[Killing Spree]

(ooc: Packers won! YAY!!!! )

Quabola Wolfrun
~His glare grew even harsher and his features seemed to be made of jagged cut stone.~ "Noble as your intentions may be it is not your position to cast judgement Mister Foresthide. You've proved unworthy in the ways of wisdom. Now. Go home."

Chani Ravenwood
~She watched as Locke turned away, listening to dark mutterings she could not quite make out. She looked to Li, disbelief, anger, confusion, and tears all clouding her vision and features.~ "LI! What the HELL is going on?!"

Quabola Wolfrun
~He shook his head solemnly, the normal calm features residing.~ "It is not for me to say." ~He then turned and walked away.~

The Ghost Of Cyrus Nightblade
"Some help he is, eh?" "Tell me about it..." ~Chani leaped around in surprise and he smiled.~ "Don't worry, their problems don't really concern you. All I can say is not to fear disobeying Li. He needs to see that you have grown." ~He smiled proudly at his daughter.~ "And you have indeed." ~He sighed, looking at the ground.~ "If you need me... Us... We'll find you. Trust me." ~With a final thin smile his ghostly form dissapeared.~