[Center][h2][color=khaki]Jørmund[/color][/h2][/center]

The smith grunted at Aura's comment about riling the attacking leaders up. In truth he had started it mostly due to his own drunken wits telling him yelling insults to his foe was a good idea. [Color=khaki]"To be fair Aura I can't let you be the only one to piss people off. Besides, I'm sure I've done other stupid things between growing tired of you and Flicker debating plans for how to deal with a task, and after having to much to drink and thinking I can fall from a balcony and not get hurt."[/color] He paused for a moment begining to take out his mail. The rings that were right over his chest had taken a dull blacked color. A quick gentle prod was all the genasi needed to see the metal had been damaged from Yosef's burning bile. This repair was going to taken more time than he cared for to do this morning

[Color=khaki]"On the brighter side the taunting paid off. Neither Yosef or Erdvul could coordinate until after Yosef had taken a few hard blows. By then their forces had started to waver and break. Yosef's recklessness left him exposed and vulnerable. Take out the leader and often times those that follow him will flee or surrender."[/color]

Jørmund looked over the captives again. They seemed sincere about their task, least a far as he could tell. It was likely there was little else they could tell then at this point, though on a whim the cleric figured one more might not hurt. [Color=khaki]"At least we have one name. Do you by chance know the name of the efreeti who is working with Roshan?"[/color]