Editing Midnight RPG - Chapter 14.75 (section)

==kevin / (newly named) Balal==
The little imp seems to have found a chance away from his new master who freed him from the prison.  It seems he is vastly interested in what Durgaz is doing.  Much like a child he tried to help  (even though you don't want it)  but when he sees this he does not PUSH.  He simply helps, by organizing or cleaning up behind you.  Or preparring things before you get to the item...

At your mention of the zordrafin corith, the little beast's eyes do widen.  He can see you speak with irreverence and a greater disdain and knowledge than your orcen kin.  Your mind flows not full of blood-rage, he can see...  He seems keenly interested in having and hearing your deeper thoughts.  So he begins...



'''''Oh no, ma-lord...  I have not heard of your honorary name from your Sarcosan friend, if you currently call him that(?)... It is spoken of from the mouth of elf-tongue that I heard your name.  The 'orc that sees'... It was the Vile that spoke of the mirror-breaker.  Nay.  Forgive, ma-lord... it was not the necromancer elf.  It was his man.  Funny though, now that you make me reconsider it WAS 'the' Sarcosan...  Just not 'your' Sarcosan.  It was the rough-rider called Azam'han and the denizens of this hall.  They spoke of the instance of derailment that happened with the incoming army led drugged into this the Black Nail of the swamp.  Nearly three dozen 'tusks' were lost on that day in the cosmic blast that could also be called essence of the Hate-Bringer.  It was that day that the Vile was in full jest, as he knew your defiance would bring the eye of the dark lord onto your troupe.  And it was this deed that the Vile took love and obsession with your hide, for he knew it would be the hammer to his nail for rising in the eyes of both the Priest King and thier shared servitor in the North''''' (Izrador).