103 Needle In A Haystack (1/2)

The High Elf took a look at the Level 30 Survivor and he was Mesmerized completely. In the Eyes of the survivor Thug'dromog was his dearest person and the moment he was asked about the orders, he spilled everything.

”Lady of the moon is looking for a dangerous demon that was traveling with our caravan and might look like a serpent. Our job is to communicate with her apprentice the moment we see him about. He travels in a group of 4 people and I heard that one of them wants to make it into the temple of the Dreadnought and is heading there to take the test”.

Thug'dromog was taken aback at the fact that somebody from the outside wanted to be a Dreadnought since all the warriors from the outside usually took the road of the Berserker that was more balance than their path.

”How can he become a Dreadnought without Chaos Fire?”

”He is a weird one for sure, he and his twin have runes on their bodies like those ( Survivor pointed at Thug and his apprentice) and they are very similar in color to some of the stages of the moon”.

”Can you extract a memory?”

The Illusionist wave his hand and a still picture of the memory was projected in the air.

”Wait a second, I saw them” Said the apprentice before commenting once more, ”They were there when we were investigating what happened but I didn't pay much attention as they were extremely weak”.

”That one with the Reptile eyes is a little weird, It has the base of an Elf and I guess a Barbarian?” Said the High Elf looking pensive, ”Why does she want to find the group?”

”She said that the demon was dangerous and that there would be more money for us, she is rich!! she gave us a mountain of gold, it was a lot more money I have seen my whole life”.

”Is there anything else?” asked the High Elf.

”She was talking to her apprentice about torturing the person who told them the son of Azgorth was with us...or something like that, I was just too scared”

Thug got exasperated after hearing the name and immediately grabbed the survivor by their neck and growled ”SHE SAID THE SON OF AZGORTH ARE YOU SURE?”

”I think if you release his neck he might tell you…”

”Yes, She said he can become anyone even the Shadow Serpent”

Thug'dromog furrowed his brows and said to his apprentice we need to find him before she does, I leave that task to you. I need to take a trip to mount doom and talk to the Elder and try to get asylum.

”I owe you one friend, lets enjoy some ale when this is over”

The High Elf smiled and turned around before fading into the Dark alley, the problem with the son of the Engine of destruction was for the demons to take care off. The issue he was concerned about was the 2 half elf in the memory of the survivor, half elf/half barbarian 'what an interesting combination but is impossible, little Etta's Child shouldn't be more than 14 years old right now but they were definitely High Elf, hmmm...I guess I got to make a trip back home'.

The search for the son of Azgorth started in full swing around the skirts of the city but the person in question was just having fun Leveling in the planes of the abyss killing creatures in hordes. It was so extreme that Jazz had to beg for mercy as he was force to play the drum and whistle for hours on end. Jazz liked to talk but after he joined Rahz team he was extremely quiet at night but the worst part was that all he had available to drink was water and unlimited fruit juice.