[center][h2][color=darkturquoise][b]Cesar Lorenzo Tidesong Bolivar[/b][/color]   [img]http://preview.ibb.co/n3vSvm/Cesar.gif[/img][/h2]
[h3]The Vale, [i]At The Hall.[/i][/h3][/center]
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The bard looked around the room once the last enemy was felled. These apparitions... these Ysgardians, were sworn to defend their inner sanctum from unwanted intruders. Their dedication to defending the last of what remained theirs served as a grim reminder to Cesar of the fate of his and his allies’ own world. If only Cesar was more vigilant to defend against the darkness... No, if only he were stronger...

One by one, Cesar’s allies arrived into the room soon after the fighting reached its end. Cesar wiped [i]Jarlbane[/i] off with his wrist, dismissing the dazzling lights that danced around his blade. Sheathing his sword, Cesar kneels down to the spirit they had just fought. He admired how they fought, letting their armor take the blows instead of avoiding them, powering through whatever pain or injury they might have suffered. Admiring their fighting spirits, Cesar had decided to pick up the fallen warrior’s off-handed gauntlet, strapping it onto his own hand.

[color=darkturquoise]”You may be busy defending this tomb, honored warrior,”[/color] Cesar began to speak, as he worked on putting on the gauntlet, [color=darkturquoise]”But now you may also aid us in taking the offensive against the forces of evil.”[/color]

When that was all said and done, the swordsman stood up, looking at his recently arrived and rejuvenated allies.

[color=darkturquoise]”We had managed to prove ourselves as worthy warriors to the guardians of these crypts. You all managed to rejuvinate your lost energy, now, did you? Looks like we took care of two things at the same time, and with none of us worse off from it. And now we are all together. Whatever lies ahead, be it ghosts, ghouls, or goblins, our combined strength and resolve will push us through these crypts and uncover whatever lies ahead!”[/color]

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Cesar
HP: 16/27

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