Back in the tavern Tirj bursted through the door to the room. He was angry, or just getting ver being angry, Yervok couldn't tell but Tirj wasn't happy. "Tirj?" "shut up boy, you've brought a lot of trouble you better be worth it!" Suddenly a tall slim man dressed in dark clothings and ratios walked in. He had dark gems on his silver jewelry that littered his body. He had tatoos everywhere including around the eye and on the eyelids. He had long greasy black hair and a grim look on his pale face. He held a leather covered book. And a cane with a fake skull on it. "so nemmy," Tirj said to the man, "all yours." The man gave a smirk.
For some reason when you mentioned the greasy black hair it reminded me of that scary dude you say is funny.
The man, Nemmy, bluntly grabbed Yervoks cloak and pulled him close, "don't move kid." Suddenly they locked eyes. Nemmy could see the fire in the core of Yervoks pupils and Yervok saw the kiss of death in nemmys. Nemmy let the kid go, "yeah he is the one of rage allright and he has the Druid mark, I can sense it. " Tirj smiled, "so all this time it was worth it." Nemmy nodded, "and my services to your master better be worth it also." Tirj nodded, "talk to Purple about that not me." Nemmy grunted then left the room. Tirj looked at Yervok, "I need you to do something for me.." Suddenly the eerie low whistling peirced the air again. The curtains blasted open and the window shattered.
There in the window stood Worst nightmare. Suddenly with a poof of that dark aura he was behind Tirj. Tirj had a frightened look hidden behind his face. Tirj whipped around sending a cold mist from his hands at worst nightmare, who's cloak began to chill and freeze over, but worst nightmare dashed at turn and grabbed him by the collar with one hand and lifted him up. Worst nightmare put his other hand on Tirjs stomach and his hand glee that dark aura then there was a blast and Tirj was sent right through the wall, his cloak had a hole in it and his stomach was charred. Tirj jumped to his feet when he landed onthe marble road of kereth but worst nightmare was gone, and so was Yervok. Tirj hit the road with his fists, "DAMN!!"