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Gil'Dran, the lizard is walking around in the forest northwest of Trollsbane looking around for the Robbers supposed to exist in there. By accident he Stumbled across the 'Grove'. A Temple in the wilds for the four elements. He examinated the place and looked at a perticular statue. He walks closer and Sees as the statue changes its form. He sumbles backwards and falls over. The statue formed itself into a huge demon. He stood up, drawing his two scimiltars and readying himself for battle. The demon stood there laughing.. Do you really think you can hurt me with those butterknifes?"
The lizard smiles and jumps into the air cutting of the demons one horn, damaging its wing and cutting its tail in two. Surprised the demon walks backwards then rushes the lizard uses its claws to inflict a deep, huge scratch on the lizards chest. The demon walks backwards murmuring some words then says to the lizard "You are hereby a cursed lizard. Find a priest who can tend your wounds and we will meet again." The demon draws a massive dagger and scratches a hole into the air and walks into it, then the hole closes itself. The lizard tends his wound and then repairs his armor. He armors himself once again, and starts to walk against the village when a cold starts to engulf him. He seem to start glow somewhat ice blue. He feels a huge pain in his chest and starts to run into town. He runs into his depot and draws out a healing potion and starts to drink it. He then faints and awakes several hours later....

Gil'Dran walks through townto deposit off some herbs when he feels a cold wind blow up. He feel cold and a terrible strong pain start in his chest. He start to daydream away at some foreign country that is on fire. He sees himself there walking around in the burning city and suddently he falls down and starts to roll around in pain. He sees himself turn into a huge, ugly demon. He stumbles backwards into a bush and comes back into real life. He notices a elf lady staring at him from the crown of a tree. He ignores her and walks into town murmuring something about Salathe and a need of a custom made armor. He walks into the shop of trollsbane and takes out a huuge cloak from his depot chest. He starts to feel cold again and sits down, leaning to a wall when a group of people walks in. He starts to fall into a very painful sleep with a dream about the burning lands of the demons...


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Seron walked into the shop, and heads to the depot. He saw a lizard person sleeping by the wall, and figured it would be best not to disturb them. He put in several things, then took out an old, rusty sword, that seemed to be in bad condition, and a farmer's shield. He then took out an old, rusty viking helmet, which also was in bad condition. He put the helmet on and held the sword and shield in both hands. He pondered for a moment, and then remembered that his battle staff, in the past, was stronger. So he put the sword and shield into his backpack, and took out a battle staff. He looked to the lizard, and now saw that they ((You cannot tell the gender by looking at a lizard)) seemed to be in pain.
"Wait... That lizard-person seems to be in pain. It looks too severe to be a nightmare."

An elf clad in blue walks into the shop and spots the sleeping lizard, he then turns to the other character in the shop and asks

"What is happening? The lizard is suffering, should we awaken him ?"

He then draws out his bow, ready for anything that might occur

"I just arrived about thirty seconds before you. Do you know any priests? Perhaps one might know what is wrong with him. Or a druid, or atleast somebody with a healing potion."
Seron grabbed the lizard, and felt that he was cold. Very cold. "Strange, he seems to be cold... Go outside, make a fire. He needs warmth. You do have an axe, don't you?"

Gil'Dran wakes up sweating and feeling very cold. He holds his hand against his chest as he uses the other one to drag himself up on the wall into a standing position. He looks around with icy blue eyes and notices the Human and the Elf. He then says "I.... need to find a..... Priessst...." He walks some steps forwards and then falls down on knees and starts to get a terrible daydream about the demon-self again....

Seron, upon noticing the lizard wake, let go and backed up. "I... need to find a... Priessst..." the lizard said, getting up, and walking a bit forward. He fell onto his knees, and seemed to have lost focus.
"...As I said. A priest," Seron said.
Both of the shop people were suprised at what was going on.

