10. Kindred Beasts

I never found comfort in the Dark, being in the Light offered me such pride and warmth. Alas in my wretched form, the shadows offer a cold comfort that I once would have dismissed as a vagrants validation. Derkidd must be of the sort that views the shadow as once I saw the light, for he can cloak himself in Midnight as I would have at Dawn. So much is his control that he could cloak Revion and Hannah in the veil as well. Blood, Tooth and Claw. A flesh abomination of sorts sat in blasphemous regality, repleted on the corpses it had dined on. Although, the smell or sound of a prospective meal, even hidden from view within the shadowed halls, it’s lust and gluttony turned the beast back to its starved frenzy. Within an instance I started the fight, hurling my blazing spear towards the beast. The fight was tough, the beast was as mighty as it was defiled. Alas it was not against lone beggars, drunkards or vagrants. For we 5 were all killers, though only 1 would be the prey. It’s instincts kicked in and the beast attempted to flee for another day. Alas so did mine. I followed the beast with no afterthought up the church and onto the streets. From the streets onto the rooftops above. My companions in toe. the beast was as tough as stone yet nimble as it darted and dodged the assault from Revion, Hannah and I. Until we faced each other on the roof tops. Its blood curdling frenzy and its need to stay alive was almost pitiful. Alas mercy is no longer a grace I am blessed with. I turned the beast to ash as our eyes locked and the job was done. Hannah arrived on the roof not long after. For a moment her eyes spoke one word. Dread. Alas I had little time to navigate her on her feelings. I am not like Hannah, a monster Hunter, nor am I what Derkidd believes, a good man doing honourable things. I must commune with the spear and seek out my path for atonement. I don’t sleep well. My Conscience is a cell in it’s own right, patrolled by the demon whom I failed to conquer. I failed to kill those that were to be only used as inevitable fuel. How many more have died if I had simply followed orders. I need to sleep. I must commune with this demon in the open. I must leave my allies, for know not of what will come of such a ritual. Alas the heavy footing of boots passed my way. 3 Archmages of Clairvoyance had made their way to the city. I do not know what my motivations are on my journey, alas I do not wish for my allies to left to the charge of such kind. I need to sleep.