[center][h1][color=Dodgerblue]Lazulin Mulciber[/color][/h1][/center]
[indent][indent][hr][center][i][b]• The Eoldysseus - Top Deck, Ifrise Forest-> Ifrise Forest Proper[/b], [b]Sovereignty of Dryadalis •[/b][/i] 
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[color=Dodgerblue]"The only otherworldly force looking out for Blondie over here is called dumb luck, Red. Perhaps with an emphasis on the 'dumb part of that equation, but at least he seems like he grows on ya."[/color] Laz came up behind the group, having taken his time following them in order to watch the new threat that had descended upon the Inquisitors. Part of him said it was purely to gauge how much of a threat they would be, as the stench of Malum was plain to see in their twisted forms. Another part of him almost believed that, if it wasn't for the ghost of a smile that danced upon his face as he saw one of the bastards go down as one of the raptors went for his throat. His gurgling death wail and the cries of his comrades served as Laz's cue to leave before the dark smile on his face grew into a full-on grin.

Honestly, he was surprised to have been able to catch up with the rest of the group but didn't give it too much thought, instead choosing to take a deep breath as he felt the magic crackling through his veins again. Bringing a hand up in front of him, he smiled once more as he let the ether flow and bring forth wisps of necrotic energy curling around his fingers. After this brief display, he cut off the magic, turning around to face the group.

[color=Dodgerblue]"Childhood fairytales aside, let's get moving, yeah? I don't care how many of those inquisitors end up bird chow, but if we all keep dragging our feet like this, then it's only a matter of time till they move on to the civilians."[/color] On that note, he set forth deeper into the woods at a brisk pace, eyes glimmering beneath his silver locks as familiar urges started to surface within him, stirred by his interaction with the Inquisitors. [color=Dodgerblue]"And do try to be careful. We're facing a Maleficarium if that last batch of devil birds were any indication, and that means they likely have a whole host of nasty tricks in store for us if we let our guards down and charge in like idiots. So, in essence, move quickly yet also carefully, and try not to end up a quivering pile of decayed rot on the ground if you can help it. The smell is quite atrocious."[/color]

A moment's pause.

[color=Dodgerblue]"Anything you want to add onto that, Red? You seem like the type who always have something to say."[/color]