<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Elvenknight.jpg)</div><strong>Zanthus (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=188886.msg9128266#msg9128266)</strong><br/>Plothook character sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=12939)<br/>Status: HP 10/10; AC 19, Touch 12, Flat 17; CMD 15; Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +2; Perception +2; Init +2<br/><hr/><br/>"We would be foolish to turn aside such direct aid, and if in the process we can strike a blow against the evil that has festered under the surface of our city for so long then we are doubly blessed. Perhaps it is such hidden corruption which made the demon lord's attack possible. When we build anew it shall be upon cleansed ground, and all of you who wish it may claim a place in the... 'sunlands' again." Privately, though, Zanthus wondered if the corruption of these people had already gone too far. In his admittedly slight experience the outward warping of the form that these people showed came long after their hearts had already been darkened. But perhaps this was a new kind of evil that acted on the surface first. In any event it seemed neither the time nor the place to comment on their obvious deformities. He attempted to steel himself for the parade of grotesques that would no doubt await them at this safe haven.<br/><br/>"Please lead us onward. I doubt that those who assaulted Nessa will move against a large and well-armed group such as ours." One day Zanthus would learn the foolishness of making such predictive statements before the ears of the Gods. Today was not that day.<br/><br/><br/>As they gathered to leave Zanthus spoke to Dyra, whose attention had not escaped his notice. "I thank you for your hospitality, Dyra. You seem to perhaps be harboring a question? You have but to ask; we are to be guests in your home."