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Way of the Wicked - The fall of Andoran, Chapter II
Liberty's Edge

stumbling around the corner, grasping one of the *exquisite* wine bottles from the High-deathpriest's stash in each hand, comes Halthus. It takes him a few seconds to realize he has missed the fun because, well, he was having too much fun.

gibberish:
"yerrra >_< wotsam?"

Drunkenly swinging his arm forward to hold one of the bottles out to you (the most empty one, btw) Halthus just barely manages not to fall face-first after it, as the sudden motion further disturbes his equilibrium.

abyzzz-*hick*zzzal:
"a...aa...*hic*...Iiii am a...*hic*... I may have a hadah..had a little bit to much to drink."
Way of the Wicked - The fall of Andoran, Chapter II
Liberty's Edge

Upon seeing the treant creak upright, transforming into a rotten, mouldy, un-living giant, the Flayer falls to his knees.
stupefied, he mutters: "such magnificent...un-health..."
It does indeed look somewhat less...formidable than before.
Way of the Wicked - The fall of Andoran, Chapter II
Liberty's Edge

Halthus comes over, mouthing something as he walks closer. He coughs, catching your attention.
Twisting his tongue around unfamiliar syllables, he attempts to speak to you in common.
"Caladwhen learn I! Speakat you!"

He seems as proud as a puppy that dug up its first bone. Give the man some credit for trying, will ya? He's trying to make friends!
Way of the Wicked - The fall of Andoran, Chapter II
Liberty's Edge

After Oret opens the cell door, Halthus slowly steps outside, still feeling somewhat stiff from eighty-years of rock'n'roll.

With a dramatic bow, he presents the third eye to Caladwhen, whispering quietly as she picks it up.

caladwhen/abyssal:
"you're going to love this, pretty one. Use it well."

Drawing himself up to his full 5"5, he starts to smile, and offers Caladwhen his arm. For a death priest, he's not an entirely unpleasant person to be around - somewhat naive, maybe, but kind and unassuming.

Abyssal:
"I would love to show you, my lady," emphasizing the courtesy to compensate for his earlier ...honesty, "But tell me - have you been here long enough to discover the priests' secret stash...? There was a crate of very fine wine back there, you know. I'd tell you where to find it, if only you'd share a flask with me...? I'd love to hear what I've missed."

It's obvious that his 80-year hibernation has taken away some of his mental skills - but perhaps smoothing out some sharp edges was just what this former torturer needed, to become a genuinely pleasant fellow.

sense motive DC15:
He honestly has no hidden agenda.
You're all here to restore Vetra Kali - that's great. And Cala is very pretty. He could've been dead! Instead, he'd rather watch everyone else die, holding hands with Caladwhen.

Smiling, he gently steers towards the hallway leading from the cell, through the courtyard, all the way around to end up in 2-21.
Cala will get a pm directly. I'm assuming Cala fills in at least *some* of the blanks of what happened during his absence.
Way of the Wicked - The fall of Andoran, Chapter II
Liberty's Edge

*begins to hans over the eye*

Abyssal:

"That sounds delightful. I know a few things about this place that will certainly help our cause. Have you read the murals, for instance? "
He nods towards 2-21, the hallway with insane amounts of historical graffiti.
"But alas - I seem to be stuck, here in this cell."

*withdraws the eye if anyone tries to grab it - with a disappointed smile*
Way of the Wicked - The fall of Andoran, Chapter II
Liberty's Edge

Halthus wobbles a bit - his moment of clarity seems to have passed. It's hard to blame him; the last he knew was that brothers were dying all around him.

Abyssal:
"You...you're no light-men. That much is clear. Tell me - is it true...? Is Vetra-Kali ...really ...dead?"

He fumbles around with the primitive cloth bag around his shoulder and produces a giant emerald, much like the two others you've already seen.
smiling wickedly with pride, he realizes that his petrification prevented the holy ones from stealing the third Eye.

Abyssal:
"One of the high priests died right in front of me as we ran. He pushed me between himself and the invaders - which seems lucky, in retrospect.
When he fell, I saw the jewel flying loose. He dropped the eye, but I caught it, and ran...Although I didn't get very far.
With this - we can restore Vetra Kali. Wherever he is now."
Way of the Wicked - The fall of Andoran, Chapter II
Liberty's Edge

As soon as his lungs catch air, he screams:

Abyssal:

"RUN! THE SARENRAEANS ARE COMING!"

blinking, he realizes he's not where he was expecting to be. He quietly mutters to himself:

Abyssal:

"How peculiar. One instant I'm running for my life, the next I'm in a cell. .. What great magic those Light-worshipers posess..."

It is then, that he looks around and sees you all.

Abyssal:

"Are you Light-worshipers? Then you should know I am Halthus the Flayer, Chief Torturer. If you have entered my domain walking in the light, then you will not leave here alive. Or, for that matter, in one piece."