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Gannon stumbles through the woods looking for something. He had spent the night in the woods with no sleep. His body is covered with sweat and dirt from the constant moving he is drawn to do. He had earlier ripped his cloak off and wrapped it completely around his right hand.

He faintly remembers the ealier events that had caused this all to happen. He had just awoken from a nice nap. Upon passing the exit of the town that leads to the mummies he came upon Korg.

Korg had been acting strange earlier. Not that very morning he was talking like any normal orc. Quite a nice guy in fact. But a little later he begun speaking a different tounge and wanted to fight Gannon again and again. He had obliged him of course. He wasn’t that strong so it was easy fights. But now he sat there clutching his stomach moaning.

Just as Gannon was about to ask what was wrong Persephonie and Lorck came running from what looked like the shop to him. They both were upset seemingly about Korg’s current state. As they told the story of how Korg has made a pact with the god of fire Gannon’s expression darkened. He had always hated fools who sold there souls. Who didn’t gain strength through hard work or following there god devoutly. Now it seemed the very fire he had made some kind of a pact for was trying to consume him.

Now as a druid and a long time healer Gannon was expected to help. He made a joking comment about leaving him to let the pact he made finish the job. He wasnt serious of course just tempted to. Then first thing that hurt him this day happened. Persephonie told him. “Gannon leave him you will be consumes with the fires of my anger “ How ironic Gannon thought now looking down at his cloak covered hand. He stopped and laughs wildly at the irony of it all. His laughter can be heard ringing through the forest. The laugh of a man on the verge of insanity. As he begins walking again trying to find his prey memories come back of the rest of it. So he had to try and heal him. He did. Thinking on it, the fires were trying to consume Korgs soul. He had seemingly a fire tattoo of sorts on his back then it receded into his skin.

Now was the time for action. Gannon was going to try to siphon the magic from his body. Now came the first mistake. Gannon needed two mages to control the magical energies that were trapped in Korg’s body. He only had one. No one else was close or awake. So now he already began to get angry. So he drags Korg to the cross and sets him against it. He hoped the healing properties of the cross mixed with some other magics would be enough to do the job. His plan was simple. Have Persephonie cast large magic fire’s around the cross in a square. The properties of the fire should try to suck in the fire energy inside of Korg. How unlucky for me, he thinks back. That Persephonie was a user of ice magics. She didn’t even know the spell needed for a fire field. Getting angrier now he barks out the spell for her. To be expected the fires were nowhere the power needed to properly extract the magic from Korg’s body.

Silently cursing his luck at only have an ICE mage at his disposal he begins circling the cross in a circle. He chants some words of healing and runic properties to try and increase the power for the proper affect. While not being a user of magic he had been around it so long he can actually see the flows now. Right now all he could see as the square was completed was that the fires were not enough. The fire was to strong and was remaining inside of Korg. At this pace the fires burning around him might reverse and actually feed the flame inside of Korg. Well Gannon wasn’t going to let that happen.

Jumping down he quickly places his hand on Korgs stomach. He was going to allow the flows of fire to begin sucking the heat from him. Screaming out in rage Gannon spouts “HHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! MALACHIN GIVE ME STRENGTH! “ He was surprised the whole island didn’t hear him in the pain he was in. The flame was now slowly coming out of Korgs stomach. Now is where the problem occurred. The second mage should have been there to help the first dispel the flame that was now consuming the flesh of his hand.

Korg slumped over exhausted from the fight. With a scream of pain Gannon jumps from the square of magic surrounding the cross. In the process of landing Gannon slams his fist into the soft dirt and expels as much of the fire into the soil as he could. But even as he lifted his hand he could feel some sort of residual effect still in his hand. He didn’t pay heed. He thought it was just the pain of a magical burn. As he sat there with tears of pain silently streaming down his face he commanded for Korg to stay among the flames to make sure any residual effect was drained of him as well.

Looking down at his hand it is completely black. He cant even move it. The skin had burned enough to begin cracking apart. But the flame has also cauterized it so it wasn’t bleeding. Taking his cloak and wrapping it around his hand he thought painfully “ Well Steffi, seems I got burned no matter what I do… “

Wiping the tears from his eyes he endures the pain like he always does. Without emotion. He walks over to the small group and after looking Korg over briefly and being statisfied he has Persephonie begin healing him. She begins healing him the best she can to relief his pain and give him some strength back. Taking his good left hand Gannon reaches into his bag and taking a bottle of wine and drinks. The liquid feels so good down his throat he thinks. After downing a whole bottle he begins on another. Now the group begins to break apart and Lorck drags Korg off somewhere.

