Ricfert tells you 'IIf yoouur noot iinteereessteed iin liiftiing thee foog oof thoossee whoo hiidee 
iin theeree hiipoocriissy, II'll doo fiinee by mysseelf.'

You tell Ricfert 'What evidence can you prove to me that you 
lift this fog or bear the strength to even do so?'

Ricfert tells you 'II'm sstiill sstaandiing, buut woordss aaree juusst aa poooor maan'ss proooof oof 
deeeed.'

Niceryih walks steadly near you.

You say 'You destroy the fog?'

Ricfert says 'I burn it away.'

You say 'You burn it? with fire?'

Ricfert nods.

sayYou say 'The maran use fire.'

Ricfert points at his hands.

You say 'how is yours different'

Ricfert says 'My burns with a purity unseen to them.'

You say 'Why seperates you from them?'

Ricfert says 'I am free to do as I wish.'

You say 'What do you wish to do?'

Ricfert says 'I wish for nothing.'

lYou say 'Nothing?'

Ricfert says 'Material.'

You say 'What do you desire.'

Ricfert smiles happily.

Ricfert says 'That's a better question.'

sYou say 'You said you do as you wish'

You say 'Did you not?'

Ricfert says 'I  do, yeah, ok, maybe I mispoke too, I do as I desire.'

You say 'Your speech shows weakeness. I suggest you you cut that 
from this conversation.'

You beckon for everyone to follow.

Ricfert says 'I desire the finer things in life, I intend to 
savor the expirience, the taste of fresh kill,.'

You say 'We will speak after we see some of your ability to 
destroy'

Ricfert now follows you.

Ricfert nods.

Ricfert joins your group.

FIGHTING PAWNS

Niceryih grins as her face grows grotesque and her visage 
begins to twist and change into a figure of an elder woman.

Ricfert raises an eyebrow.

Niceryih lowers her sword with the blade facing the ground 
using as if it were a cane.

Niceryih lowers her frail figure slowly.

You rest.

You say in a withered voice 'What is destruction?'


Ricfert says 'Complete and utterly destorying something. For me, it's the destruction of the 
hipocracy of the lightwalkers.'

You say in a withered voice 'what hipocracy?'

Ricfert says 'There blindness to there own desires.'

You say in a withered voice 'And what desires are those?'

Ricfert says 'We all want the same things, keep all our parts intact, enjoy the finery things in 
life.'

You say in a withered voice 'Do you want me to let you in on something?'

Ricfert says 'I'm not scared to say I don't know everything.'

You say in a withered voice 'The illusion is more than merely 
the term lightwalkers.'

Ricfert says 'Well that's where it started with me, I still have much exploring left to do.'

You say in a withered voice 'I cannot speak for the Goddess. 
But I am hardly convinced you know what you speak of.'

You say in a withered voice 'If you wish not death, I suggest 
you find more truth before calling on the demoness'


Ricfert says 'Like I said, I'm still looking.'

You say in a withered voice 'Then I question.. how did you find 
truth?'

Ricfert says 'I found it first hand, when I was younger.'

You say in a withered voice 'You have not answered'

Ricfert says 'The scorn and ridicule of walking naked though the city can do that to a man.'

You say in a withered voice 'I make no connection with your 
words. I suggest you explain'

Ricfert says 'When I was younger, I wondered out into a city naked, but instead of finding this 
'kindness' they speak of I instead was chastised for being naked.'

You say in a withered voice 'Why did you wander out naked?'

Ricfert says 'Because I had nothing.'

You say in a withered voice 'Why did you have nothing?'

Ricfert says 'That's the better part of the story.'

Ricfert grins evilly.

You say in a withered voice 'Good. I've been waiting for 
something of potent worth.'

Ricfert says 'Let's just say it was a good night with a good woman, and I woke with nothing left.'

You say in a withered voice 'So you walked out naked?'

Ricfert says 'Why not?'

Ricfert says 'She was gone.'

You say in a withered voice 'And suddenly the whole idea of 
truth fell upon you.'

You say in a withered voice 'And that you must go slay all the 
lightwalkers. It's so simple'

You say in a withered voice 'Is it not?'

Ricfert says 'Not exactly, that's the just the event that smacked the final blow.'

You say in a withered voice 'So there were previous things?'

Ricfert says 'I watched these 'goodly' priests help only 'goodly' kin, while others were left to 
suffer.'
*** at this point I decide that I have more ***
***productive things to do and he is boring me*** *** My char is not nice at all and doesnt ***
*** desire to have wasted time ***
You say in a withered voice 'Take your acolyte's sounding speech and rid 
yourself of my presence.'

Niceryih scoffs and waves her hands in the air.

You no longer accept followers.
Ricfert stops following you.

Ricfert shakes his head.

Ricfert leaves west.