Rhun's Weekend Game - Dwellers of the Forbidden City - IC Thread

[Shayuri]

Talshia goes to Zeddicus' side and kneels down. Her face is still, but something in her voice betrays a grief that is only inches from cracking her self-control.

"Quickly! Healing magic! It may not be too late..."

 

[Kobold Stew]

The smell of blood is in Sandor's nostrils, but he turns when he hears Talshia's call.

The lizardman strides towards Zeddicus, reaching into his bag as he does so for his healing wand. "Let us see..." he sense with a surprising calm.


Sandor kneels down beside Zeddicus, pulsing a charge of the wand into the body, and, if there is any life signs at all at that point, following it with another one immediately.

OOC: cure light wounds, x 2.

 

[industrygothica]

"He is too far gone," the cleric says with a surprising calmness. "It will take more magic than we have to bring him back now."

Abel kneels next to his fallen body, confident that Sandor's wand will yield no results, and closes Zedd's eyes. Closing his own eyes, he says a prayer to the Morninglord in Zeddicus's name. "Guide him home," he whispers in closing.

 

[Voidrazor]

Helios manages to look both hangdog as well as tense and angry at the same time. But for once, he remains silent.

 

[Rhun]

If the noise of the battle alerted anyone, they don't come looking...the typical daytime silence of the city falls back over the alley as you cluster around Zeddicus' body. Despite Abel and Sandor's skill with wounds, the warrior is too far gone.

 

[Kobold Stew]

Sandor strips his former companion, placing his items to one side. "We can divide his things now or later. Does anyone know of Zeddicus' religious beliefs?" the lizard hisses through his sharp teeth.

When he is met with a silence or shaking heads, Sandor continues. "I propose to feast on him, that our party maybe strengthened as a result. You are all welcome to a portion, if you wish. But you need not. His soul and his body are now parted, and the best way I know to honour the deceased is with a feast. This is," he turns to the cleric, "a carnivore theology."

Sandor takes a deep bite below Zeddicus' diphragm, reaching in a devouring the principal organs, or dividing them with his companions if they wish. After his meal, which does not take long, he does not wash his hands, as a further memorial to the deceased.

When due rites and respect have been paid, Sandor asks, "Shall we proceed?"

 

[Shayuri]

Talshia turns a distinct green when she sees Sandor is serious, and demands in a choked voice, "Stop it! Stop it at once! Your ways are not ours, so leave his body be!"

She turns an accusing glare on Helios too. "A few gold pieces too great a price to pay...how much more is this? We could have at least...bah, nevermind. Lets find somewhere out of sight before that runaway attracts still MORE trouble. Sandor, would you be so kind as to help move his body -without- eating it?"

Talshia then starts looking for a place the party can hide and lick its wounds without being too obvious about it.

 

[Voidrazor]

"Who knew a bunch of bugbears would be so tough? After those giant lizardmen there was no reason to think these ..." Helios gestures at the fallen creatures, while speaking in defensive tones, "would be a problem. If Abel were familiar with the basics of triage, this wouldn't have happened! And that said, I don't know Zed's religious beliefs, but I'm pretty damn certain they didn't include cannibalism."

 

[Kobold Stew]

"The truth is, none of us knew very much about him at all. He was quiet, and he had escaped from the pressure placed on him by his parents, whom I believe he resented. Yet here he was, fighting beside us all this time. I am offering you a chance to make up for that and make him part of you. Zeddicus Cobb was one of us, but this is no longer him. We can choose to be sentiental if we wish, but we all know that whatever it is we do with the body, it has already begun to rot, and that process will only continue. You all eat meat that was once connected to brainstems, but that is anonymous. Here you have a name, and really little else... The matter is no different, as I believe you know. Tell me what you want done with the body. Put it in the ground? Cook it on a fire until it is inedible and mere ash? Carry it with us and try to find his ambitious parents?"

"You may save your sentiment. This is no longer Zeddicus... It is rotting meat. The remains of the man I fought alongside deserves better than to rot."

Sandor stands up, and takes his spear. He turns to Talshia:"I am sorry that I frightened you, my friend. I had hoped to save him, to heal him, but that was not possible. I mean you and Zeddicus Cobb no disrespect."

Sandor the Bloody pauses, and looks at the deceased's possessions. Sandor asks the group,"I presume then that you have no intention to loot his corpse? Who among you will keep his armour, his sword, and deliver them to his parents?" He looks around. "When I die, if any of you are there, I ask you to have a nice barbecue."

Sandor puts his wand away, and reaches out with a serpentine claw for his wolf, and scratches it behind the ears.

 

[industrygothica]

"Who knew a bunch of bugbears would be so tough? After those giant lizardmen there was no reason to think these ..." Helios gestures at the fallen creatures, while speaking in defensive tones, "would be a problem. If Abel were familiar with the basics of triage, this wouldn't have happened! And that said, I don't know Zed's religious beliefs, but I'm pretty damn certain they didn't include cannibalism."

"You're right. It is all my fault," Abel says serenely. He offers no evidence of truth--if her really believes the statement--or sarcasm, leaving those around him to guess. Regardless, he is perfectly willing to take any blame if it makes the others feel better.