In a silent manner he would slowly rise from the crowd, walking forth as his blood red robe moved softly in the cold Vaer' breeze. Two massive books hung on his back, easily the weight of a small child, as one of them spoke some random words, even swearing every now and then.
His long talon would roam over the dark emberen staff on his back, accurately following the carved runes a soft everlasting hissing coming from it. A soft clinging would be heard behind him as he would move forth towards Daniel, dragging a chained body along with him, clearly tortured and mutiliated. (( No Gore Q_Q ))
With a gentle gesture he would turn towards the people, gazing at them silently. " Rosso is a man of power.. yet loved by many around him.. "
" He was a mastermind.. hidden within a child' shell. A grand master among trickery and deception. "
" Rosso is what I would of called a blood mage.. a mage which I feared.. merely because I could not comprehend his capabilities. "
" I have laughed and shared my few smiles together with Rosso.. a man out of many.. saddly. "
" The current population of mankind is rotten to it's very core.. yet, Rosso shined among them. "
" I could not call you good, Rosso.. nor could I call you evil.. but you were a just and rightious man. "
" That is to be admired.. "
" You always had these annoying tasks.. to bring you two mages.. 'alive' you would of said so many times. "
" By a point I had tried to get seven different mages to you.. yet they all were so stubborn they ended up, dead. "
" I remember being scolded as a bloodthirsty monster, a cannibal, torturer and murderer.. Yet when I met you, Rosso "
" It seemed as if I had found a more gentle reflection of myself, it was nice to gaze upon you.. tricking those men into their death.. "
" It was nice aslong as it lasted.. I cannot say I have many emotions, Rosso.. "
" But you made me smile a few times.. even though my teeth were bloody and I would let go of that small last piece of Elven Flesh, simply to smile softly. "
" Yet today.. you make me cry, my friend. "
" I am saddend by your loss.. I am saddend by your departure, search me soon, friend.. "
" I am lonely. "
He would speak softly, long having raised his golden mask in respect for his dead. A scaled, lizard-like face showing, lips pressed onto eachother in a rather harsh look as he would slowly turn towards Rosso. Taking a hold of the long cold iron spiked chains, pulling the old mutiliated female body up towards him as he would slowly lay it down next to Rosso. " I am sorry friend.. I heard a mere few hours ago that you had passed away.. the letter, it arrived late.. "
" I could not get hold of a man that would look like you, so I went for a beautiful lady that I saw in an Inn, drinking your favourite drink. "
" She will take on your sins and burn in the nether in your stead.. " He would speak softly before slowly rising himself from the ground, walking towards the feetend of Rosso as he would lay a small satchel against it. " The two skins.. that I still owed you.. no pay, for once.. "
He would smile softly before softly nodding towards Rosso' burning figure.