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located in The Spicy Jackal, a part of The Valleys of War, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Spicy Jackal

One of the finest Taverns in all of Ebozon! Grab a bit to eat, a swig of beer, and pass out in a cosy candle lit room lined with wooden floor boards.

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Character Portrait: Lich Character Portrait: Dranten Character Portrait: Skelly, the wandering skeleton Character Portrait: Kerpheres Character Portrait: Gaveth Character Portrait: Bellemere Character Portrait: Hilda Vaulke Character Portrait: Moonlight Driftwood
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Well, at least the arguments were settled. Everyone came to an agreement, finally. Skelly wasn't very patient, and his inability to participate in the conversation doesn't help solving the problem. In the mean time, he was thinking about all this.

First off, he wasn't really complaining about the quest. It wasn't really his motive for joining the group in the first place. No, he wanted information from the mage. Those Soul Shards could be very useful and interesting for experiments. Helping with the "bandit cleansing" was just a way to achieve his goal, maybe even acquiring the mage's sympathy, and thus getting more knowledge out of him.

He was also intrigued about the swordswoman. The ability to combine weapons and magic ? His curiosity grew stronger by the thought. Following the group would be perfect to witness its use.

Even though he didn't react at first, Skelly was also thinking about the mage's attempt the invade his mind. A futile effort, if not a fatal mistake, as his spirit was totally broken from his reincarnation, only bound by the necromantial magic that gave him life back. He knew it was a terrible vision to witness, and very uncommon to see. Any mortal mind would be consumed and torned by it. But apparently, the mage wasn't suicidal, as he felt him backing off seconds after his intrusion.

His eyes stared at the two other masked figure, especially at the masked woman. He witnessed the mental duel between her and the mage. Well, she was more like "bullying" the mage than dueling him. Although she is quite frightening, trying to mentally rape people who are a bit too curious, he couldn't help but feel at ease by looking at them. Not sure why, it just reminded him of the undead settlements he's used to.

Cutting him in his thoughts, the soldier patted his shoulder. "Feel free to tag along" he said. Again, Skelly gave him a thumb up, expressing his will to follow them.