Shackled City - Chapter II

Alinis shrugs and follows Raven, wiping her bloody hands with a spare bit of rag, grimancing at the sight and tossing it away, before helping Raven herd the kids out. "Please try not to kill yourselves alright?" she said wryly as she left.
 

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Zeric watched as the elf maid and Raven left with the children and realized that the dwarf had been right to send the children out of the room.

~At least someone here is thinking clearly, even when I am not...~

Sliding his morningstar into its loop on his belt, Zeric returned to the slaver's body and picked up the urgosh in his free hand. Extending the torch to Althron, Zeric pulled the helm back exposing the trollkin's features for the first time.

"Cuthbert has found you guilty of your sins Kazmojen and as the torch will end your life on this plane, may the fires in the Abyss forever cause you pain."

[sblock]Once Althron grabs the torch, Zeric will sever the slaver's head from his body.[/sblock]
 

Once Zeric has severed the head and the body stripped he will take some latern oil (if anyone has any) pour it on the body and head and then proceed to light it on fire. Once the body/head is consumed by the fire he will head out towards Raven and Alinis, keeping a close eye on Zeric and Orpheus incase they decide to go at it again.
 

As the pyre erupted in front of him, Zeric nodded his thanks to the dwarvish priest before speaking to him.

"You should escort the children up Cudgel, there is much to be done here and having to worry about the children will only slow me down. I will finish what needs to be done down here by the time you return with more from your order."

Zeric's voice was low and steady, but his eyes burned brightly with a barely controlled anger.
 

Verbatim said:
"You should escort the children up Cudgel, there is much to be done here and having to worry about the children will only slow me down. I will finish what needs to be done down here by the time you return with more from your order."

"Aye and what would that be exactly?" Althron states carefully studing the angry man infront of him.

He continues on not even giving him a chance to speak."My orders were explicit, rescue any of the citzens of Cauldron that I could find and to safe guard this group and you are part of this group so you can just drop any daft ideas about goin on your own. So why don't you come with us, escort the children back up to the surface and then we can come back down kill us some more hobgoblin and rescue more innocent people." While he stated it in a friendly matter his stance told anyone who bothered to look that he would not back down from his position.
 

Zeric’s gaze never wavered from the dwarf as he listened to the Cudgel’s words. While he knew the dwarf was trying to keep the peace among them all, Zeric also knew what Priestess Urikas had charged him to do.

”The children need you Cudgel, guide those we have freed already to safety, but for every moment we are gone, those we seek to bring to justice will flee like the cowardly rats they are. You know they will not sit idle after we leave. They must be dealt with now, while the iron is hot.”

Looking down at the gash in his armor, Zeric knew that its protection would be limited, but it would have to do for now.

”You may not agree with me Althron, but if you think on my words, you must know I speak the truth. If I fall, it will be Cuthbert’s will, but let me fall seeing his will done. Do not seek to deny me my chance for vengeance on those the trollkin has harmed.”

Softening his words, Zeric added his parting thoughts as he prepared to walk away from the others.

”If you hurry though, I promise to leave some for you…”
 

Althron listens to Zeric reply, fully expecting what he was saying. The thought of bashing him over the head with his mace and then dragging him back up while he was knocked out flashed through his head but that would create more problems then it would solve.

"My clan has a saying Zeric, it goes like this. 'Every man has a right to pick the spot of his death' and I won't be arguing with you about it. Alone down here you will meet your death, as sure as your breathin but don't be thinkin that this is about vengence or even justice. No its about revenge, that somehow if you go down fightin that it will make up for what those bastard priests did to you, a final cry of defiance I figure. But what you don't understand is by doing this you ultimately give into them, you let them win..."

He turns and heads towards the door, guesturing to the others that its time to go. "You stand at a crossroads again Zeric, you can stay alone and die in a blaze of glory that ultimately will change the face of the world little or you can come and join your friends and maybe make a big change over the long haul. Either way it is your choice."
 

"I shall see you when you return Cudgel, if not, I shall see you on the otherside if Cuthbert wills it. I will walk with you to the lift and should I be forced to flee, I will take it and return to the gnomish city and await your return."

Zeric knew that the priest thought him mad, and perhaps there was a bit of madness in his rage, but for once the dwarf did not understand as much as he thought he did. Even if he should save but one imprisoned soul before meeting his death, he did not feel his sacrifice would mean nothing. To that one person, it would mean everything and that alone was enough for Zeric.

Once they reached the lift, Zeric watched as those who were leaving stood on the platform before sending it upwards speakling to Althron as it began to rise.

"Once you reach the top, send it back down. Otherwise, this truly may be a suicide journey for me."

[sblock]I left this open should any of the others stay behind, but truthfully I know it is more likely IC that the majority of you will need to go up to rest.[/sblock]
 

Raven

Raven, seeing the children in order outside the room, tires of the bickering she hears inside. She reenters and wordlessly begins to search the bodies, including the hobgoblin guards. "Should have done this before they poured they set him on fire." she mutters.

As the others load up the elevator, Raven pauses. "Maybe I should stay down here and keep an eye on Zeric. Hurry back now!"
 

Althron nods to Zeric, he has made his decision it would seem and it wasn't his place to tell him different. Once they reach the elevator he pauses and hands the Hexblade his remaining healing potions.

"Take these, they aren't much but hopefully will server you well enough. Although Priestess Urikas will thin me daft for lettin you stay down here, everyone person has the right to forge thier own path. May Cuthbert walk with you."

ooc: Manz is Zeric still there when you stated this?
 

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