[b][i]The Summoner feels the sickness seeping into his physical body and makes a personal note to cleanse himself later. "Indeed, never better, brother. I see you're pestilence is as... Sick as I remember. Our foes will tremble." Says the Summoner, eyeing his surroundings as if t were for the first time. You sense a change in him, a sense of slight unease. Anything that causes the Summoner unease must definitely be noteworthy. "Brother, I've come here to speak to you directly about our current situation.. It seems we have become prisoners aboard this ship. As of about 2 weeks ago, the crew has lost control of the Bloodwrath, it's entirely consciousness as if awakened by something in the warp." Says he Summoner as he chooses his next words carefully. "I believe it's fleeing from something... But I no longer have the ship's ear. Lately, it has manifested it's consciousness as a being aboard the ship, similar to my persona of the man in the finely-tailored suit.. He appears as a man covered in blood, [u]a red man.[/u]" says the Summoner. "There's something causing change to the ship and I have no idea what it is, this is deeply disturbing... And the red man will not allow us to escape."[/i][/b]