Huraz: Why did you induct me? I think you felt sorry for me... You were a beast. I go over the log of you solo defending aginst 7 nexuns, killing 4, and sending the rest running. Your comments always made me laugh out loud. Thanks for giving me a chance.
(I never ate cake since the Interview like you ordered, untill I was a con-ghost.)


Inducted you because i knew you were trying real hard. Figured you might die alot as the character if you ever managed to hero and would learn lots from the experience. But in doing so i figured i could give you a taste of what being a battlerager was all about. That way in the future you'll come back as a better, stronger, smarter rager ready to rock it up with the vets.


Here: If you remember this, i figured you practically wet yourself when this happened when you asked me for my reccomendation. It still gives me a good laugh when i read it.



Throwing back his head, an Immortal cackles with insane glee!

Thror uncloaks his presence.

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A Shadowed Alcove
The glow of the fire and torches does not reach this alcove. Tucked away
with the windows shuttered only a single table sits here. The rest of the
patrons who linger here prefer their own chair and that chair away from any
others. Barmaids scurry in to deliver drinks and hurry out just as quickly,
never lingering long. Faces are covered in shadow and hard to make out.
Whispers echo about, but only rarely, as most here would not like their
business known or talked about. The smell of old meat abnd rank ale lingers
strongly here as the sounds of the inn seem to drift in here from the west
like a dream of some faraway place. The destruction of the rest of the Inn
seemed to leave this place relatively intact.


A short dwarf with a red beard is here, slinging curses at no one in particular.
Saeth is here.
Syntorian is sitting here.
Valarath is here.
A very large storm giant stands eyeing the crowd for troubles.
A figure, cloaked in shadow, sits in the darkest corner.

You bow deeply.

Thror nods at you in agreement.

You whisper 'Greetings Thane.'

Valarath blinks a few times.

Syntorian respectfully kneels before Thror.

Thror says 'I'm rather sure ye see...'

Valarath says 'Hail Mil'ord!'

Valarath gets to one knee.

Valarath nods.

Syntorian looks at Thror.

Thror says 'That Huraz is more than capable O' makin' sure our beliefs ain't disputed.'

Thror yells 'A round o' ale!'

Dwayshe says 'Hail , an unexpected appearnace'

You whisper 'I will not give my reccomendation to the underserving.'

Thror yells 'I want some bloody service!'

You whisper 'Of this i will be sure.'

Thror nods at you in agreement.

Syntorian lets out an exhale of breath as he slowly sinks to the ground.

Syntorian pauses, a thoughtful look on his face.

Thror says 'Te give such te the undeservin, is te leave yer back open when the War is te difficult te
see from all angles.'

You step out of the shadows.
Huraz: Timeline for the rites yet Thane?

Thror says 'It's then that yer have te trust those who fight at yer side.'
You nod.

Thror: Soon. Very soon lad.

You whisper 'I also do have my prejudices against those of the light fighting a war with me.'

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You step out of the shadows.
Your hatred of magic surrounds you.

Thror nods.

Intronan uncloaks his presence.

Throwing back his head, Thror cackles with insane glee!

Intronan whispers 'This I can understand.'
You lick your mouth and smile.

Intronan whispers 'I had many of the same prejudices.'

A wry little smile crosses Intronan's face.


Dwayshe says 'I've been told to put such questions aside'
Thror says 'Well if it ain't bird-legs.'

Syntorian looks at Intronan.

Intronan nods at Syntorian.

Intronan gives Thror a crooked smile.

Valarath kneels facing Intronan.


Looking directly at Intronan, Thror's eyes narrow dangerously.

Intronan whispers 'Thane. Greetings.'
Intronan nods at Valarath.
Thror nods.

Thror says 'Greetings Crimson Commander.'


Intronan looks at his legs.


Thror yells 'I want some BLOODY ALE!'


Intronan whispers 'You've seen what they can do, however, Thane'


Syntorian says 'It is not often the presence of two gods is found in such an inn'

Intronan gives Thror a crooked smile.

With a tremendous crash, Thror brings his hammers against a nearby table, splintering it!

Intronan whispers 'I come to listen. He comes for the ale.'

Huraz wipes a wooden chip from his shoulder.

Thror says 'Carry on Huraz. Donnae let our banterin's stop yer.'


Intronan nods at Thror.

You whisper 'Now, where were we Valarath?'

Thror whispers 'Er Intronan's filthy breath.'
Valarath pauses, a thoughtful look on his face.

Syntorian sits down and rests.

You whisper 'Come come, quick, i haven't all day.'

A wry little smile crosses Intronan's face.

Valarath says 'I was saying how the Orders anti-magical army beat back the Chaos...'

Intronan nods.

Intronan cloaks his presence and disappears.


You nod.

Syntorian chuckles politely.
You whisper 'Yes, details of the war.'

You whisper 'Carry on.'

Valarath says 'Well, after they beat the Chaos off, the Order allowed their Barbarian race to have
free reign over that which they conquored'

Valarath says 'They were allowed to loot and pillage that which was once the Chaos's'

You whisper 'Must of been marvelous yes?'

Valarath nods.

You shake your head in dismay.

You whisper 'No, it was not.'

Valarath says 'Quite a spectacle'
You whisper 'Tell me why.'

Valarath says 'Oh, i ment to see'

You whisper 'Or head back to the lyceum.'

Syntorian pauses, a thoughtful look on his face.

Valarath says 'They had become uncontrollable'

Valarath says 'they started to turn on thoes whom Created them, and they were no longer able to
control them'


You whisper 'They had just been given free reign to loot and pillage.'

Valarath nods.

You whisper 'Tell me why this was not as marvelous as it sounds.'

Valarath says 'Thats not what Soldiers do, they were mad with Greed'

You whisper 'And what was the result of this?'

Valarath says 'Their destruction, The Order used demons to ambush them as they slept in a newly
conquored kingdom'

Valarath says 'Their, Near, destruction'

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