As ever, Elkintra Rilyn Duskryn used the loose strands of thought flying around in the protocosmos of his brain to attune himself to his protean powers and relax his now healed muscles into attaining their optimum state. However, during this process a few random thoughts popped into his consciousness.
He had felt particularly wary regarding the tough they had encountered at the last bar in Midergard. Dusk couldn’t quite put his finger on it though. He had felt like taking out his anger with the town of Midergard on the very next offender, and the tough, with his threatening speech and rude behaviour had been a prime target, especially since he had been trying to extract an extortionate fee for his base efforts. But something deep inside Dusk had resisted the urge to attack and had prompted him to find another way. It was this feeling that Dusk was finding difficult to understand. It was not fear. Dusk did not fear any arbitrary surface tough that he didn’t even know, but something about the thug had made him rethink his initial reaction.
It was almost as if a drow cleric had been barking out her orders. Sometimes, he recalled, when that sort of thing happened, a drow warrior would not bother to think his own thoughts, but would act quickly and unthinkingly on behalf of the cleric. It was just a way those clerics had about them, and Dusk presumed somehow that the tough they had met had a similar ability.
Well, in the end, it had all worked out well enough. At the time, three party members had been wounded, so a battle could have gone ill. The most offending detail was that the thug had probably been overpaid, but perhaps that was a small price in exchange for leaving the stinking Goody-Two Shoes town of Midergard behind without further injury.
The unexpected healing from that horrid imp had been most welcome too. Dusk hated the smug attitude of the creature and was glad that it had to stay in town to complete some other task, but somehow, Dusk doubted whether his friends had seen the last of the tiny devil. Ah, well, he HAD his uses….