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Tension began to fill the hall as their host approached, her face an alabaster mask of ill-intent. ”Better than I used to be.” Lothar said softly to Proctor Urahil. His left arm was still laying across Griggs as he held her over his shoulder. The Dreadlords not insignificant weight causing him...

This was all very strange. His question wasn't answered, which wasn't unusual for him, but there was something else in the air. Something unsaid or unspoken. Secrets, that had been whispered into the walls with hope to be forgotten. It made him uneasy. "I can take her." Lothar said as he...

Lothar swallowed hard. "It certainly is..." He could feel the magic writhing beneath his skin, aching to reach out, to take some of the power which was simply being wasted here. Had the Archon known of this place? Had it been where he had taken some of his power from? The Initiate couldn't...

Lothar stayed quiet as they walked, though not because of the same reasons anymore. As soon as they stepped inside the Asylum proper, a realization dawned on the young Initiate. Every single person here, or almost, was a Dreadlord. At least they had been once, which also meant that they all had...

Lothar stood quiet, unassuming behind the others. His face was a blank, eyes set straight ahead as they slowly wandered forward. Despite everything that had happened, the quiet Initiate still stuck to his trademark silence. A decade of being beaten down and broken did that, even once you...

Lothar threw himself from the horse, following the others inside without a second of hesitation. In the milieu of blood and death it was easy to lose oneself. The shouting had grown so loud that Lothar struggled to hear any of the calls of his allies. It was only when Zinnia turned and...

By the time Henk came to 'defend' him, Skender had already received Lothar was sure would be a very perplexing answer to him. A silent glance, followed by a raised middle-finger and absolutely nothing else. The other Initiate moving to the rally point at the front of the ship where some of the...

As Zinna came riding close, Lothar reached out. His hand snapped around her wrist, fingers extending as he pulled himself up and into the saddle behind her. Using the weight of her form to counterbalance his own. He let out a quiet grunt as he fell into place behind her, his hand extending...

"Lothar! Incoming!" The words rang out, and the Initiate twisted in his saddle. He turned to face towards Zinna as she called for aid, but doing so was a near fatal mistake. Though apparently not within sound mind, the Legionnaires around them still knew how to fight. The moment Lothar drew...

Asherah Ocean - Near Malakath "Do you have any threes?" Lothar asked, his voice stifling a yawn. "NO I DON'T HAVE ANY FUCKING THREES, LOTHAR!" His companion shouted, suddenly standing up and flipping over the board that they had been playing on. Cards scattering everywhere as the other...

Reven leaned back in her chair, pinching the bridge of her nose. "What happened with Gashall?" The woman asked, and Lothar hesitated. "We don't know." For a brief moment he could see the tension flicker through the woman's features, but her eyes darted down to the little girl standing in front...

The Captain of the Guard was an ally, that much they knew at least. Lothar caught Lumen's look, but needed no instructions on their remaining fight. Weariness gripped him even as the woman ordered them to follow, his gaze flickering towards his companions for a brief moment. Fingers rested on...

Lothar set his jaw as they looked down on the embattled down. Fires raged everywhere, and his eyes flickered between orange glows. He searched along with the rest of his fellow, gaze eventually falling upon the besieged mayor's estate. It's brick walls and impromptu battlements holding...

The same thought that flickered through Lumen’s mind touched Lothar’s. Gashall could have more people in Vel Cirak, infiltrators. Dreadlords who would attack or try to get to them. There was always a chance. As the gates open, his teeth sank into the inside of his lips. He mulled over what he...

Vel Cirak came back into view. Lothar wondered if they would get in trouble for any of this. Technically they had disobeyed no orders, and all they'd done was ensure a civilian didn't get hurt. Sure the Guard could be upset with them, Friar could even ream them a new one, but had they disobeyed...