[center][b][u][h2][color=2e3192]Foley Barca[/color][/h2][/u][/b][/center]

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Foley had been trying to keep up with sudden and erratic changes upon the battlefield, however, before he could recover and join back into the battle from his new perch it was over. Foley jumped forward diving off the perch and letting his bow vanish returning it to appear as tomes of knowledge at his side. He entered the building carefully only taking time to locate his personal items from his former captors. After retrieving his items, he made his way towards where the reinforcements had come from.

Curiously however before he could make any introductions he noticed a scale woman in gold around with the others, Foley saw her addressing the others and stopped. Taking a moment to check his uniform and brush off any dust before straightening it, wondering who exactly they had sent him up here to meet. He really hadn't gotten many details on what was happening just that they would need someone who knew the area and his tactical skills might be useful.

It was quite annoying not being aware of what had been occurring, but he knew that with time they could catch him up.