[Ralzari Malian]

Burning deep inside of Ralzari was that non-forgetable rage and hatred that he'd felt inside the Jorel Temple. But there was one main difference between then and now. When Ral had went into the bloodlust at the temple, once the anger grew to strong Ral simply blacked out. This time he was focusing on staying alert and knowing what was going on around him. And at the same time he was trying to channel his anger and hatred into the drunken, sobbing elf that knelt before him. Ral's eyes turned red as he begun to think of the many little things that annoyed him and all of those painful memories from his past. All of these thoughts speeding through his head was causing him to loose control, he knew this because it was the same thing that had happened last time before he blacked out. Luckily enough for Ral this time he was able to see what was happening to him. So instead of focusing on things that annoyed him and his past memories, he focused all of his rage on the weeping elf before him.

For a moment Ral just stood there trying to practice control over the bloodlust. He was trying to get used to having to focus the rage onto one certain thing or person, while at the same time knowing what was happening in his immediate surrondings. While he was focused upon the sobbing elf, Ral looked around to scan the area to make sure it was just the two of them. This gave him great practice controlling the rage, but Ral could'nt look away from the elf for too long or he would start to loose focus and the rage would try to take him over.

Once Ral thought that he'd had enough practice controlling the rage enough to know what was going on around him, he decided it was time to practice controlling the great rage enough to have control over deciding how to attack the elf and for how long to attack him. So without hesistation Ral lunged forward and wraped his large hands around the throat of the elf. Instantly the elf grabbed Ral's hands, but he was no match for Ral's strength. Ral squeezed tighter and tighter on the man's throat, still trying to stay concious of what he was doing. They Ral proceeded to slam the elf's head down upon ground a few times. Once he grew bored of this, Ral (still squeezing the elfs neck) brought the elf in front of a tree. He released the elfs throat and instantly grabbed the back of his head, then slammed his face into the tree repeatedly until he could see nothing but blood on the man's face.

Still unable to see any other color then red, this brewed the anger even more. It became apparent to Ral that the anger was greatly trying to take him over. So Ral threw the man onto the ground and paused for a moment so he could regain control of the hatred inside. He was still consious enough to know that he did'nt have to worry about the elf while he regained control. He still knew that the elf was hammered and that he most likely broke his nose and probably multiple more bones in his face, so he was'nt too worried. After a few moments of focus and deep thought Ral was pretty sure that he'd regained control of the bloodlust. So Ral walked over to the elf, whom was now laying on his back, and stomped on his chest. Once his foot met the mans chest, Ral heard many cracks and snaps. Then, with his foot still firmly on the elf's chest, Ral grabbed the man's left arm with both hands and yanked as hard as he could. Once he did this the elf's arm ripped right off his body and the elf let out a massive scream of agony. Once Ral heard the scream sometyhing clicked, he stoped because he knew that the scream would attract others, so he quickily thought of a solution to the problem. Ral took the elf's arm and shoved it into his mouth in order to silence him. It was a good sign that Ral was able to recognize that the elf's scream would attract others and that he was able to quickily think of a solution. This meant that he was indeed beginning to learn control of his new gift of bloodlust.