[center][h1][color=6ecff6]Vorex Lector[/color][/h1][/center]

As Vorex wandered through the Forest of Emerald his one eye brimmed with curiosity. This Forest was one he had never seen before. He would touch the weirdly colored leaves with his stubby fingers and try to pull them off. Whenever this happened he would shiver, as he felt something, however, his insatiable curiosity would get the better of him every time. All he really had was a pair of quills and some dusted paper. He was shuffling onwards until he sensed something. A presence in the Forest and what seemed to be a human-looking figure stepping out from behind a tree. It spoke in a vaguely human-sounding language, one Vorex hadn’t heard ever before, it was weird as he had been forced to learn every language possible. Vorex’ head quickly turned towards the human, his one massive eye inspecting. Up and down, up and down went the iris. 

“Ir pas trapa, oros ere trois.”; Vorex spoke in some forsaken language. Its eye then shuttered close but you could see it was rapidly moving behind its eyelid. Then quickly after its eye opened back up. “Greet, I is Vorex. Libraryman for Grand Library, good meet.”; Vorex seemed to have adjusted to the language, but not whole, for its grammar was broken.  “You know where people? Vorex meets people, people get book.” Vorex raised its quill in the air while the other remained in his weird rag. 

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[center][h1][color=ed1c24]Ivraan Valdo[/color][/h1][/center]

During the first floor, Ivraan noticed something strange was happening with the skeletons. It wasn’t so much that they were weak but more so that something was sapping them of Narcae. Quickly following the flow it turns out Terilu was manipulating the energy, pulling it in towards himself. Hey, not that Ivraan would mind, it would only make it easier as it made it easier to slash through the skeletons. Just when they cleared the first floor Ivraan was about to ask Terilu what he was doing, but Terilu mentioned it himself. “Ah yes, that would explain what I was sensing. Thank you” Not at all bothered by the fact he was a Necromancer. 

But it turned out that was not the only thing Terilu could do with Narcae. Just as he pulled it in from the skeletons, he could also inject them. The energies flowed through the bones quickly as the skeletons stood back up. The Narcae were ever so slightly different, but that was enough for the skeletons to completely change allegiances. It was a fascinating sight to see, so different from the Vitae he himself used, yet oddly the same. Well, that wasn’t all too odd really as Vitae and Narcae were different sides of the same coin.

After Terilu was done clarifying what was what, they descended, Ilyana taking the lead and Ivraan slowly following. On the second layer, the miasma got thicker, however, that didn’t bother Ivraan a faint glimmer of Vitae would cover his throat, cleansing the miasma before it entered his lungs. The only issue was the smell, death, decay, fear, and corruption lingered around, all slightly stronger than on the previous layer. Ivraan readied his spear and started slashing away. It was weird these skeletons while slightly stronger had almost the same equipment. With just a few having fully intact weaponry. “Perhaps we have arrived at the layer where militia would be lain to rest,” Ivraan spoke before decapitating a skeleton that entered his reach.