Tellerian Hawke
Defender of Oerth
Tor cannot believe what he is seeing; his reaction is probably not what the Mhytres are expecting. He laughs heartily, as he unslings his shield and draws his sword. "So, little red-skinned pups, it's to be treachery, is it? Come, let's dance awhile, and find out what you're made of."
Merin says nothing, but wears a look of disgust on his face. He is preparing to manipulate Way.
Merin says nothing, but wears a look of disgust on his face. He is preparing to manipulate Way.