<strong>Name:</strong>Morgul the Necromancer<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Prancing Pony<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Midnight, going on morning of the next day.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Eldrith, 'Zachariah', Victoria, Kei, Mizuki, Zam, Ryuuga<br/><br/>Still unaware of Zachariah's fate Morgul decides to take his time with this one. He grins slightly as the Demon dismisses the fire spells, apparently unaware that they'd been converted to deal holy damage as well, since his own stone armor had also been bless with the same spell it would likely hurt the demon just to hold him while the blessed fire spells would have even less effect then normal. When the demon teleported behind him and began to grapple him, Morgul didn't resist at all. Rather he focused within and began casting a necromantic spell that would drain the life energy of anything he was touching, he rarely used this spell since it only held while he was chanting it but the easy with which he could direct the stolen power made it perfect now. Unwounded he converted all the stolen power into mana and fed it straight into his Earthen Armor, thus strengthening his primary means of both attack and defense while weakening his foe. "My impending doom? You're nothing but a cut rate lackey with poor taste in accessories. You can't defeat me, and so long as I stand you can't face anyone else lest I bring you down from behind. It's over for you demon, you've already lost, you just haven't died yet." To back up his words Morgul relaxed within his armor, able to react and move far faster then one who was tense, and prepared to move as soon as the demon released him. He would spin and maintain contact, grapple the demon lord, keep the pressure on the over-sized imp so that it couldn't afford to ignore him for an instant. And while he kept it busy and sapped it's health away the other players would be free to strike unopposed.