Moss saw the Necromancer and last time he'd seen his tribe connected the present with a memory...

He turned to Olive and Nirick. "It's him."

Nirick knew that look. He could barely get out the words before Moss was already leaping at the necromancer.

Moss leapt with all the hatred a creature could hold and ultimately release. This was the creature who'd destroyed their village, the cause of his exodus from his simple and happy life, the one who'd killed all but two others he'd held dear.

He was up in the air and plummeting downward, spear aimed at it's 'heart'...

OCC-Just keep him alive, but mortally wounded, poisoned, or cursed is all fair.

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