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[Nathan ap Waels]

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"Out of my chair!" Darrien barked.

Bailos sat calmly, waiting, watching. Nathan stood in the corners behind Darrien. He wasn't sure what was going on. Darrien marched around, proclaiming himself as lich, and as the Lord. Darrien then read from his book, and shot a quick burst of light below Bailos's legs.

"Too bad I have no legs.." Bailos spoke before suddenly being shot across the room. Darrien chuckled in front of him now.

From the shadows behind him, Norture appeared.
"Come, we must secure the Skull," he spoke. Nathan nodded and without hesitation, merged into the darkness. He watched as Norture grabbed the Ebon Skull, while he could still hear the pounding of the violent spells through the thick walls. It was getting worse.

Nathan gated them to his home, both unsure of what to do. Then, Norture spoke. "We must find a safe place for this,". Nathan nodded, and motioned with his hand. Norture trailed slowly behind Nathan, making sure the Skull was wrapped tightly in the cloak he carried.

They stopped abruptly at the end of a hallway. Nathan pushed open the stone wall and revealed what appeared to be a tomb. Scattered amongst the floor was a small urn wrapped in cloth, and a decorated robe. Norture looked to him and Nathan nodded while pointing to the floor. Norture slowly turned his skull to the floor, and carefully placed the cloak with the Ebon Skull down inside.

As they both stepped out, Nathan made sure the stone door was not visible to anyone else.

* * *

Back, hidden behind the arches of the Ancient Room, Drayek and Nathan watched Bailos pace back and forth.

"Why me?" he heard Bailos speak before looking to Drayek. Drayek gave a slight nod and the two appeared.

"How did I know you'd be here?" Bailos asked. Nathan smirked a bit. He listened to the discussion between Drayek and Bailos before turning his attention to the remains of Darrien. He nodded once.

"Shall I retrieve the skull?" he asked Bailos. Bailos nodded, "That would be good."

* * *

Again with Norture at his home, he pushed open the stone wall. He looked around. He felt a strange and eerie presence, like he had not felt before. Nathan wasn't sure what it was, and looked to Norture as he bent over to get the skull again.

* * *

It had been several aggravating hours since him and Norture had saved the Ebon Skull, fearing that Darrien was overthrowing the Ancients at Charnel Hill. Apparently, he didn't. Nathan sat in his house, pondering the night's events, but still had an uneasy feeling around him. He wasn't sure what it was, but it haunted him continuously.

He walked down the stone stairs to the Sacellum. He looked around curiously. The presence was getting heavier. Then he remembered.. his father's tomb. He and Norture had placed the Skull in there.. Perhaps that was what was giving off the peculiar feeling. The shadows around him seemed to move and sway, though this was not that unusual for him. He had seen this before, but he wasn't sure why it was happening now. A slight noise from down the hall awoke him from his thought.

Suddenly, behind him, a being draped in robes spoke..

"Hello, son.."
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"Fall on us and hide us from the face of him who is seated on the throne."
-Revelations, 6:16
"Bargain not with the darkness: in time it will take us all."
-The Book of Nod, Proverbs