Five men lay dead. I killed them naturally, I was angry and not seeing things in a "live and let live" type way. Mervis had gone from stupid foppish moron to someone who needed to be sliced open and have salt poured into him, in the space of say two broken fingers! The first guy was guarding the door to the lavish suite Mervis was staying in, I reached through him and burned the guy behind him (believe me the shocked look on his face showed that he didn't know you could indeed do that), the next three were a victim of my rather poor swordsmanship (which showed that Mervis obviously hired people based on looks not actual ability). When it was all said and done I was standing over five bodies my right hand dripping blood, my sword also coated and I wasn't even getting started.
The suite was really just two major rooms, the greeting room where I'd just butched Mervis's guards, and the bedroom where Mervis was waiting. My hands shook in rage, it was bad enough he tried to kill me, but that he had taken Lorissia and intended on using her in a blood ritual? That really just pissed me off (ignore for a moment that at one time I'd done the same thing, though it wasn't technically me, I swear that woman got into more blood rituals than anyone else). I lashed a string of fire at the door leading to the bedroom and sliced the door in two (it was dangerous given the state I was in, but I was really angry, hindsight tells me I could have accidentally burned the whole stupid room down with that kind of reckless abuse of power). Mervis looked like I had interrupted a little alone time, his balding pasty ugly face just served to make me angrier, the fact I could see Lorissia tied up on the bed, probably also factored in.
"MERVIS!" I rushed forward, he didn't have time to move or cast a spell (and thankfully he had not laid a blood trap on the ground, which is no surprise Mervis was a terrible necromancer, honestly Valrya had always considered him a failure). I had pinned him a wall beside the bed my right forearm underneath his chin, my left still clutched my sword and I held it an inch below his genitals.
"Trezlan hey lets talk, lets just calm down you know you want to be calm." Mervis was a mind bender (I don't think I mentioned them in my magic breakdown, basically much like the Red Hand Judge, they work a spell on your mind with their words, its really effective, but tends to lead to a short life as no one ever wants to lose control of themselves and if you can't hear them, or you intentionally inflict injury upon yourself their magic doesn't tend to work), I could feel his words trying to burrow into my brain, I tightened my right hand in a fist and felt a surge of pain wash them away.
"Mervis I'm not some dumb fool you know, that you assumed I worked for Morley is laughable, that you thought you could send two idiots to get information from me insulting, that you would dare hurt my companion, death sentence."
"Think about this Trezlan! We're brothers! Just because Morley killed Mother doesn't mean we can't team up to kill him! Forget this tramp, with our power we could rule this town!" Mervis always did think small, I mean he'd lived his life just satisfying his urges, using up women, using their life energy to keep up his virility and then tossing them aside. I'll admit I hadn't lived a life of altruism and grand world saving measures, but I'd at least been involved in things!
"Mervis," I leaned in close, I could smell the rotten stench of his breath, "The only thing we share in common I killed specifically because I'm not like any of you." I buried my sword into his guts and it pinned him to the wall, I heard a whimper and he squirmed to get off the blade but was failing. I turned my attention to Lorissia who looked like death warmed over, he'd been draining her for about a day, going slow (it was how get more pleasure out of his victims, most necromancers do a quick rip, Mervis prefered to savor the flavor as it were).
"I can fix her, just let me go, just let me live Trezlan!" His voice was high pitched and desperate.
"Yes yes you can fix her." He was about to say something else when I withdrew the sword from his abdomen and he came crashing to the ground, he was thankful at first until I buried the sword through his back and trapped him on the ground (its hard to write on someone when they are squirming). I worked the ritual fast I could feel his life force seeping out faster than the blood. Mervis himself had passed out in the second impalement. Unlike with Valrya I didn't retain any of Mervis's memories or emotions, I did not want them. I just passed the life force into Lorissia and left his husk on the ground (when you are transferring life force intentionally and of sound mind you don't have to take in any yourself, when I killed Valrya I kind of messed up obviously). She looked better but was still out of it, I could see color returning to her cheeks so I knew all she needed was rest.
I heard footsteps crashing up from down below (Mervis was staying in a hotel that had two floors, we were on the second). I left Lorissia on the bed and went to the main area. I was greeted by what was considered the law in Lork (Despite being Red Hand territory Lork kind of operated independently for the most part, the local gambling dens paid a private force to keep things on the straight and narrow). There were five of them, well dressed in shining mail armor wielding a variety of weapons that probably hadn't been used ever from how shiny they looked. I held my hands out in surrender and laid down on the ground, I felt the shackles lock around my wrists and was brought roughly to my feet.
Yes my lovely journal another stay in prison for Trezlan Lorentino. As I've said in the past I tended to be incarcerated a lot, almost like I'm some kind of criminal? Preposterous though, all those charges are clearly not true at all! Even the ones I admit to.
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