[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Doors of Death
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	Ezekiel felt for his boyfriend after Demetri screamed and shifted to try and stop Leandra, but also get everyone to get along. Unfortunately, the lure of power always beats out friendships. Besides, friendship didn’t mean much to the gods. They were a jealous bunch, and one always demanded to be above the other.
	Ezekiel didn’t get time to try, and talk to Demetri or help Nancy. He saw something flash and turned his head in time for a Cyclops to knock him down, then hit his torso with a club. Ezekiel grunted from the force and winced. The familiar feeling of broken ribs greeted him. Ezekiel rolled to his side, ignoring the blinding flash of pain from sudden movements. He strung an arrow and pulled back on his bow, aiming an arrow for the Cyclops eye and released. 

[hider=Roll Request]Zekey wants to skewer cyclops eye, please! If possible, keep rolling until he can.[/hider]