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[Thugren]

The dact that yuou hadnt so far speaks well of you brother."

 

he looks at you fiddling with the eiron and his eyes gklow, striking it with a small burst of energy, making the iron orbit in a manner that made it look like an atom

[Armoured Priest]

"Not even a purifier and yet your better them me at it." he laughed as he watched the intricate patterns of all little orbs around the larger center one. Gorgiras looked at him with a raised brow. "What do you mean by that anyways?" he asked, not sure what Thornen was trying to say. During most of the reconstruction, he was his own worst enemy when it came to decision making and thinking, always question wither or not if this is what Thornen would have done or if this is the right choice. Then again the worst Gorgira ever had to deal with was battle planning, at least that was easy for him. 

[Thugren]

thornen stands, looking  at the water.

 

"The madness...The Buthers mist.....Its a curse of our kind. The fact you can swallow it, even at your worst times...That speaks of your self strength...You are more reliable than you think."

[Armoured Priest]

Gorgiras shrugged. "Maybe, but let's see what lies ahead of us now and if that still stands true." he said to him as he reformed the metal atom back into a simple ring and placed it back around his scaly neck before looking up. "Though traveling though the shadow of the ravine sounds nice, I rather not be attacked from above he murmured as he looked at the crevices and rocks that lined the two long walls.

[Thugren]

thornen stands.

 

"Were going to need a good diversion...if we send something to the doors and capture the cheiftan we can avoid too much bloodshed."

[Armoured Priest]

"Hmph, there's not much that could be sent at the door with spilling more blood then deemed nessecary if that's what you are aiming for." Gorgiras grunts as he flicks a small bug off his knee. "....If those templars are really dead set on their little purification crusade, whose to say we're the only village they hit?" He inquired as thoughts formed in his head. "The sons of sobek would be a little harder to talk to, and the Anubian sons even more so, but I would think the armadillos would be more pragmatic then anything." he said, voicing his view to see how Thornen thinks of them.

[Thugren]

Thronen smiles, nodding

" we knock on the front door... I like that idea.... They bake a wonderful pastry of love to get here "

He smiles and looks at the water.


" very wise choice."

[Armoured Priest]

His brow furrowed as he stared at Thronen "I find it hard sometimes to figure out if you are serious or being a sarcastic little bastard....cause you mix the two a little too well at times." Gorgira said finally, unable to decipher his own brother's words. If wasn't the first time and there will Not be a last time either.

[Thugren]

thornen smirks, the old cheiftans smile an calming sight.

 

"You are just as dense as a stone....Its ok brother."

[Armoured Priest]

Gorgira's expression relaxed as he chuckled. "Well you don't keep me around for my wit now do you?" he said to him with a smirk as he stood up. "Although you should hope our armadillo neighbors have a better sense of humor then I do if they are willing to talk when we arrive at their gates" He mentioned as he refilled his own water canteen.

[Thugren]

thornen watches him smiling, suddenly looking very tired.

 

"can we rest before we go in there?"

[Armoured Priest]

"You're telling me you weren't resting this whole time?" He said with a smirk, hands raised in mock disbelief. Gorgira looks around for a moment and shrugs. "I don't see why not, should  set up some sentries for a perimeter. Rather be safe then dead." He said to him as he goes over to others to start handing out guard duties so at least they wouldn't be surprises.

[Thugren]

Within moments he is asleep across a stone as his brother comes to your side.

" I still can't beleive it... How did he survive..."

[Armoured Priest]

Gorgira sat in one of the number of shades offered by overhanging rocks, sipping from his canteen in hopes of cooling off more. "Well, giving credit where it should be, he is more resourceful then either of us after all." He said to him after one of his sips. "And I would also wager that his abilities helped him too." he said nodding over to the thralled ghouls that weren't too far from Thornen. "Either way, I'm just glad he did and is back with us." he finished as he laid back against the rock face now as he began relaxing.

[Thugren]

one of the ghouls fade from view as thornen begins to cough violently, gripping his sides as the groul returns with waht looks like a blood soaked satchel.

 

"What in the fuck..."

[Armoured Priest]

"....Well that's rather ominous. And possibly an answer." Gorgira grumbled, a brow raised in a questioning expression at what he was looking at. Gorgira looks both ways to make sure the rest of the cadre with either busy with guard duty or sleeping before standing up with some grunts of effort and walked over to Thornen quietly with Thaursus more then likely coming with him. "Brother, you don't sound well." He said to him as quietly as he could, which was a challenge for the crocodile varghen.

[Thugren]

Thornen reaches into the pouch and pulls out waht looks like a vial of old world medicine.

 

'Pnuemonia.....Ive had it for a while...But cant find the pills needed to kill it."

[Armoured Priest]

"Why didn't you want to say about this earlier brother?" He asked Thornen as he took a seat on a rock close to the anubian wolf. "Cause, you know, you are hacking up what looks like your lungs right now." he commented as he rested his head on the hilt of a cane he made out of his metal. "I know you said you had it for awhile, and I'm no doctor, but I'm sure still running around the desert with the possibility of heavy fighting isn't the best idea for you."

[Thugren]

the gfhoul hands thornen some mdicine and the wolf chuckles.

 

"friend ...its not always that easy...just returning was hard..SOme things just get lost in the malestrom."

[Armoured Priest]

Gorgira only puts his clawed hand on his face as he shook his head for a few moments of silence. "I honestly wonder who's worse at this sort of thing, me like the two of you say most of the time, or you." he said with a sarcastic chuckle as he looked at him. "Although, it's making me wonder how soon we should actually look for this medicine stuff if you been running around this long with that sickness as it is." he thought aloud in a more serious tone as he pondered on the situation Thornen was in.