Midnight RPG - Chapter 12.13

• [This scene takes place during the downtime surrounding the identification of the charms and before the climb up the pile of corpses]

Adam/Zal'Kazzir

• Fumbling blindly towards Kyuad's voice* "Kyuad?" *Gently touching Kyuad's arm* "There you are Kyuad", Zal'Kazzir Says, whispering softly to stifle the cackling laughter that has been plaguing him. "I feel that we must speak; perhaps blindness and pestilence are what it takes for me to see clearly, but many things are coming into focus that I have never seen before. When you first took, then used, and finally discarded the Scourge, I was beset by jealousy and spite; jealousy because you now held and used the weapon that I then so craved, and spite because you were able, and more importantly willing to abandon it. At that time, and for some time afterward, I was unable to see beyond the veil of protective emotion that it had wrapped around me. The power weilded over me was terrible and vicious, and that traitor cobra is welcome to choke on the scourge for all I care. In my distress for the welfare of the scourge, and in jealously and rage for having lost it, I spoke many cruel and ungenerous words, and I am deeply sorry. Though I scarce listened at the time, your words of detatchment and collectedness now ring as words of sympathy and compassion, spoken out of care and concern, not as cold, dead and craven words, spoken by an emotionless man. The line is fine, but very meaningful. Kyuad, I apologize for treating you so badly, especially when I now see a bit more of your intentions. Though we do not know each other well, and are certainly not yet friends, I would love, as time permits, to speak further with you, and learn from your experience and wisdom, and, if you would like, to share some of mine in return.