Midnight RPG - Chapter 18.45
During the trip through the swamps and into the forest, Kyuad strikes up a private conversation with Shadaar and Nisse.
Bill / Kyuad
Kyuad: With Nisse riding on Kyuad's arm he addresses his Fell ally, "Shadaar, I want to thank you for keeping watch over Nisse during your trip to escort the refugees back to their homes. It is important to me that the both of you are... cared-for. I wish I could say 'safe and well' but I'm afraid it would be unsensitive of me to imply that this is still possible. With your lives now forever intertwined, we shall have to all three of us keep watch for each other.
"To that end, I have learned a spell from one of the books in Vrolk's library that will allow me to actually heal your bodies in emergencies. What's more, though she appears as any good myling, the Proceedure that reversed her ener... no, that killed her... has also infused her form with powerful necromantic energy and she is stronger than before by a small degree."
Kyuad pauses for a moment, with a look of deep thought, but then interrupts himself and turns back to Shadaar. "I am at your service in preventing you from entering a state of madness or worse - call upon me any time. Do you have any questions I might be able to answer about the nature of your new existance? Do you have any fears or concerns you would like to discuss?"
Brandon / Shadaar
*Looking more and more haunted the farther the group progresses into the Erethor forest*
"It will take time for me to get used to this new existance. The sights. Smells... everything. It is all so different now."
"Although, I would like to thank you again. The madness. The hunger. They do not rule me now. I can still feel them both on the edges, waiting for me to let my guard down. *Shadaar shakes his head as if to clear it* Yes, thank you."
OOC: Kev do you want to make a Spot check for Kyuad? *Mine is an evil grin*
ROLL: Kyuad (Spot +1) ROLLED: 17+1 = 18 - that's well above average...
and Kyuad sees......
Kyad notices a piece of sharpened wood driven through Shadaar's chest peeking out just below the neckline of his shirt. Looking closer you can also see that this is not a singular incedent - there are perhaps two others you notice as well, just barely, odd pointing bits just under his clothing.
"It was no problem taking care of Nisse. For she also took care of me."
Bill / Kyuad
OOC: Assuming this is taking place after the group had left the influence of the mirror, Kyuad is going to cast freely for the moment. This exchange is not something that Kyuad would care to keep private - if others observe or listen in, he would have no problem with that.
Kyuad: "Hmm. When we next stop, let me take a look at you."
When off their horses, Kyuad asks Shadaar to remove his shirt so he can take a look at the wounds he noticed earlier. As he is looking, he calls Nisse over to his side and pulls out a golden eyepiece, which he puts over one eye and around that side's ear. Kyuad and she speak to each other in the whistling and clicking sounds they make when seeming to communicate with one another. Then she lands on Shadaar's shoulder, helping to pick out bits of wood. "I am surprised you do not feel more discomfort from these being lodged into your chest. But I should be able to make things whole again. Perhaps you should tell me how you got these."
- Shadaar's response goes here
Shadaar
*Looking a bit uncomfortable that Kyuad sees the wood in his flesh*
"Umm. Well... I...
*Shadaar is obviously trying to find a way to explain the wood that pierced his flesh, but seems like a child who just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar*
*Leaning over close and in a soft voice*
"Could we go somewhere more private Kyuad?"
Kyuad
Kyuad and Nisse continue to work over the next few minutes, removing the obstructions and examining the injury. With a quick smile Kyuad says, "Now is time for me to try this spell I just learned. I relish the opportunity to use this spell - in the most general sense it benefits the whole of Aryth far more than curative spells do. This spell shocks your system into processing energies faster, which in turn should make you stronger. The side-effect, based on the way the spell is designed, should cause your flesh to actually re-form itself into more optimal conditions, as long as the damage is not too severe. Now, hold still."
Kyuad says some things in a language unfamiliar to Shadaar. A cold, black energy seems to draw into Kyuad's hand, forming a concentration in his palm, through the center of which is a window into the bones of Kyuad's hand behind the concentration. Kyuad then touches the wound on Shadaar's shoulder, and the dark energy spreads over his body.
"Any questions, Shadaar?"
OOC: Mouse-over for Kevin's information: The spell is inflict moderate wounds, dealing 2d8+9 hp of negative energy damage. From the spell description for inflict light wounds, "Since undead are powered by negative energy, this spell cures such a creature of a like amount of damage, rather than harming it."||
Shadaar
OOC: Assuming that Kyuad will agree to go to a more private spot to converse.
*Walking away from the group after Kyuad has cast his spell, Shadaar looks ashamed*
"Okay. Here it is. Ever since we entered this forest and have not had enemies trying to cut us down at every turn, I have felt... no that is the wrong word."
*Shadaar has a look of momentary confusion and then continues*
"This state that Vrolk has left me in is new to me. This forest looks green to you? Full of life? The sun warms your skin? The sounds of the birds and other animals are like a song? The soft forest loam embraces your steps?"
*Shadaar's face starts to turn into a scowl. His emotions begin to get the better of him as he says these things and his voice begins to rise*
"The taste of cool, fresh water? The smells and feelings of the living!?"
OOC: The group may have hear Shadaar yell at that last bit. You can make a Listen check for the group if you wish Kev.
*Shadaar composes himself and talks in a softer tone again*
"I apologize Kyuad my lashing tongue was not meant for you. It is just... I must eventually become used to this new way of being. Suffice to say that I do not feel as you do anymore."
"So to answer your question - yes those bits of wood do discomfort me. But I suppose that is the point. How can I explain? I suppose it is like being underwater. Everything is distorted for me. I do not feel anymore, the way others do anyway. When I look upon this forest I do not see beauty, I see death. The sun no longer kisses my flesh to bring me warmth, all I feel is cold. Even the very sounds of the forest are not pretty songs for me, but rather distorted and monsterous to my ears."
"Watching all of you has made me even more conscience of these horrors. The group seems a bit more relaxed. They enjoy these living feelings."
"Perhaps what I did to myself was wrong. But to feel anything anymore, even discomfort and pain is at least something. So I hurt myself."
*Shadaar trails off and stands perfectly still looking off into the forest*
