Meeting at Light's Hope
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faithofthefallen Kirenestus arrived at Light's Hope, seated behind a paladin on a large black netherdrake. The warlock's usual showy robes were nowhere to be seen. Instead, he was covered from head to toe in black. Black tunic, black pants, black cowl around his neck, showing blond hair that was only starting to grow back to its previous length. When he dismounted, he winced in pain and clutched at his side. He limped towards the graveyard behind the chapel, rubbing at his hands as he went.
For his part, Kelenar just watched him go, rubbing at his dragon's neck. He called out at the last minute, "Don't do anything stupid, I'm already having trouble healing you."
Kirenestus waved a hand dismissively. As if he felt like doing anything. Not here, stuck on holy ground that made his skin itch. Fel green tattoos snaked their way down his neck and under his tunic. When he sat down and pulled his gloves off, the same fel green tattoos decorated the scar tissue of his hands. He pulled out a book and wrote a message in a blank page in the back.
When he was finished, he winced and rubbed at other burns on his sides. The holy light that had been healing him had also been taking its toll on his body as he progressed. He closed his eyes and laid his head back against the cool marble to wait.
For his part, Kelenar just watched him go, rubbing at his dragon's neck. He called out at the last minute, "Don't do anything stupid, I'm already having trouble healing you."
Kirenestus waved a hand dismissively. As if he felt like doing anything. Not here, stuck on holy ground that made his skin itch. Fel green tattoos snaked their way down his neck and under his tunic. When he sat down and pulled his gloves off, the same fel green tattoos decorated the scar tissue of his hands. He pulled out a book and wrote a message in a blank page in the back.
When he was finished, he winced and rubbed at other burns on his sides. The holy light that had been healing him had also been taking its toll on his body as he progressed. He closed his eyes and laid his head back against the cool marble to wait.
