Artur Hawkwing
First Post
Marcus eyes Fae'shiel, his eyes getting wider and wider as she lays into the human druid. He looks at Maui, then to the other assembled, looking back to Fae'shiel in time to catch her curt but polite nod. He watches her leave and sighs.
Awkward.
He puts his book into his backpack and shrugs it, his hammer and his quiver onto his back. He nods to the others, collectively and turns the Dwarf, watching as one of the others affirms himself to the mission at hand and departs.
It would seem this will be a most interesting task.
Another sigh.
My mind, skills and bow are at your service.
With a polite bow to the Dwarf, he turns on ball of foot and walks out.
[sblock=OOC]Moving along, ready to roll.[/sblock]
Awkward.
He puts his book into his backpack and shrugs it, his hammer and his quiver onto his back. He nods to the others, collectively and turns the Dwarf, watching as one of the others affirms himself to the mission at hand and departs.
It would seem this will be a most interesting task.
Another sigh.
My mind, skills and bow are at your service.
With a polite bow to the Dwarf, he turns on ball of foot and walks out.
[sblock=OOC]Moving along, ready to roll.[/sblock]