[h3][color=darkturquoise][b]Cesar Lorenzo Tidesong Bolivar[/b][/color] The Vale, [i]At The Hall.[/i][/h3] Cesar grinned once he had entered the hall at the mention of alcohol, and goes on to have himself a well deserved meal. Different varieties of meat, with half a loaf of bread, and, yes, a flagon of ale. Despite the fact that his needs for sustenance are naught in these realms, having a full stomach always feels nice, especially when eating in a mead hall like this. [color=darkturquoise]"I've had the privilege of visiting a longhouse such as this in my adventures to the North in my lands. None of them were as large as this, though."[/color] Cesar added, taking a swig of ale. He grinned at its all too familiar taste, taking a bite from a chicken leg. After having completed his meal, Cesar had stood up to take a look-see around the Hall. There was something he noticed in the Hall that he didn't really mull over until after his stomach was full. Their weapons, their swords and their shields, had strange inscriptions in them. Strange, harsh letterings were inscribed into them. What's stranger to the sailor was that he's seen these before, in his travels. Whatever it may have been, Cesar had assumed that these letters may serve as [i]good-luck charms[/i] for the warriors of Ysgard. There's plenty of these weapons in the hall, and the shadows weren't able to enter the hall, so [i]of course[/i] it had to have been from these blessed arms! [color=darkturquoise]"Valmjr, new friend! Mind if I take one of these swords for my own? Sinking this ancestral blade into those fiendish shades... it's the best honor to give to these fallen heroes, don't you agree?"[/color] Cesar had requested, before looking for an inscribed sword of comfortable length and heft for him to fight with. A swordman of his caliber should have the best of swords, after all! After spending a reasonable amount of time looking for the perfect sword, Cesar returned to the rest, admiring the blade. As he returned, however, he's noticed thst everyone seems to be disputing over heading down to the crypts. Was it to locate the ever-elusive Green Man? Or was it a darker threat in the lower levels of the Hall for them to take care of? Either way, Cesar felt a bit of disappointment at everyone's reluctance in the matter. [color=darkturquoise]"What is this, I hear, about all of you wishing to stay?"[/color] Cesar asked his long-time allies. [color=darkturquoise]"What happened to your sense of adventure? Your thirst for excitement? The agents of darkness could be lurking at every corner... and it is our job to thwart them, even in the darkest, deepest of crevices, is it not? This unwillingness to act, this hesitation... it's the reason why our own world was consumed by the darkness! I cannot just stand by and watch Bourbon and Valmjr, our new allies and, as a matter of fact, brave men I would be proud to fight side to side with, be left alone to brave the darkness of these crypts! Is this our way of repaying them?"[/color] Cesar shook his head, once again, at his companions, before walking with Valmjr and Birbin. [color=darkturquoise]"I won't allow another world to fall in the clutches of those shady [i]putos...[/i] Valmjr, Bourbon, you will have my blade! Let us extinguish these dark invaders, wherever they may hide themselves! [b]Santiago![/b]"[/color] Cesar exclaimed, raising his sword, proudly. [hider= Effects] Cesar HP: 21/21 Cesar traded his Longsword for an inscribed Longsword. Cesar then grants Valmjr and Birbin a Bardic Inspiration die. [/hider]