[center][h2]Damian Gerard|Phoenix Wing Hotel[/h2][/center]
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Damian's hand came out of an alcove as Luna walked by it, catching her shoulder. [color=FireBrick]"You know, some times the best advice comes from those you least expect. What happened with Amelia wasn't an unnecessary attack on us in public, it was a battle in the Games that the only way one of you was coming out on top for was if she or you yielded. And if there's anything I've learned about that girl in the short time I've known her, it's that yield isn't in her vocabulary."[/color] As he'd spoken, the well known Blade of Phoenix Wing stepped out of the alcove and into the light, the hilt of [url=http://www.destinygamewiki.com/mediawiki/images/b/bf/Raze-lighter_grimoire_card1.jpg]Durandal[/url] sticking out over his shoulder.

[color=FireBrick]"As for your guild issues, well, I guess the best I can tell you is to do what's right, and if you need help should you decide to leave, you have mine. I may not be the best role model when it comes to not killing, but I know that it's wrong."[/color] There was no malice in his eyes and no angry tension in his grip. In fact, if anything, his eyes were full of understanding and kindness.