Lokkir back in the plaguelands

((I know, i have got to much time))

Lokkir smiled as he turned his back to Kim’jael. The shambling undead in front of him brought out his best moods. He formed the light into a blade that he swung at the blasphemous undead, the smiting blade of the righteous. He cackled and sliced trough the chest of another zombie. Lost in the joy of battle rage fought his way further and further into the land of the undead, soon he was surrounded and out of sight of any road. His smile changed into an unpleasant grin. He dissolved the blade and gathered his power in the palm of his hand and let it out in a flash of light that seared the heretic creatures.
“Burn in the flame of the righteous monsters!” the undead did not mind the death of there comrades and kept fighting the mad priest. Lokkir was soon over whelmed and forced to retreat, running and cutting swath trough there ranks as he ran.

Back out on the road he smiled. Even if the bites and scratches where hurting it had been amusing. He bound his wounds with cloth and started walking towards the nearby chapel.

LoL... But you never helped me with the quest tho...
Nice small story btw.

He is still there so he can help you.

Nice.
Btw can you tell me some thing abot the plage that u have? (OOC in teh forum)

Well, he got some plague like disease but he got cured... he still hold a grudge against Meryk for that.