[sub][@Kenaron][/sub]
[center][color=aqua][h1]Alberich[/h1][/color][/center]

Alberich couldn't help but to smile. Not many would have chosen to walk the path the two men had walked, and even less would've directly desired to walk into the lands of the Dark Lord and cause as much havoc as they could before a fateful death had befell them. [color=aqua]"Let us go, then."[/color] He replied to the knight as Alberich adjusted his bag. It wasn't heavy at all, but it carried the minimum to travel about the borders of hope and despair. [color=aqua]"Perhaps the gods will deem us worthy and give us a valuable target to slay along the road. I have heard tales of a mighty orc and his warband prowling the nearby lands. It'd be a harsh blow to the Dark Lord if we could get our hands on him."[/color] 

He looked back at the corpse lying beside the rock, shaking his head. A part of Alberich questioned if the gods would really aid the knight and the mercenary in their goal, for it seemed the gods had already turned their backs on the world they governed from the skies above. Yet if Alberich still could go on after the struggles he went through, who was to say that hope was truly abandoned? The lumberjack gave Rothar an assuring nod. [color=aqua]"Lead the way, friend."[/color]