Yes, Lethani told us quite a lot. You didn't think we just let him go, did you? Or did he convince you he'd escaped on his own?" She smirks. "Fool."
The mage's face quickly flashes with anger. "I should have known not to trust an elf. Your lot break easier than most." He looks directly into Karis's eyes. "Cowards," he says, nearly spitting the word. "And you can save your threats of death - I am near my end, and even should blessed Baradur come here right now and smite the lot of you, I don't think he'll reward me for my failure to destroy you with his best healing magicks." He chuckles again.
He cocks his head to face Mardrick. "Know this, weakling. Your wife has left you for another. She is to wed Baradur, blessed Baradur! She must be strong indeed - stronger than you, that much is certain. But take heart - you are being replaced by someone much better - much better than you, much better for her. Isn't it wonderful?" He grins widely and sighs like a schoolgirl, then erupts into dark, growly laughter once more. It takes half the party to restrain Mardrick from charging the mage.