The next day, Roth acted. He told his king's soothsayer—Lichtenberg—master of the divine and supernatural injuries, scars, and markings called gnosis about his premonition. He described the creatures and the markings he saw in startling detail which prompted gasps from the royal historians overhearing his …show more content…
” One elderly man with pale skin, black hair and green eyes asked in a composed manner that hid the festering and growing anxiety within him. “ Elrich... ” Another elderly, but bald and blue-eyed man uttered in the apprehensive room.
“ All of you give Roth and I some privacy, ” Lichtenberg spoke calmly and humbly, yet every historian vacated the room like he had viciously ordered them out. Roth laughed: something about seeing matured men scurrying amused him. “ You will not venture to Elrich. I'll send one champion and a legion in your stead. ” Lichtenberg stated from behind a white and wooden oval desk. He was not as cheerful as Roth.
“ I cannot stay here, Lichtenberg, please. We need to act. We need our champions before a dark age arises again.” Roth solemnly replied without averting his gaze from Lichtenberg.
“ And you're not a champion, Roth not anymore. Listen, I can't let you participate because of your testimony. I feel as though we should just abandon Elrich and allow what's happening there to continue its course. ” Lichtenberg closed his eyes and sighed as he spoke while underneath his friend's dispiriting gaze. He knew Roth wouldn't listen to or consider anything besides what he wanted to