Gel'larian comes in to the shop, battered and dirty. With an exasperated calm he comes in to find Enzo.Master Reynolt. This dark elf matter is getting out of hand. Every move we make, they increase their desperation. Now, they are killing their own to avoid capture. He slams his fist on a table. I need your help, Folian's help it!I want a dark elf alive, so we can get some answers about why this wood is.. crawling with dark elves!
//and all us minions of the Deep sit there with our popcorn and bloodwine hoping they get turned into swiss cheese
- Brother, seems that the gold has decided that we have to work together again in more than one way .*he unmounts of the steed and aproaches to extend his hand for a brother's greeting offering his whole arm to him with a knowing smile* I am glad to see that the temple has decided to deploy its best men for the task **a calm smile as he says that with pause and security*