[color=0054a6]"That's okay by me."[/color] Roxas said as he was looking at Jax' new scythe. It was a spectacular sight and would suck to be on the reviving end of the blade. He looked down at his own [url=https://www.google.ca/search?biw=1366&bih=662&tbm=isch&sa=1&ei=A_oIWuL8Ic64jAOvi7foDw&q=elven+daggers&oq=elven&gs_l=psy-ab.1.0.0i67k1j0j0i67k1l2j0l5j0i67k1.35205.39684.0.41418.12.11.0.0.0.0.292.1909.0j3j6.10.0....0...1.1.64.psy-ab..4.7.1623.0...116.2RKimr7TrbE#imgrc=2cowfxoyvHdO8M:]daggers[/url] and sighed. [color=0054a6]'Guess it's time for some new weapons.'[/color] He thought to himself then looked back up. [color=0054a6]"So werewolves are the first mission?"[/color] He said mostly for himself and thought about it. Not many chances to kill werewolves these days. One of the only medium class monsters he hadn't killed in the last few years. 

Jax said something about their hometown being close to the misson. This should be interesting seeing as he was with Ophelia. Time to meet the parents. Not something Roxas was looking forward to. [color=0054a6]'Right so skip the fact that you're a demon prison and you can summon blue fire by the tear of a mask and I think we're good.'[/color] It had to happen sometime. Oh well the riverwood was supposed to be a nice place if anything else he could just disapear for a while. Still thinking about it he leaned in to talk to Ophelia. [color=0054a6]"You think your parents are going to hate me?"[/color] He said knowing full well what the answer probably was.