"Lorentino you are going to be coming out of there whether you want to or not." It was a threat uttered at the mouth of a cave by an idiot. I say idiot because he didn't know I was unshackled, he didn't know I knew they were coming from a mile away, and he didn't know I was tired of messing around with the dumb followers of fire (trying to execute me on an altar tends to make me lose my patience).
"Whoever you are I'd hope you're prepared to meet your god, because I'm more than prepared to send you to her." I don't make threats people, I make promises, promises backed up by fire, lots of fire. Four of them came rushing into the cave, four of them got ignited and burned to death, I stepped over their corpses to find other members waiting their pistols drawn. I swiped them with a gout of flame, their screams showed they weren't exactly as ready for the afterlife as they claimed to be. The leader the man who had told me I was coming with them was backing off his eyes wide (setting people on fire tends to make people more than a little afraid of you, that and I tend to be more theatrical when I've lost my temper, it helps to play into the idea that you've gone corrupted because frankly non magical people fear corrupted magicals like boogeymen, for good reason mind you, but still its a little silly at times).
"Stttaaay back." His voice wavered, his pistol was leveled at my feet, I was in no mood so I exploded his pistol (got to love heat and bullets in open cylinders), his hand went with the pistol.
"Now you are going to tell me everything you know about this little bullshit parade or you'll find out why I'm a feared necromancer." His eyes widened at that last part, he probably would have been a bit more afraid if I hadn't also stopped to take a leak (damned bladder infection), still I thought I got my point across pretty well. And he spilled the whole sad plan, I tell you it was almost enough to make me cry, about how gods damned stupid it was. But that will of course be tomorrows entry.
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