Men'Thar-The Lost Patriarch

"There can be great power in prayer, half-human. We should be lucky to eat under the protection of someone's god... assuming the boy's people are honorable, of course." Zar-Vroxiar says as he gives a slight sneer of disgust toward the human of the group. After all, only gnomes rank below humans on the scale of acceptable, non-evil races.
 
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I know that, long ears, just not one fer prayin just to have some grub. But then again, considering what soldiers these parts eat, I suppose prayer definitly can't hurt.
Turning to the horseman
Well, ya' wanna head down, or are we gonna wait for th'celebratin' to stop?
 


Never said I was prayin' Wizard,Ackalon spits,always found my best rewards from those too occupied with prayer...or with studyin' musty tomes, to notice my activities goin' on around them.
 

"You just said that you would not pray for food..." The sea elf starts then scoffs loudly, mumbling something about half-breed's being cursed with human intelligence as he directs his magical steed away from the group a bit to inspect the countryside.
 

Thromgril elbows Derrik in the ribs and whispers, "Where's he ridin' off to? I thought they were gonna kiss!" After a good chuckle, Thromgril huffs and puffs about sitting up on a hill doing nothing.
 


((OOC: Yes, Skarsus knows the man in the Large armor and all the Devastators. He was their former Unit Commander, Cristen took over when Skarsus left. Be careful, he holds some resentment towards you for leaving)
 


We are going to be very calm and polite. I am not favoured in this place.

Skarsus then lead the others down to the soldiers at a slow and careful measured pace, his shield (And it's emblum) and colors very easy to see, should lookouts have been posted.
 

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