Now is when the pain begins. His hand had just been throbbing until now. Then it began to get worse with each heart beat. The pain would shoot through him again and again. He just thought it was the burn so taking a large drink of wine he removes his cloak and tries to dress it in the library. Upon letting fresh air hit it he almost screamed in pain. The air didn’t help at all. Hurriedly be tries to apply some burn ointment he had inside of his depot. The burning only got worse as he watches his skin soak it in right before his eyes.

Then the anger hit him. Thoughts like “ Why did I save Korg’s wretched hide… Its his fault he made pacts he shouldn’t have… Not mine…Bloody fool…” He was surprised to hear himself muttering that. But it somehow felt right to let his anger out for once instead of keeping it in. Gannon had always been nice and tried to help others. But it had always made him furious when fools do damage to themselves like today. Slowly but surely his anger began to build as he sits there at his depot. Taking his cloak he wrapped his hand up in it again. The cool fabric of his cloak helped with the burning. But now it still throbbed and ached worse now. Starting on his third bottle of wine he scowls angrily at the bottle imagining it was Korg he throws it against the wall letting it splatter. He stopped for a moment wondering what was happening. Was he drunk? No a couple bottles of wine couldn’t do this to him… Something was wrong.

Sitting there sweat begins to slowly form on his face. It feels like he is running a fever he thinks to himself. Then in one moment the pain falls on him like a hammer striking the back of his head. He falls to the ground not expecting the sudden pain. He opens his cloak with tears falling down his face. He looks horrified to see his hand is now faintly glowing with a fire type of energy. Something he had only seen once now. Korg… The name rang through his head. He cried out as another string of pain shoots through him. His mind was racing he could feel his stomach churning from the pain. Using what strength he has he forces all his extra energy toward his hand to create a ward for magic the best he can around his wrist. To his horror he can feel the flame trying to eat through it. The pain was still getting through though.

Crying out in anger at the situation he begins searching out Korg. His anger propels him while the pain tries to eat him alive. His only hope now is to find out what the pact was so he could break it. Every now and then he stops and cries out a prayer to Malachin to help him. To give him strength. He isn’t sure if any mage could help him. The problem now was now that he could feel the flame trying to consume his soul. He had stopped the flame from getting that far in Korg. The only thing he can reason is because Gannon’s fighting spirit is stronger. Therefore making it easier for the flame to try and consume him.

So now he searches out Korg in rage and pain. He has already met Persephonie, Rand, and Ules while in the search. In his mind he cant even remember what was said through the veil of pain slowly consuming his mind. He isn’t sure how much longer he can last as he stumbles through the tree’s. That mornings events were even now slowly fading away. So now all that is on his mind were his main purpose. The flame… Korg.

(( This is to be played ingame. Do not make meetings on the board here. Feel free to discuss back and forth what you can do to help just don’t rp me in these posts. Thank you. ))

((Im just putting what's gone on so far from Ules' point of view, what already happened in game, for others to see. Also, sorry if one or two details are a bit off, I was really tired when I was playing so my mind's fuzzy))


Rand, Ules, and Persephonie were walking by the shop. They turn and see Gannon walking away from the tavern, seeming drunken. They think that Gannon just had a few too many, but ask him what's wrong anyway. Gannon doesn't really reply and then leaves.

After going to the tavern themselves, Rand and Steffi talking in secret to purposely bug Ules, Gannon is seen through the window. They go to greet him when he falls over, mumbling inaudibly. They ask what's wrong and seem to only get varied responses of the type "The burning.....fools, they don't know the pain!", and similar type things. The three start to get worried, and try to clear up what he's saying, but get no response except for the same nonsensical babbling. Eventually, Gannon becomes worse, so they try to restrain him. Gannon, being stronger than the three, easily resists and says more of the fire and the pain, and eventually runs into the woods. The others talk some more and try to think of a solution, but none worked.



Later, Ules is walking near the cross, carrying some staves, and sees Lorck. He asks "Have you seen Gannon?". Lorck says no, and Ules explains the situation. Lorck talks about how Gannon helped with Korg's ritual, and Ules obviously connects the words Gannon spoke and the ritual together. Ules seeks out Rand and tells him, and then begins to try to think of a way to help.