Magus
The Fiendlord
(Back, and I was hoping to see SJ NPC my character while I was out of state this weekend....>.> Alright, back to it.)
Ahlias
HP: 12
AC: 13
Ahlias had been following them, reading again the old map the Cannith woman had given them. They entered the stairway, and Ahlias found himself in the back. He would have rather liked the front, but he understood that the back of the line was also a place of danger, and he reasoned the front would be a better place for one with sharper eyes than he.
As they descended, the Warrior found himself glancing over his shoulder more and more, the darkness there deeper because of the torchlight that flitted ahead of him. He had a sensation, like they might not be the only ones down here. It only got worse the lower they went.
Ahlias glanced at the strange Elf and frowned, "Allow me to take the back. In the dark, you can't rightly tell which direction your enemies might come."
Again the sensation of uneasiness washed over. Alo was a spellcaster, he imagined from the talk of his friends, but he was still a bit strange. Ahlias found he liked the man well enough, not knowing him all that well.
"Alo, if you don't mind my intrusion, what brings you here, to Sharn and thus these deep places?"
Ahlias
HP: 12
AC: 13
Ahlias had been following them, reading again the old map the Cannith woman had given them. They entered the stairway, and Ahlias found himself in the back. He would have rather liked the front, but he understood that the back of the line was also a place of danger, and he reasoned the front would be a better place for one with sharper eyes than he.
As they descended, the Warrior found himself glancing over his shoulder more and more, the darkness there deeper because of the torchlight that flitted ahead of him. He had a sensation, like they might not be the only ones down here. It only got worse the lower they went.
Ahlias glanced at the strange Elf and frowned, "Allow me to take the back. In the dark, you can't rightly tell which direction your enemies might come."
Again the sensation of uneasiness washed over. Alo was a spellcaster, he imagined from the talk of his friends, but he was still a bit strange. Ahlias found he liked the man well enough, not knowing him all that well.
"Alo, if you don't mind my intrusion, what brings you here, to Sharn and thus these deep places?"