Basala *DEPRECIATED*

"Well I'm not looking to kill anyone today. So I am going to go back to my house to see if I can find any clues to who could have done it." Voas then leaves the store.

As Voas leaves, Styx comes into the store.

"he's got some serious bloodlust problems" seaven says, not talking to anyone in particular.

"Now thats just a tad bit unhealthy."

He says as he leans on the counter.

After a few moments of pondering, "And that's coming from someone who practices blood magic!" He laughs.

"Blood magic, blood-lust, as long as he doesn't mess with someone important and bme it on us everything will be fine and dandy." Says Urijoshi.

"He needs help."

"Aye, but letting himself get killed solves that problem."

"I agree." Styx laughs.

A scowl comes across Stu's face. "People like that don't deserve the air they breathe. I grow tired of seeing so much death and destruction, and for what? For twisted sense of justice? Of a lust for power? No. For the simple act of killing.

I kill, but I do not kill for the sake of killing itself. This is sickness, disease, cancer. It must be cut out."

Stu turns to the rest of this companions.

"That... thing. It must die. I will not mince words. It is that kind of behavior that caused my exile, that caused the deaths of so many I love. No more, I say. No more."

Stu, now realizing he is allowing his emotions get the better of him relaxes.

"I apologize. But it must end."

Sarabi looks up at Stu, "Huh... And here I thought everyone was just gonna try and ignore whats-his-face. That works I guess, just keep it out of my cafe."

Stu addresses Sarabi "I became a necromancer because I sought to breath life into those long dead. To see those so devoted to doing just the opposite, condemning those short lived souls to death... I will not have it. The world has enough death in it without people like him destroying life with each step he takes."

Stu's face is wrinkled with anger.

"To those who wish to help me I thank you. To those who don't, I hope you take some time to ponder what life truly means."

Stu unsheathes his staff and leans it against the counter, he takes a seat next to it.

OOG: Didn't your character just walk out of the shop to go into the forest to kill people? I don't think he could have heard Stu speak.

"The gods don't interfere with mortals without reason." Stu retorts.

"I don't believe whatever god has cursed you is the sole reason behind your clear disregard for life. Not even the gods can alter what is already in someones mind."

"Gods do not change someones nature to curse them. They take their nature and turn it into something they don't like" Stu sneers.

"I know your kind. I've seen it before. You murdered and killed for the sake of it until a god turned you into its toy. You are no victim, but a convict."

"I agree with Stu, and believe me the place where you are sending the people that you kill is not a nice place. Take it from a person who's been there for years." Styx points to himself.

Urijoshi calmly dusts herself off. Then looking at Kalandrios, her eyes clearly yellow, her hands charge up with visible electricity. "Half-elf, if you ever touch me again, I will personally give you a one-way pass to see your god and all of the evil creatures you have killed."

"Kalandrios, I think it would be best if you go into the forest and kill something before something bad happens to you or anyone else."

"I think it would be best if you never came back, too" Stu scowls.

"Scum" He mumbles.

"Finally he is gone. I thought I was going to have to kill him." The shadows that were tangled around Styx's armor now disappear into the ground below. The room now lightens up a bit now that the shadows are gone.

OOG: After reading about Necromancy more I have found out that my actions have affect on the world. So I will have to role play these characteristics in from now on. That is why the room lit up after the shadows went away.

Urijoshi begins to calm down. "That obnoxious prick. (OOG: would they even say this back in the day?) Now who is going to clean this up?"