"Trelgas Herasi. The Life-Stealer is the title I would like to possess, but until I make my proper coup, I cannot have that title just yet." the necromancer replied. He stood by the door to his hut. "Now, if you would bring me my bones. If you do, I'll tell you what I plan on using them for, exactly." He knew he needed a fairer trade for nearly every bone he needed.
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Shaeran was dumbfounded. An amazing woman just came out of the hole as well. He just HAD to meet her. Shaeran caught the life-stealer's name and took note of it. He would need to watch that man. He looked back at the woman and took in her beauty. She was amazing. Shaeran smirked and drew his bow, nocking a Gas Arrow and aiming at Trelgas.
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Trelgas heard the bow draw and he quickly drained the life from the ground around him to spark a fireball and he threw it at the direction of Shaeran. The would-be assassin jumped from the tree, putting his arrow away. "Now, now... There's no need for fire, now is there?" he chuckled. He turned to Ba'ast and bowed.
"Shaeran, at your service, mi'lady. And might I say how beautiful you look?" Trelgas rolled his eyes and muttered something. "Get out of here, thief." Shaeran turned to Trelgas. "Thief is such a strong word... I prefer the term, 'liberator'." Trelgas groaned.