"Zaknafein." He repeats with a nod. Being called Zak doesn't seem to bother him either.
Then there's a moment of awkward silence where they stare at each other. What now? Is this a normal situation for the human? He highly doubts it. What could the wizard have been attempting to summon that he'd get a dark elf instead.
The one dark elf that wouldn't kill him on sight.
No, not the only one. Not anymore.
Without saying another word, Zaknafein turns and moves to approach the portal again, aiming to return to the darkness from which he came. His son is still out there and alone, believing him dead. He's dawdled here long enough.
But then there are sounds from the other side of the portal, the sudden cry of Zaknafein from the darkness. The drow immediately draws his other sword, seemingly able to see through into the other side of the portal.
There's a hesitation on both sides, Zak's eyes darting to Caesar for a moment then back to the portal where another hand reaches through curiously, then quickly pulls itself back. Zak's hands tighten on the hits of his swords and his stance shifts, readying himself.
He'll never be able to get back through with them standing so close on the other side of the door, but he can cut them down before they even get through if they're dumb enough to try.
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Then there's a moment of awkward silence where they stare at each other. What now? Is this a normal situation for the human? He highly doubts it. What could the wizard have been attempting to summon that he'd get a dark elf instead.
The one dark elf that wouldn't kill him on sight.
No, not the only one. Not anymore.
Without saying another word, Zaknafein turns and moves to approach the portal again, aiming to return to the darkness from which he came. His son is still out there and alone, believing him dead. He's dawdled here long enough.
But then there are sounds from the other side of the portal, the sudden cry of Zaknafein from the darkness. The drow immediately draws his other sword, seemingly able to see through into the other side of the portal.
There's a hesitation on both sides, Zak's eyes darting to Caesar for a moment then back to the portal where another hand reaches through curiously, then quickly pulls itself back. Zak's hands tighten on the hits of his swords and his stance shifts, readying himself.
He'll never be able to get back through with them standing so close on the other side of the door, but he can cut them down before they even get through if they're dumb enough to try.