((Sure thing. We don't mind ))

She looked at him amused, "Oh, I've been to many places as well. Maybe not pirating the seas, but journeying to different worlds, yes."

Meirion was momentarily lost in her thoughts. The places had trained her, taught her many things.

Without saying anything a war cry sounded from above. Meirion took a step back, surprised and looked up, trying to pin the person of who the voice belonged to.

Well, he certainly wasn't attacking her. Channelling her energy to find more about him, she received the fact that he wanted to do goodwill.

Beast... Huh

Meirion thought, glancing at Minon. She took a further step back, not wanting to be involved in whatever they had.

((Very not expected, but if you want to join...))

Wellby rolled his eyes. These shouts and warcries were starting to get old.

Very calmly he said as he landed about ten meters away, "Foul beast? You disgrace me, I am just one who looks for himself."

Looking back at Ruane he asked quietly so the big mage couldn't hear, "Remember me telling you about a big magic user?" He pointed at the mage while raising an eyebrow.

He said again louder, "Why would I harm innocent people?"

Meirion raised an eyebrow. She really wasn't coping well with these recent set of events. Her mind buzzed like a beehive in confusion.

She looked at him with an amused expression before looking at the male, assessing him almost.

Meirion shrugged mentally and dropped her thoughts. The guy wanted to do good. Obviously he had a grudge against Minon.

The burrowing thought Meirion had about a necromancer returned slowly. She surveyed everything and waited.

"You are a nercomancer! That is enough reason for me to strike you down! And I will make you pay for destroying my weapons!" Thul'Duun shouted, as he spun his axe in a tight circle, carefully avoiding the bystander. No need for her to get hurt. Her aura ashowed that she was not evil.

Meirion tilted her head in puzzlement as the mage continued to attack.

"Hey, hey," she said quickly, stepping in, narrowly missing his axe.

"Can we please halt for a moment and... discuss this?" Meirion offered, breathing in deeply, "Weapons get damaged every day you know. Replacing them should be no big deal..."

"And I know the version of necromancer in your mind, but the guy here really isn't evil."

Well.. I hope not... Meirion thought darkly.

Wellby almost laughed out loud. Evil! Of course he was evil. Or so he thought.

He had submitted himself to it long ago, when his best friend was killed. Wellby really wanted revenge, and to do so, he would have to kill people. In his mind, killing was evil in itself, so if you were to kill, you had to be evil to a degree.

He was going to explain this to the huge man, but he quickly decided against it. 'Let him to his holy war.' Wellby thought.

"Why else did you make the weapons, if not to be destroyed?", he asked the enraged man.

Thul'Duun jumped back when the woman almost got hurt. He would not let innocents get caught up in this. "Not normal weapons, but mine are imbued with enhancing gems which make me stronger. They have the same effects as what your kind call drugs, but without the negative side-affects." He said to the woman, as he sheathed his axe. He dicided that was too risky, and pulled out his trusty knuckledusters. Turning to his enemy, he replied, "I made the weapons to protect the innocent, weak and defenceless! Not for my enemies to leech and destroy!"

Wellby laughed. He really thought this mage was crazy. All the majestic statements were almost sarcastic in his mind.

He stopped his laugher and took on a serious tone. "How do you know I am not innocent? Or the vampire?" Wellby cocked an eyebrow. "And she was certainly defenceless at that moment. I protected her from your harming blows, you know."

"You certainly are not innocent, it seems to me."

Meirion looked between the two trying to figure out the problem.

"Well that's interesting indeed," she said softly, still running it through her mind.

Minon was behaving unusually it seems.

"Vampire?" she phrased, even more confused.

Meirion really had no clue what was going on. She barely managed to grasp the information before they ranted on, dissolving her thoughts into a mess again.

Thul'Duun clenched his fists. "At first, I thought she was dangerous. It was not until after our encounter that I discovered she was not the stereotype vampire. I made a mistake, and intend to apologize should our paths cross again. You, however, are evil. I can tell from your aura that your history is tainted with blood, some of it innocent. For those who could not, I vow to strike you down!" His voice grew from a steady tone to a roar as he got more emotionally enraged. Taking up his combat stance, he charged.