[ The man's silence doesn't seem to bother him. He tries channelling a small amount of magic through it and the flesh pulses uncomfortably. But the meaty staff does produce a small ball of light, as he intended.
He's not sure this is something to be pleased about. The light orb is quickly waved away and Emet-Selch puts the staff back against the tree. He creates another orb - of water this time - and rinses his hand with it. ]
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[ The man's silence doesn't seem to bother him. He tries channelling a small amount of magic through it and the flesh pulses uncomfortably. But the meaty staff does produce a small ball of light, as he intended.
He's not sure this is something to be pleased about. The light orb is quickly waved away and Emet-Selch puts the staff back against the tree. He creates another orb - of water this time - and rinses his hand with it. ]
Disgusting.