LaMort fires at the creature with his bow.
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LaMort steps back and takes a shot at the creature.
LaMort fires a second arrow.
As the stench of death wafted through the winter air, LaMort darted behind the group in order to do his work properly. Once at a proper distance, he readies his bow, whispers a quick chant to Asmodeus. Afterwards he launches one of his regular arrows at the zombie Runeson had already harmed.
Something internally guided LaMort Marche into the sleepy town of Heldren; be it the will of Asmodeus or subconsciously gathered clues of a Witch who needed to be brought down. Regardless, when word of Lady Argentea Malassene's kidnapping reached LaMort's ears, it confirmed his intuition. He managed to talk with some locals who, as with most people LaMort comes into contact with, naturally trust. He rendezvous with the rest of the group and listens intently to the good Doctor. At the sound of "magic" and "The High Sentinels", Marche perked up and waited for Doctor Gareau to finish speaking. "From what I have gathered, The High Sentinels are only accustom to dealing with bandits. If what you say is true, I'd conclude that this is no doubt Winter Witch handy work." A fiery flicker engulfs LaMort's silvery irises for a moment as he continues with a smile slowly forming as he spoke. "I'll need a contract to review and approve in order to make sure our services are properly compensated, but I have no doubt in our combined ability to... deal with this crisis..."
Ok I think I got this all figured out... LaMort Marche, Witch Assassin (although I'd never admit to that unless you wanted to employ my services). Apparently, an angel came down, layed with a Witch, and that's how I came to be. The funny thing is, I was destined to falter the stability of an entire Witch nation. My mother must have loved me enough to live, but not enough to raise me. Dropped off at the cliche orphanage, I was quickly adopted by a Witch Hunter; he saw my... potential. As did... a certain Deity. On my first hunt, I hesitated. It cost me my adopted father his life... I learn from my mistakes... |