<strong>Name:</strong>Draahzallyk (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=287132.msg14135191#msg14135191)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>en route to Mogi's<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Gausseari and Grum<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>3<br/><strong>Free Action:</strong>--<br/><strong>Swift Action:</strong>--<br/><strong>Standard Action:</strong>--<br/><strong>Move Action:</strong>--<br/><strong>Feats or SA used:</strong>--<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>None (PG rating).<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Draahzallyk grins broadly, black lips skinning back to reveal a carefully maintained spread of draconic ivory. He opens his taloned hands, palms up, and what would be a gesture of peace for many people instead simply seems to call to the eye the sharpness of those claws...<br/><br/>And, to those who've seen it, memories of raw vileness dancing darkly along his palms.<br/><br/>"My<em>existence</em>is a threat, orc. Most of those around me feel it. I can blend with the shadows..." He glances back at Aryz'Endor, "...perhaps not so well as our thief. But no matter how hidden, my presence will always be noticed. Those who cannot see me may not know<em>why</em>they fear the darkness..." He closes his hands suddenly, the tips of his talons rattling against his armored palms, "...but they<em>will</em>know that they<em>do</em>."