<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/PZO9009-Monk.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Elokhat (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=173601.msg8203009#msg8203009)<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>Stygian<br/><strong>Class/Skill Set:</strong>Noble Duelist<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Leaky Wench (Because "Inside the Leaky Wench" just suddenly struck me as... wrong.)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Bhalar Ahran, Goose<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The horseman seemed to enjoy his subtle threats. Elokhat couldn't fault him; it was a common language between the two of them. Perhaps one day they would cross swords in earnest. Until then, a rivalry at least kept the wits sharp. "I might do that indeed, friend, if they trouble you so." He sipped his beer, suppressing the natural grimace as the thick yeasty sediment clung to his teeth.<br/><br/>"Anyone who places their faith and hope in magic men... is either a fool, or wise beyond your understanding. It is the mark of a civilized people to guard well their ancient mysteries. The vaults of Stygia contain great knowledge and power. To dismiss it as 'magic' shows a certain short-sightedness. These Picts might have been well served to follow their gods more closely -- no doubt a lapse in their devotion is what cast their nation down into savagery."<br/><br/>Their conversation was interrupted by Goose's visit. Elokhat gave her warning due heed, scanning the crowd for the three men she had mentioned. Perhaps affiliates of their opponents in the last battle, come to clean up the scraps from the now defunct company. If so, they would quickly find that the strongest had survived. His attention was divided though, watching Mongoose make her way through the crowd. She moved like a Stygian whore, and he wondered if Cormac was intent on assuming<em>all</em>of the late Captain's duties. It was no secret that she had shared their leader's bed. Perhaps with his death she might prove a bit more egalitarian in her engagements.<br/><br/>He turned back to Ahran, making no secret of his appraisal of their companion. "So has the smoke dulled your senses too badly to help confront those three that Mongoose spotted? I don't fault them for not drinking in this place, but I also don't like the thought of being watched."<br/>