[b]"A little of that and a little of that."[/b] Eldarin thought back to the women whose pet he'd been forced to kill. Turning back now would just feel like a waste of that moment. [b]"I've heard the tales of Ichor like everyone else. What can I say, the thought of becoming a demi-god was mildly appealing."[/b] He said with a confident grin at his temporary partner. It was mostly true, who wouldn't be tempted by a tale like that. Eldarin however, was sure there was much more to this place than a drink that made you strong. Mercenary work was tiring, especially when you were forced to take whatever jobs you could get. He could think of a few people the world would be better off with and if he had the power to do it himself . . . Well he would think about it when he got there.