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Vitus Rustovich
Deathknight
Adventurer
Joined: 07 Sep 2005
Posts: 26
Silversmith, Priest
Location: Asmodean Temple, RhyDin
277 Silver Nobles
Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 7:01 pm Post subject: An Unexpected Visitor
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Vitus and Rhaine had recently discussed potential allies to their new Temple, several names were mentioned, and Rhaine had made arrangements to speak with the so-called death knight Lord Ayreg. Vitus had decided to steer clear of this meeting, to leave these diplomatic missions to his more capable sister. However, as he paced the halls of the Asmodean Temple, he grew bored.
Finally deciding to finish a project he had started on months ago, he pulled on his robes, put his hood up, and left the temple, mere minutes before Rhaine's meeting was scheduled to begin. The harsh winds of the mountainous region whipped at his robes, and he pulled them tighter more out of habit than anything else. His dead flesh no longer felt discomfort due to temperature variances.
Winding his way down out of the mountains, he finally passed into RhyDin. As he stalked the streets, surrounded by the sights, smells, and sounds of mortal life, he began to appreciate even more his current condition, the inconveniences left behind. Occasionally a passerby would give him a curious look, but these were usually dissuaded by a dark glance from beneath the hood of his robes.
Finally, he arrived at his destination, Palazzo Drachen Walde. Something about this place tugged at his subconscious, something Vitus couldn't quite place his finger on. After knocking on the door, he began to extend his consciousness, searching for anything out of place. He was roused from his semi-meditation by the door opening.
"Can I help you?" the man that answered the door was very stately, very formal, dressed in dark blue and gold. Vitus was unnerved by the fact that the man had no reaction whatsoever to a lichknight at the front door.
"I have business to discuss with your mistress," Vitus hissed, his voice little more than a rattling whisper.
"Of course, right this way," the man responded, leading Vitus into a receiving room. "Make yourself comfortable, I will inform her that you are here, Mr...?" he trailed off, waiting for a name.
"Rustovich, Vitus Rustovich." Vitus replied, choosing a chair and seating himself. As the man left, Vitus again had the feeling of something out of place. It was stronger now, closer. As he waited, he put up a mental guard, a mixture of magic and death, and waited for Azjah to arrive.
Vitus Rustovich
Deathknight
Adventurer
Joined: 07 Sep 2005
Posts: 26
Silversmith, Priest
Location: Asmodean Temple, RhyDin
277 Silver Nobles
Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 7:01 pm Post subject: An Unexpected Visitor
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Vitus and Rhaine had recently discussed potential allies to their new Temple, several names were mentioned, and Rhaine had made arrangements to speak with the so-called death knight Lord Ayreg. Vitus had decided to steer clear of this meeting, to leave these diplomatic missions to his more capable sister. However, as he paced the halls of the Asmodean Temple, he grew bored.
Finally deciding to finish a project he had started on months ago, he pulled on his robes, put his hood up, and left the temple, mere minutes before Rhaine's meeting was scheduled to begin. The harsh winds of the mountainous region whipped at his robes, and he pulled them tighter more out of habit than anything else. His dead flesh no longer felt discomfort due to temperature variances.
Winding his way down out of the mountains, he finally passed into RhyDin. As he stalked the streets, surrounded by the sights, smells, and sounds of mortal life, he began to appreciate even more his current condition, the inconveniences left behind. Occasionally a passerby would give him a curious look, but these were usually dissuaded by a dark glance from beneath the hood of his robes.
Finally, he arrived at his destination, Palazzo Drachen Walde. Something about this place tugged at his subconscious, something Vitus couldn't quite place his finger on. After knocking on the door, he began to extend his consciousness, searching for anything out of place. He was roused from his semi-meditation by the door opening.
"Can I help you?" the man that answered the door was very stately, very formal, dressed in dark blue and gold. Vitus was unnerved by the fact that the man had no reaction whatsoever to a lichknight at the front door.
"I have business to discuss with your mistress," Vitus hissed, his voice little more than a rattling whisper.
"Of course, right this way," the man responded, leading Vitus into a receiving room. "Make yourself comfortable, I will inform her that you are here, Mr...?" he trailed off, waiting for a name.
"Rustovich, Vitus Rustovich." Vitus replied, choosing a chair and seating himself. As the man left, Vitus again had the feeling of something out of place. It was stronger now, closer. As he waited, he put up a mental guard, a mixture of magic and death, and waited for Azjah to arrive.