Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160523114310/@comment-29458028-20160604085140

Hayden didn't even move, Instead, he just stared at the elf. His gaze was unsettling in itself - it was as if the elf was not just seeing his own death reflecting in those eyes, but the extinction of his whole race. It was as if Hayden himself could perpetrate such gross violations against morality and ethics...

"I give you one chance to speak. You know I was hiding up there all along. I know everything. You can talk, and we'll make everything less painful" said Hayden.

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"Thank you" said Al, before his spell ended of its own accord. He wasn't much for necromancy, and his vampiric powers were quite minor - his necomantic ability only allowed him to revive targets so they could speak or distract, but the body was too weak to be of assistance in battle, and soon broke apart.

"Well, there we have it. It looks like they are planning an all out war, with nothing to lose. We will need to break through the siege of Kvatch ... and return to the Imperial city."