From the eastern corridor come steady footfalls as another actor enters upon the scene, seeing the man Tascela begins to exclaims, "Tolkemec!" but there is no answer, only a high-pitched tittering--from a frame somehow vaguely unhuman--somehow obscenely scaled and reptilian! The sorceress continues to babble, "Not a ghost, but alive! Alive after twelve years among the Bones of the Dead!" she shakes as she talks, "What grisly travesty of life did you live there, Tolkemec--and why have you waited so long to strike, unless?" Her eyes fall to the crystal topped scepter in the desiccated man's hand, "What?!"
That hideous tittering is Tolkemec's only reply--for he is not man, no longer even human--remembering only his long-ago desire for vengeance. He waves the scepter which glows a ghastly bright hue and the air crackles as a bolt of energy flies towards Tascela, she dodges it but Orion isnt as lucky, taking splash damage from the mystical firebolt.
Shocked and scalded, Orion takes a deep breath to collect himself before stepping nimbly around the Sorceress. Despite his calm demeanor, the monk's fists fail to connect properly with Tascela's body.