ajanders
Explorer
Michael's ears prick up.
Librarians? I thought this was a party for adventurers?
He considers, briefly, the prospect of daring adventure in a library, perhaps hunting down a rogue volume of poetry. Or an evil tome of mathematics.
Is there any other kind?
Michael examines Ros from afar.
Two arms...two legs...all four appear to be working. No giant demonic kisses.
He watches her in the moonlight, feeling more cheerful than he has since laying eyes on Duvik's Pass.
She's wearing her hair differently.
As Vanitri walks his horse past him, Michael raises a hand.
"Well met, Vanitri. Mongrel has been good to you, I see."
(OOC: Vanitri might not recognize Michael: between foraging his way back from Duvik's Pass and the Afflicted clawing off bits of midsection, Michael is no longer slightly plump, but somewhere between thin and gaunt. He's picked up a short beard and mustache, where he used to be clean-shaven, and his armor is different: still a breastplate, but now marked with the black pillar instead of the white.
Also, Michael looks different: still commanding, but no longer welcoming. The old Michael would have wanted to be everyone's friend. This one doesn't care)
Librarians? I thought this was a party for adventurers?
He considers, briefly, the prospect of daring adventure in a library, perhaps hunting down a rogue volume of poetry. Or an evil tome of mathematics.
Is there any other kind?
Michael examines Ros from afar.
Two arms...two legs...all four appear to be working. No giant demonic kisses.
He watches her in the moonlight, feeling more cheerful than he has since laying eyes on Duvik's Pass.
She's wearing her hair differently.
As Vanitri walks his horse past him, Michael raises a hand.
"Well met, Vanitri. Mongrel has been good to you, I see."
(OOC: Vanitri might not recognize Michael: between foraging his way back from Duvik's Pass and the Afflicted clawing off bits of midsection, Michael is no longer slightly plump, but somewhere between thin and gaunt. He's picked up a short beard and mustache, where he used to be clean-shaven, and his armor is different: still a breastplate, but now marked with the black pillar instead of the white.
Also, Michael looks different: still commanding, but no longer welcoming. The old Michael would have wanted to be everyone's friend. This one doesn't care)
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