Though his eyes lit aflame as her story unfolded, when she came to the crux of her concerns his stare was surprisingly blank. To Valcior, the problem was hard to grasp. She was not going to the fight. That was very clear. She did not care for that fact. That, too, was clear. The question to him was, why? The only reasonable answer he could find was that she would rather be by the Preacher's side in combat.
"I know it's rather disconcerting," he said, as the connection was made. "But, I firmly believe that Drake will be able to handle himself. He's played far more dangerous games with far more cunning foes." That being said, though.... "I want you to leave me any information you have on these people, though. If even one of them steps into this building, I will see them leaving with less teeth than they came in with for injuring Stella."
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 Character Name: Valcior Meys Reputation: Guilt-ridden, Newbie, Determinator Species: Human Classes: Slayer, Brute, Sorcerer Weapons: "Răzbunare" the Sword, "Lechery" Cat o' nine tails with metal heads, "Barb" Single-Headed (spiked ball) Leather Whip, "Skull Render" Steel-Spiked Club (21 3/4th inches), Custom War Scythe. Money: 10 G Pack: 3 Silver Stakes, Hammer, 10 knives, 2 axes, 1 vial of holy water (1 pint), 1 cross, 1 oak steak, 1 Days Traveler's Food, 2 Loves of bread, 2 Full Canteens, 5 Empty Canteens, 4 Bags Fresh Vegetables, 1 Blocks of Cheese, Four foot heavy chain House: Bronze bar Attire: Chain Mail Vest under: Grey shirt embroidered around the V-neck with Faux gold crescent moons, grey pants held up by a belt similarly embroidered, worn out leather boots. Reed Anklet. Quests completed: 1 Unlocked Abilities: Level Two Bible Crash, Level Two Stake Crash (Need Book D:!) Recipes:
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