Midnight RPG - Chapter 14.75
Kevin
- [This scene takes place some time after Zal'Kazzir frees the imp, in the time FOLLOWING his introduction "speach" to the group. In the time when you're looking around Vrolk's Laboratory and into the evening when you rest, the little Imp (who has said he is now "bound" to Zal'Kazzir) comes up to you to chat... Think of it as "networking" or "small talk"... hehe...]
DURGAZ's PRIVATE talk with Nazif, Zal'Kazzir's courtesan imp
"Hello my friend. T'would I be impolite were I to call you by your given name? Durgaz, is it that your fellow pathwalkers call you? May I speak to you in such a familiar tone?", the small green-gray skinned imp quaries as its eyelids slowly flicker as if the very light beyond its former cage, burns its bulbous eyes... Looking to you in hopes of acceptance...
"I can only hope that you would speak to me in kind. I am Nazif by name, those I call friend know me as the butter-cream churner. I am most happy to make your aquaintence. Is it true that you have the glory of calling yourself "mirror-breaker"?? I would be in debt to you good sir, if you were to tell the tale of this most wounderous of deads.", Nazif, sits his bottom to the wooden floors that grow unnaturally out of the obsidian gemstone of the Spire. He sits without bending his body, focusing his eyes looking into your's directly. He seems ever-so inquisitive and even aids you when he notices you picking up anything or moving anything.
Andrew/Durgaz
[Durgaz pauses in whatever he is doing and looks down at the imp. He then looks up again, scanning the room for Zal'Kazzir. Noting that the Sarcosan appears to be nowhere in sight, he lowers his gaze back down to the imp.]
"I do not call myself mirror-breaker. I do not think anyone here has called me that, either. I will assume that you heard the term from your master, the Sarcosan. You should continue to call me Durgaz.
"There is not much tale to tell. We were in the marsh, several days' travel from this place, when we got word that enemies were approaching our position. Kyuad, the Erenlander, had found something he believed to be a zordrafin corith. [Durgaz studies the imp carefully for signs of recognition.] "We waited until the enemy was nearly upon us, then pushed a rotten tree over onto the corith. It exploded, and it took out a good portion of the woods with it. We escaped."
"Your master was there. I am sure he could make a much more exciting story from those events than I can. Maybe you should go and ask him."
