[3.5E] Heretic's Bane Icewind Dale

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Tolrin laughs quietly is response to Arman.

"Elf, if they're rocks in the snow that'd be the worse thing of all. As much 's we're here for me to pay our respects, we're also here to clear the path fer the Stone Council com'n here tomorrow. I'd rather be find'n trouble than rocks! But aye... 'hats a good point. I hadn't considered that they're not cleverly disguised enemies but unassum'n boulders. Wouldn't ye all have a laugh about that?"

Tolrin gives Arman a cocky half smile but has a very cold, deadly look in his eyes that betrays him. If anyone assumed by his previous demeanor he was a gentile old dwarf who played at war, that might be dispelled if one looked at him now. The faint tingle of magic beginning to pulse through Tolrin body as he readies himself to unleash it makes Arman's hair tingle. A mage himself, it has numbing yet electric feel to it like he has not experienced before.