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Such opulence was doused by the grimness of the Manse interior. Ducking under a rather large cobweb Hruugen noted the staleness of the air and the feeling that he was entering a living crypt came upon him. "Brandy sounds perfe... owwwww!" The rumbling unhappy growl caught him off guard and he...

Already he was watching much of the estate and it's surroundings and it enchanted him. Particularly the green glow of the soul fire. He could hear their screams of anguish, wordless cries for mercy that had been ignored for who knows how long. It aggrieved him to see it but he did not...

Hruugen smiled back. "Oh please, don't keep anything from me. I'd like to see everything." Something of his youthful enthusiasm returned. "I have no intention of destroying necromancy, I employ a bit of it myself. The art is not what offends, it is the abuse of it." He strolled along for a bit...

Gently Hruugen bent to dust off his knees with his hands and when he looked up again he saw the strange horse was gone and Larewen was on the ground making her concession. "I appreciate that. Thank you and I usually walk everywhere. Tonight looks like it's clearing up." He could have told her...

"How reassuring!" Standing and leaving he did indeed take the lead somewhat until they left and then he felt himself the subject of some trick for she showed him another dead thing yet not like her, an echo of a memory of a soul, all but burned down to nothing in the body of a horse that looked...

"Thank you." Gently and with a polite incline of the head Hruugen took the cigarette and again for how it was given he gave quiet thanks to the numerous spirits. It was a deep and filling smoke that burned the throat of him as he held it. The sensation and flavour were grand but the habit never...

"There are more. Each one powerful in its own right and some held by beings of equal power." He did not wish to state a dragon possessed one directly. "I have been trying to understand it myself but with limited success. It does more than cast light of course. It can, when it seems necessary...

Such a brazen question struck him like a blow and astonishment flashed upon his face beforeHruugen replied, looking about a bit. "I won't lie though. The idea does have a certain appeal." Tugging at his collar he followed the line of it down to where the stone hung and his eyes met Larewen's...

"Babe? I suppose I am to you. Not that I'd know much about ancestors. My apple landed very far from my family tree." He gave another laugh to himself, his manners oddly were of an older man than his years which continued as the offer of a drink was refused. His face was one of simple bemusement...

"Thank you!" Hruugen smiled a bit wider as he sat, friendly and open. Larewen's sight would find him almost blinding. The artifact about his neck, a simple stone to all others was one of the Guardian Stones, The Light Stone and while seemingly inert to those with magic sight it would be as...

The Murky Goblet, Hruugen had let out a private laugh at the name and it was much as he had expected. Half full of people but every inch of the place thick with must and funk of all kinds. Muddy water, the crisp tang of vegetation determined to seek entrance and the tang of sweat. In a word...

The question stumped him. Not because he did not know the facts, he was there and could recall it well. It was more that Hruugen's understanding of why the Light Stone chose him was still unclear. "For a while I had been having dreams, about Valenntenia. In my dreams I walked the streets...

The Mummified bodies halted. They seemed to take in the strange occurrence which Noi had provided. Their hollow eyes gleamed with a dark-light in that dreadful moment. Hruugen held his breath and did his best to trust in Noi's unspoken plan. Until the dead resumed their motion and entered the...

Oh well it was bound to come up. "Funerary Rites mostly but also exorcism and martial arts. The 36th Temple is focused on laying the Dead to rest, in the hopes that they will stay that way." Hruugen was glad that Kiara had left. He did not wish to think less of another Guardian but he was aware...

"I shall start one then." Hruugen smiled. Few of the guardians had thought to ask him of his tattoos. Not that there was any great secret about them but he enjoyed it when others noticed them. "Of my lessons I have Master Dumah to thank. The man practically raised me at the 36th Temple, on the...