Sunday, February 13, 2011

He still burns

Sarosh stood quietly in the temple.  Another day of watching the devotees of other gods, contracted for work.  The locals here feared fire and those that didn't fear fire, feared his genie heritage.  Sarosh kept his eyes open on guard against the cultist that kept trying to hire him.  As a general rule he refused to work for Necromancers. Still Sarosh needed work or he would be forced to provide the "fuel" for some nobel's home again, hardly a proper job for someone of his station.  Or worse, he would be forced to return to the Driftdowns, a situation he could barely stomach. 

Sarosh saw some new people arriving at the temple and he began his display again, first with fire and then altering the fire into other elements and energies. No one paid any heed, they would of course if they were injured but as yet none of the adventuring needy had arrived for that type of help.  Sarosh mentally calculated his remaining finances and realized he would be back in the Driftdowns by the Solstice.  Thats when he noticed the draconic creature, its scalely hide a deep crimson red.  Offering thanks to the elements he stepped up to the creature and introuduced himself.

4 comments:

robm1171 said...

Sarosh... just the man, or genie, we need!

harrygoblin said...

Well met, skilled master of flames!!!

robm1171 said...

And he seems to have something against necromancers...

James said...

Win win.