Gil'Dran seems to have lost control over himself and he trows off his cloak revealing his heavy plate armor and leggings he were wearing. There was a huge scratch straight through the armor and a deep wound on the lizards chest still bleeding. It seemed like someone had opened him like a can of tuna, but with a waraxe. He closes his eyes and his eyes seem to move fast under the eyelocks ( no idea if its spelled that way.. ) And when he re-opens them, they are glowing strongly with ice blue color and he seem to float some inches over the floor. His tail seem to try to hit the people standing next to him, but it suddently stop and he falls down on the ground once again shrouding himself in the huge cloak and breaths heavily. The lizard says: "Priessst.... Now..."

The elf in blue walks out of the shop, takes out some wood and makes a fire...

He then shouts out for a priest to come by....he waits to see if anyone will appear

Seron, thwacked off balance by the lizard's tail, got up, and carried them to the fire outside. "There must be a priest somewhere!" he shouted, though mainly twoards himself. "WE NEEED A PRIEEEST!" He shouted even louder, hoping one could come by.

Gil'Dran sits up and looks around and then looks at the human screaming.
"Quiet.. I have a terrible headache..."
He seem to have forgotten about everything and asks: "What am i doing here... Didn't i fall asssleep in there..?"

"More like you lost focus, then.... you seemed possessed. Then, you collapsed. I doubt your eyes would glow you levitate and your tail thwack anybody nearby if you weren't possessed," Seron said. "If you're wondering, they glowed an icy blue color. And YOU were asking for a priest, that was why I was shouting for one. By the way, what in the heck happened to you?! Your armor is ripped open and you have a long gash in your chest. Did you try going to the cross? It might have some sort of power to heal you."
Seron looked around, but nobody was comming yet.

Standing in a graceful motion Pendar retreaves his staff from beside the table and hurriedly leaves the Tavern.
If some one is screaming for a priest it is seldom for a hurried marriage . He mutters to himself making a bee line for the shop.

Arriveing outside the shop he lets his emerald green eyes scan over the gathered party, his eyes fixing on the lizard called Gil'dran.
Your are hurt ? he asks his voice calm and slightly melodic as always. As he waits for a reply his eyes dance in his skull taking in the surroundings satisified there is no immediate danger he turns his gaze back to the lizard and relaxes slightly waiting a reply.

"Well... Their armor is torn, and he has a long gash on their chest," Seron told the stranger. "And just a bit ago, I think they were possessed. Their eyes glowed an icy blue, they levitated, and the tail started whipping anybody nearby." He pointed to a small bruise on his forhead. "Unfortunately I was one of them."

"Hmmm..."
A man stepped up to the lizard. He kneeled down and his strange, narrow, almost elven looking eyed examined the wounds.
"What did cause these?"

possessed you say?
Letting his eyes draw over the lizards wounds on more time Pendar leans on his staff. Nodding stifly to the new arrival kneeled at the lizards side, "What do you make of the wounds will we need a medico?"

Supressing a shudder as the scars that run the length of his chest begin to ache. The scars never lied the lizard had touched a darkness and the taint was still strong enough to set off the old wounds.
The young man closes his eyes a moment and without evening meaning to speak answers Adanos question.
Demon...

Adano Eles nods. "This is what I feared. These just do not feel right. A medico might be able to treat the physical wounds, but these go deeper. We need a priest here."

Gil'Dran stands up using his scimiltar.

"Yesss... Demon... By the way... Nissse ssseing you here pendar... The lizard smiles at the man and looks at everyone."

"I wasss sssearching the northwessst foressst for the robbersss that isss sssupposssed to be there. All that i found wasss sssome kind of temple.."

"The ssstatue of fire, earth and water wasss there. The ssstatue of ssspirit looked sssomewhat ssstrange ssso i wanted to inssspect it a bit clossser..."

