[h2]Marxello Catchanale[/h2]
'...aheh... I don't think Tue is that bad, Syszi.'

Sometimes, his companion's sense of humour was a bit disturbing. Sometimes, he forgot that this could be the case, and found himself unimpressed all over again. Shrugging at Tue, he murmured 'Let's just say for now that I have my own ideas for what to do with the Demon Lord if I ever get the chance to deal with her and actually succeed, okay?' He was, in fact, thinking of elaborating right then and there, but he found himself thoroughly distracted by two things: first, another male monster, this one a hulking brute that could only be a Minotaur. Though he did use his bulk to get past himself and the two monstergirls next to him, he did so almost reluctantly, with a polite muttering of pleasantries as he did so, which was frankly unheard of from beasts that were well-known for being incredibly violent. Then again, so were [i]male monsters,[/i] so what did he know? In fact, his discovery of them at all would probably be worth mentioning to the Order once he returned, and if he could persuade either of them to return there with him as evidence, so much the better.

And then there was distraction number two: [i]her.[/i] Jezamine. The Dark Priest of the Fallen God. [i]Uuuuugh.[/i] Her mere presence was certain to complicate matters, for she would want nothing more than to persuade every member of the guild here to follow her depraved creed, and once they were... well, he could purify the soul as easily as stabbing a person, but the lust-warped mind of one who had consciously chosen that route was not so easily undone. They'd need to be purified, and then they'd have to be returned to the Order HQ, and [i]then[/i] priests specialising in the matter would have to undo the foul trickery of a foul mind... not to mention the corrupted soul herself, who might as well be a lost cause for what it mattered. Though Francis made herself an easy target practically by existing, he imagined the Dark Priest would eventually rouse his ire beyond imagining as well. And if she dared go after Syszi, if the bitch so much as [i]touched[/i] his...

[i]Huh.[/i] He hadn't realised he was that protective of her. If he was getting that infuriated just by being in Jezamine's proximity, then now was probably a good time to get going, with or without the dullahan. 'We're going now,' he yelled one last time, turning away from the guild house and heading... back toward the board, because he didn't know where they were going. It turned out to be the mountain pass just South of Pravar; figuring out which direction that was from the guild house, he turned and began walking in that direction, gesturing for Syszi and Tue to follow on after him. If anybody else wanted to go on that particular quest, now was probably the last chance for them to join the group.

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