[@Fury Panda][@Avali][@DragonofTheWest][@twannyman]

The dwarf seemed shocked by Lorne's actions, he didn't blame her. He'd never been called a "Husk" before, how intriguing, perhaps that's what the undead were known as in these parts, whatever the case, he seemed to have prevented any conflict with the woman, though that didn't seem to have helped the rest of the group, who began to whisper among themselves. Lorne took a needle and thread and pulled the hole in his hand closed. Even if he was dead and his skin was rotting, he still healed somehow, magic nonsense or something.

[color=mediumpurple]"If you truly do not wish for me to join you, young lady, then please, do not feel obligated to bring me, I'll do fine on my own."[/color]

A distant flashing outside of the tavern window caught Lorne's attention, and he broke off to look at it. His heart dropped as he realized just what that flash meant.

Standing upon a distant hill overlooking the snowy terrain was an army, well, perhaps not quite an army, but a large gathering of folk. The roaring of the words "Messiah" and "Humanity" echoed on the breeze.

Kenan rode his steed to the front of the group, holding his blade high as it released the flash of the Dagaz rune.

[color=6ecff6]"My good followers,"[/color] Kenan finally said, lowering his blade to his side and pounding a hand on his bare chest. [color=6ecff6]"I have been given to believe that this town has yet to raise a levy for either side of our righteous conflict. I know the temptation to seize it for our just cause is palpable, but our means must be as just as our ends, I will enter the town alone and speak to whatever leader I can find to perhaps win them to our side. All I ask of you is your patience and trust as I endeavor to spread our revolution."[/color]

Kenan's speech was punctuated by the roaring of his followers as he alone began to descend the hill, his followers beating their chests and banging their weapons in pleasure. Kenan arrived in the town a little while after. As he rode in, many stood and stared as the strange half-clothed man rode into the city, massive blade resting on his shoulder. He approached the outside of the closest tavern, a drink was always good, but first he decided to ask anyone gathered if they were in positions of authority.

[color=6ecff6]"Greetings townsmen, I have come to speak to the leader of this gathering of buildings. If that is any one of you, please speak up, I wish to discuss an important topic."[/color]