"When i walked up to it, it ssseemed alive.. Itsss eyesss moved, and looked at me. Then the terrible demon ejected from the ssstatue and threw me backwardsss.. I Drew my ssscimiltarsss and wounded it, but asss you can sssee, it wounded me too.. For hurting it, it put a terrible curssse on me..."

"I am sssupposssed to turn into the demon that cursssed me if my woundsss dont get mended quickly... Its a cursssed poison that flowsss through my veinsss, ssso i sssupposssed a priessst would do."

"You are right, a priest might help. We need someone who has experience with cases like these. I can only try to help you contain the malevolent spirit until help arrives."
He looks around.
"Someone should go to the Grey Refuge. You can find Grandmaster Aragon in the temple of Malachín below the castle. Maybe he can help."

Spinning on his heel as if he may run himself Pendar grabs a young boy by the shoulder and gently pulls him over.
"want to make some coin young man" He dangels a purse full of coin in front of the boys nose.
"Run to the castle of the rose and find the man called Aragon,return with him and the purse is yours"
With quick hands Pendar unsheaths a jeweled dagger from his belt and hands it to the boy. "Show him this and tell him Pendar Fayed captain of the guard requests him, soon as he is able...Now make haste lad"

Turning back to the assembled group all signs of his previously casual mood gone.
"Adano if it is prayers we need I may know a few, Else tell me how best I may be of help"

Gil'Dran looks at Pendar. "I have an idea.."

"If you could go fetch Sssalathe for me, i would like to talk to him."

"I could get to him... If I knew where he was. Do you know where he PROBABLY is?" Seron asked. If he found him, he'd hope he didn't use his usual rudeness. "Is there something I should tell him? ...Who are you, by the way? The name might help."

Salathe is walking through town and spots teh group of people, he walks over and sees gil'dran

"Hello Gil, you ok?"

Seron sighs. "That settles finding him," he mutters.

"Well... Now we have but to wait for Aragon..."

Gil'Dran smiles and hides the scimiltar inside the huge cloak and once again shrouds himself in it, but this time with the hood down. "Hello Sal." he says.

"If we could go over there and speak properly..?" He asks in Lizard tongue and points over at some appletrees some meters away...

"Yes, of course"

Salathe helps him up adn they walk over to where GIl'dran wanted to talk

"What did you want?

Gil'Dran opens his cloak and shows Salathe the armor wich is sliced open at the chest. He also shows him that the wound is still bleeding...

"Asss you can sssee... I need a cussstom made armor, wich can keep my wound shut.. Could you make that for me..? I will pay you handsssomely..."

"The curssse that i have cassst on me includesss that thisss wound cannot be healed without the poissson removed firssst..."

Gil'Dran closes the cloak again and looks at Sal for an answer...

"I can make the armor... and you dont have to pay, just get well"

Salathe smiles to Gil and heads off to the workshop to smith teh armor

Gil'Dran sees Salathe walk away towards the workshop and murmurs with a smile "Thanksss friend..."

He fall down on his knees and feel the terrible pain inside him once again. He cannot take the pain and faints...

Gil'Dran seems to loose control once again and as he sits on his knees his eyes start to glow blue once again. This time the lizard-self starts to fight the demon-self.. He seem to be awake enough to control himself...

He raises his hands and starts to grab into thin air but dont catch anything. He holds out the hands with the palms upwards and a blue fire appears in each hand and his eyes are no longer glowing... They are also burning with the same ice blue color as the fire in the lizards hands.

The lizard tries to get back control over himself but cannot take the pain and throws the fire at a nearby tree, wich becomes a flaming inferno at the touch of the blue fire, but stops quick and only a bit of coal is left of the tree.

Gil'Dran falls over unconcious and starts to have dreams about the demon lands again, but this time he cannot see himself anywhere.. Only red skinned orcs and trolls and demons.. On top of a hill he sees a creature, shrouded in fire. At the look of that creature, he wakes up and feels that the pain is gone in his chest, but he is terrible cold.