Regeneration: Kiaba has the ability to heal wounds and grow back body parts almost instantly. However, he needs to concentrate on his ability, so he can't it and attack at once. The only way to truly kill Kiaba is to remove his head from is shoulders.
As soon as the word spread throughout the Hall of Justice, Sharia was on her way. It the plague wasn't enough, the Neverwinter Cemetery suddenly had their dead coming back to life. The infestation of undead had quickly spread throughout the Beggar's Nest.
Kiaba was right behind her, a large smile on his face. This was going to be a long fight… of which Kiaba was going to enjoy every little second of.
The problem was even worse then she feared. The undead infestation was huge. It seemed that all the militia could do was dig in at the gate. Kiaba smiled. "This is even better then I thought!" He turned to Sharia, "Well, I better join the fray!" At that, He jumped into the middle of the undead horde. "Shadow Reaper!" was heard a moment after as several undead literally exploded form the archdevil's power.
Sharia quickly stepped into the middle of the barricades. As she closed her eyes as she began to turn undead. Quickly they began to turn away from the defenders and toward Kiaba. She had no fear for his safety, for hispowerwas vastly superior to the undead.
Sharia turned away from Kiaba's battle to the militia captain. "You're the cleric that Lady Aribeth summoned, correct? We thank you and your…um...'friend' for you assistance. We were growing tired and were about to be overwhelmed!"
Sharia nodded. "Tyr will help this poor souls find rest again, using my hand… and Kiaba will help for the fun of the battle. What started all of this?"
"We don't know. There were rumors of vandalism in the crypts of our cemetery, but nothing like this. Perhaps, if Walters comes back, he can give some answers." Sharia didn't recognize that name. "Who?"
The militia captain nodded, "Forgive me. I was referring to a guardsman that left here a small while ago in search for friends of his. He grew up here in Beggar's Nest and felt that if anyone would know why the dead were rising, it would be them." The captain sighed before saying, "He hasn't returned yet. I'm starting to worry if he will."
Sharia nodded. At that point the horde was completely destroyed. Kiaba that then returned. "That was great! Is there more?" Kiaba asked. Sharia rolled here eyes, but smiled at he devil's enthusiasm. Some of Aribeth must be robbing off on her. "Yes. Kiaba, have a task for you." Sharia said. Kiaba head went down. That almost always met that she wanted him to do something he didn't like. Kiaba nodded. "There is a guardsman that might be able to explain this. He is somewhere in the Beggar's Nest. I would like you to find him and bring him back here. Is this a problem?"
"Does it matter?" Kiaba exclaimed, however he answered her question quickly, before she got angry. "Alright I go look for him. If he is still alive, I should be able to find him with little difficulty. However, I don't think we should separate."
"Kiaba, I doubt that they are going to send anything at me that I and the militia could handle, because to much magic would give away their hiding place. You can handle just about anything they could throw at you. At the moment, we should be fine." Sharia explained.
Kiaba nodded. "Fine. I hope you don't end up regretting this. I would like to remind you that your powers are weakened by this necklacelike me are." At the point, Kiaba's wings opened and he was in the sky and out of sight.
Sharia sighed. That was the first time that Kiaba had ever shown any act of caring about her safety. She smiled a little. Maybe Aribeth was robbing off on Kiaba too. She just had that way with everyone.
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Dester was pacing back and forth was Aarin walked by. Few knew who Aarin really was and Dester wasn't one of those people. To him, Aarin was someone a friend of Lord Nashar that had come to visit him in a time of need. However, Aarin was still friendly. "Is there a problem, High Priest?"Dester turned, "That paladin is trying to burn this city to the ground, I swear! She has not sense at all!"
Aarin nodded, "You refer to Lady Aribeth. I would caution you on your choice of words. The people of Neverwinter love her and Lord Nashar trusts her above all."
"She could ask for the help of my helmites of handle her undead problem but doesn't. Instead. shesends one begotten cleric and her pet archdevil!" Dester said, "That cleric, Sharia Seldra'en, has even less sense then you Lady! She thinks the devil as a friend!"
"Are you done insulting me and Sharia or do care to talk about Kiaba behind his back as well?" Aribeth suddenly said as she joined them from behind a pillar. "Let me put this bluntly; you are to not question my decisions or insult me or my friends in these halls!" Aribeth's patience was at an end, "You should be thankful to Helm and Tyr that Sharia was respectful enough of not let Kiaba near you. I thinkthat 'the archdevil', asyou put it, would have ended your life! He doesn't seem to have much control over his temper."
Dester was going to say something but thought better of it. It wouldn't do for this confrontation to continue on. "Forgive me, Lady." He forced himself to say, "The plague has been stressful. I speak without thinking."
Aribeth nodded. "I have also been stressed and fatigued by the Wailing Death. Please, forgive me for my own outburst of anger." Dester nodded and quickly departed form their presence. "I also wish of to apologize for to you for having to witness that, Aarin."
Aarin, who had never seen Aribeth angry before, just nodded. However, she looked to be of lighter heart, like a great burden was relinquished from her shoulders. "Dispite that outbust, you looked better then the last time I say you." Aarin said.
Aribeth smiled a little, "I feel a lot better then ever but I think I fell the greatest when this plague is cured. Then I can workon finding out about it's creator." Aribeth then took the note out, "Speaking of which, you would like to look at this." Aribeth handed the note which Kiaba had taken from his would-be assassin and quickly explained how it was required.
After Aarin read it, he said, "Did you notice this?" Aarin asked as he pointed to a spot, "It gives a detailed description on the devils regeneration ability and how to truly kill him." Aribeth looked to were turned back to the letter. She never really took noteof it until now. "No, I didn't." Aribeth said blankly. Aarin nodded, "It must have been made by someone that knows Kiaba personally. I would if he noted it." Aarin said.
"He did."Aribethstated flatly, "Kiaba has proven to be very intelligent and very sharp. I know he notice it." Aribeth thought about it a little, "I wonder why he didn't mention it."
Aarin said, "He probable knows who it is and wants to kill him… or her. He doesn't want us to interfere." Aribeth then said, "Or feels that the knowledge would endanger us." When Aarin raised his eyebrow in question, Aribeth said, "He has recently proven himself to be kinder of heart then he like to let on. Pride, probable."
Aarin watched her as she moved on. Aarin was also started to become concerned that Aribeth's judgment of the devil might becoming form an emotion which he never thought she would feel again