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[center][b]Gripus Probus[/b][/center]

[center][i]Hero of the East, Bane of Morven[/i][/center]

[center][b]Location: Campus Magnus[/b][/center]

As Liliana's emotions came to the fore, culminating in her punching the hard stone of the tower's foundations, Gripus felt a pang of sorrow for the High Elf. Such outbursts were rare in her kind, and only surfaced when an inner most burden had become too heavy to bear. She was a tortured soul in many ways; her future cut from under her, and cast to uncertainty in the most horrid of circumstances, whilst the ghosts of her past screamed injustice. She was certainly not the unsinkable titan she had been fifty years ago. 

Lilana's voice took on a fire that reminded Gripus of himself in his younger days, when the world was very much a matter of good and evil to his impassioned eyes. She had come to Iron Coast to redeem her honour, to renew her purpose, to fulfill her destiny - like many adventurers that had taken on the Imperator's contract, no doubt. He wondered though, if she really knew what awaited her to the West.

"You are as strong as you ever were," Gripus decided to lie, out of pity if nothing else. "Your divine powers may be diminished, but few can protest the significance of a strong sword hand and a stronger heart in these dark times we find ourselves in. I would be honoured if you were to stand at my side, as we awake Iron Coast from its nightmare." He paused, to consider things. Gripus was a skilled mage, and with Morven's staff at his disposal, he felt confident he could handle himself against some of Iron Coast's horrors. However, he was but one man, and the dead were many - and then there was the matter of Magnor Dragonblade. If he had returned, and had even a fraction of his former power, then Gripus would not stand in battle against him long. "We need more of us, I fear. Our song will be a short one, if we are forced to face down this evil with just the two of us. There are powerful individuals in the camp, I can sense them, but it is now a matter of tracking them down, and appraising their motives before taking them on. Mayhap you know Campus Magnus better than I do; where should we begin our search for suitable candidates?"