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A wide grin spread across Duncan's lips as he grabbed the last of the candles from Adra. A giddiness carrying through them as he quickly began to place them, forming the odd ritual circle on the ground. ”Careful is my middle name, Adra, you know that.” The Rogue told her with a grin. He...

"Well, a proven theory!" According to the paper anyway. There was always a chance that the good Professor had been lying, but Duncan did not think it likely. The research had nearly seen him fired from his position, and from what he understood the academic community still thought him either a...

Duncan Eidrich was a third level Dreadlord. That wouldn't mean much to many of their title. The rank was one which was given to most upon graduating the Academy. It would be easy to say that at least eighty five percent of all Dreadlords wore the Epithet of 'Third' for some time. When he had...

Duncan grinned. "Put simply my dear; carrot or stick." The choice was quite easy on Wil's part. Either he could act his age and try to have a conversation, or they could tie down the spirit inside of him and wrestle the ring from his finger. Either way they'd get what they wanted. "Let's just...

"Ha! Nothing so macabre." Duncan said with a shake of his head as he began to place the candles around the room. Positioning each one as an intricate part of an unseen pattern. "Don't get me wrong, I read a book on necromancy once." Meaning he remembered every page and spell within, just as...

True to Adra’s word, Duncan did open the rest of the doors as they made their way through the hallowed halls. Albeit, using magic and not his hands. Within just a few moments of stepping into the building, it became readily apparent that whatever had happened in Vel Orath had been concentrated...

Duncan smiled at Chasmine. It was a soft, sweet smile, though one tinged with perhaps unwelcome pity. "That is because for much of your life, you had your voice taken away." The Dreadlord said softly, his smile faltering as the sorrow showed through. It was clear that his words were no...

Duncan, despite himself, burst out laughing. He wasn't sure if it had been Adra's comment, or the comical slowness of the door falling, but he couldn't help the mirth that burst out from his lips. Head shaking as he struggled to take a breath for a moment, a hand coming to his face, as if to...

”I think it is best to try.” In truth, he was fairly certain that the boy would be as combative as possible. His attitude had already been shown to be poor, and their circumstances were not exactly the…best, but one had to work with what they had. And right now they had an opportunity. After a...

Duncan smiled softly. "Your first encounter did not sound pleasant for either of you." He contended, the smile disappearing after a moment. His head shaking as he realized that his thoughts had gotten away from him. Remembering how frustrating it had been to always be on the other end of that...

”Excellent.” Duncan said cheerily, seeing a path forward that might have far more to gain than any others. He knew precious little about the ring or the spirit with which Chasmine had tangled, but there was something he knew rather well; how other people thought. That included Wil, in fact, he...

”Well, if the story was to be believed I would say his Manor.” Duncan began as they came up on what looked to be an ancient crossroad. Though the ravages of magic had clearly had their effects upon Vek Orath, the fact that so much of the city survived was a small boom. Most roads still ran...

Duncan frowned for a brief moment, nodding his head at Chasmine's words. Her concerns were more than valid, a spirit possessing Edric would be extremely troublesome. There were some here who might be able to stop the boy, but when on a true rampage his magic made the prospect extremely...

"Mm." Duncan intoned quietly, looking down at the page in front of him. A frown touched his lips, his gaze flickering towards the ghostly figure floating not far away. Taking the ring wouldn't be too difficult. They had captured the boy once, and he doubted little prince Wil would put up much...

”Mm.” The more Chasmine spoke her warning, the more Duncan’s brow seemed to furrow. ”I had suspected…” He mused for a moment, perusing the shelf for a moment more before he finally found what he was looking for. A small black leather bound book was plucked free. It’s spine reading; ‘Allforths...