As a few others begin preparing for their venture into the tunnels, Chaucer takes his place behind Kilkin, an arrow knocked on his bow. He looks at his companions and says,
Dorfundae tricked the Terror of Winderhaven and gained the spoils he sought with no bloodshed.
Our path does not follow his this night.
Our path follows the likes of Saint Amartia, Ilkhorn, and the Great Sartoyhas, who all knew that to accomplish the greatest good, sometimes it meant shedding the blood of those who were doing evil. May we find the victory and success in our mission that they did!
With the strength of the Mountains, and the cunning of the Fox, may we defeat our foes, and destroy them like a pox!
He repeats the curse of an old soldier he had met 70 years ago along the Ouhm River named Bernard. With a fond smile playing across his lips, and a hardened look in his eyes, Chaucer stands ready to advance into the unknown of the tunnels.
[sblock=OOC] We all updated close to the same time, so I didn't see your post there GM, I adjusted mine a tiny bit to flow better with that marching order. Sounds good to me.[/sblock]