The Keepers of Chaos: A Vault of Hell

Asher Exitium: XXVIII

Smithing and Gold: XXVIII

As the drow fuck tumbled from the sky Asher felt a breath of release, stepping to the right Asher sidelined the murderer as he impacted the ground at Asher's feet. "Huh he's not dead.." He chuckled to himself, the drow groaned in pain as he lightly squirmed on the ground, he was bleeding in about four different locations, had frost on his left leg and a bit of soot in his hair. "Wow.. that looked like it hurt.. Thank god I was down here.. Where it didn't hurt.'" He joked.

"Arghhh" The drow moaned. Asher just snickered and poked him.

"So can we tie this guy up orr-" He instinctively jumped back as a tentacle was summoned from the ground wrapping around the drow. He eyed Markos with a bit of bewilderment. He just waved his concern away and looked out into the distance just as he thought the noise of that gunshot had brought the guards running.

"Hello officers!" Asher announced loudly. "Here's your elf killer, we did your job for ya! Please enjoy." he took a slight bow as he moved to the side.

"I.. ur.." the first guard stammered "This is the serial killer?" The guard asked. Asher blinked slowly.

"Oh.. I see... '' Asher paused. "Sir.. this is the elf.. Killer. Killer as in.. well, you see things are born. They live.. And then they stop. This guy makes them stop sooner in a bad way." Asher said each word slowly exaggerating them as if talking to a child. The guard looked frustrated but rolled his eyes. Asher stepped aside laughing a tad.

"Gregory.. Get the cuffs." The guard finally said, sighing at Asher's sarcasm. "You should count yourself lucky, doing the work of the city guard is never." Asher didn't let him finish.

"Yeah. No." He stated. "Some of your guard friends asked us to find the fuck, here he is, I'll take that in silver coins or gold." He added. Looking over at the party who were giving embarrassed smiles.

"What is going on here?!" Asher turned to his right to see Jalester and three other guards running over. "We ran here as soon as we were informed of the fighting." Jalester told the group.

"Evidently by how out of breath you are." Asher responded, Herod snickered at that.

"Sorry about my friend here." Riu interjected, pushing to the front, "He's a little power high." Riu added through grit teeth, She most definitely fit the bill of a bossy noble in his mind. Yet Asher couldn't shake the feeling of kinship with her, she wasn't the brightest bulb in the box.. But Asher knew the pain behind her eyes. He always took careful note to remember her vulnerabilities, trying to actually evade them when mocking her. "Anyway like he was saying we have dispatched the man killing elves." Riu advertised.

"You.. you stupid Biir!" The drow mumbled out feebly. Asher reached over and poked him with the butt of his sword.

"Asher, stop that." Riu said quickly. He smiled before hitting the drow again.

"Ah.. thank you for your assistance, bringing this man to justice has been a top priority, we will attend to him immediately" Jalester admitted though a tad off. As they reached for the drow, quickly the tentacle disappeared, unraveling from the drow straight back into the open portal below.

"So, are we getting paid now or?" Herod requested. Asher shot Herod a quick look, it was good to know someone was on the right page.

"I mean I did stab the guy.. So if we could get some coins for our trouble?" Asher added "What kind of payment can we be expecting here?" He inquired.

"Yes, non-believer! Are we getting paid?" Markos teased. Asher turned over to the purple eyed half-elf who seemed to be slipping a bit in the sanity department.