[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/OTy5ZmU.png[/img][hr][b]Name:[/b] Beryl Vagrant [b]Role:[/b] SOLDIER 3 [b]Location:[/b]Bone Village [b]Tag:[/b] [@Karl Kadaver][/center][hr] [indent]Beryl had bit back a retort. [color=lightblue][b]"The package or our teammate?"[/b][/color] There it was. That Lion in the flames again. Except it had a gender. It was a she and her hair seemed conjoined with those dangerous flares. Beryl narrowed his brows, his scowl safe behind her back. He sheathed his katana, grabbed it tightly by the mouth of his scabbard. While he waited for The Commander's answer, he had resolved himself to follow her. Despite his own morality; his goals and ambitions would have to come foremost. [color=lightblue][b]"It looks dangerous? are you sure we should follow?"[/b][/color][/indent]