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"I have not been harmed." Skarzag rasped. "But further indiscretions may lead to violence on my part." He observed her quietly, his gauntlet-covered hands clenched into tight fists. The chilled air around him grew a bit colder, as if to match his disposition. The cloaked head tur...

OoC: Sorry for the delay guys! Some stuff came up in real life (blast it!). I should be back and able to post on Sunday.

"Be grateful that mercy has found you this day, beast." Skarzag proclaimed, clasping the axe back into its scabbard. He'd seen thousands of imps and demons during his capture, and this one was akin to many of them in terms of ugliness. Seemingly weak, he knew how deceiving looks could be. ...

The skeletal warrior sensed something, but the feeling passed quickly. Whatever ethereal force provided him hearing was not as keen as human senses. He thought nothing of it, but continued yet to trudge through the trees. Twigs and leaves snapped and crunched underneath, a welcome sound after the du...

Name: Skarzag the Wretched Species: Skeleton Gender: Male Alliance: Good Age: 475 Human Age Equivalency: 475 Mature Adult at Age: 18 Appearance: Standing a little under six feet tall, Skarzag is clad in a long, dark-brown cloak with the hood pulled low, obscuring all facial features in shadow. Heav...

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"Hunt all my life. Easy." Tinin boasted. He was entirely grateful that she had come along. Of course, he would have eventually found food and water. But he could have also died in the process. There was no fear in that thought. Tinin had seen enough death to not mourn or ponder over it mo...

Tinin plucked a leaf of his own from the tree he leaned against. Two milky eyes admired it briefly before he crushed it and tossed it away. "Hot... cold. Cycle." Tinin echoed. It was a foreign concept, but he grasped it. Her generosity stunned him somewhat. She didn't even need something g...

OoC: "Bethesda would’ve pegged him for an Argonian." Beautiful... haven't lol'd like that in a while. IC: "Only gods know if deserved." Tinin said quietly, peering down at the sharp claws which had done little building in their time, but more than their fair share of destruction....

Tinin sat silently for a moment. The journey passed quickly through his mind, from the moment he left the estate to the moment he stumbled into the edge of the woods. "Far away. Jungle. Have no name, always been jungle." He hissed quietly, a pang of homesickness seizing his heart for a mom...

Tinin turned his head to regard the mountains. Her description of what it once was was intriguing to him. Dark creatures were a hearty challenge sometimes, just the type of fight he enjoyed. The warrior culture of his home helped his people develop an acute sense of fighting honor. Though they were ...

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Tinin nodded his appreciation to her as he took the fish. He tossed his weapon to the ground and sat up against a tree with a low sigh. The lizardman regarded the fish for a moment before devouring it in two large, ravenous bites. A look of contentment washed over his face and his tail swished lazil...

"Do not trust magick." Tinin grunted. "Protect land with claw and sword." Tinin's culture revolved around physical prowess. Magick was a foreign and very hostile concept to them, as they had only seen it used to destroy. Even the shaman's use of spiritual energy was offputting. ...

"Soul Reaver." He grunted. Tinin had seen shaman who could manipulate the spirit world and do things his mind couldn't comprehend. He could comprehend slitting their throats in a battle, and that was as far as his relationship usually went with magick. He regarded her cautiously, clutchin...

Undead. Words churned in his head for an image to fit the word. Shambling, rotted corpses were the only thing that came to mind for him. They were the only undead he had seen, and had no knowledge of any other types. Again, she didn't seem dangerous, and his instincts told him he could relax a bit. ...

Tinin's face didn't betray the surprise he felt as he observed her. She appeared fully healed, despite the fall from a rather great height. This put a pang of alarm into him. When things didn't happen like they were supposed to, such as someone being crippled for life from a near-fatal fall, that us...

Tinin watched this process with mixed confusion, alarm, and amusement. Perhaps he wasn't being stalked after all, and maybe everything out here didn't want to kill him (old habits died hard, he supposed). His eyes squinted, tongue testing the air as she hit the ground. She didn't look very threateni...

OoC: Not a problem! Thanks for the reply! Tinin's first tentative steps into the woods brought a profound sense of relief. He sensed no immediate danger and was glad. The weapon in his claws hadn't bit into flesh for a long while, and a part of him missed that. However, a larger part of him wanted ...