[center][h2][color=darkturquoise][b]Cesar Lorenzo Tidesong Bolivar[/b][/color] [img]http://preview.ibb.co/n3vSvm/Cesar.gif[/img][/h2]

[h3]The Hall of Heroes, [i]Saying Our Goodbyes[/i][/h3][/center]
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[@The Harbinger of Ferocity][@Gordian Nought][@JBRam2002][@Hekazu]

[color=darkturquoise]”If what the Green Man says is true, this war we’re fighting was forced upon the people of this realm, huh? Well, we shouldn’t be leaving the messes of a war these people didn’t want to have in their hands, then... Causality and all that, heh...”[/color] Cesar had rambled as he continued moving things ‘round. He was happy that he had a bit of help in cleaning this mess up and all. It reminded him of the old days, where he and his crew would visit the local tavern of wherever it was they were docked at the time, have a good old fashioned tavern brawl, and clean it all up the next day when they’re sobered up and in regret. He chuckled to himself as the memories filled his head, the effort of the work seemingly at the back of his mind...

Just as Cesar had finished making the crypt look as arranged as it was likely before this whole mess started, he overheard the conversation of splitting the crew, more or less. From what he’s hearing, half of the party plans to stay and find any more lingering sources of the Darkness here, while the rest set out to these other realms and bring balance to all the rest... Cesar had been reminded that these aren’t the [i]old days[/i] any longer.

Conflicting ran through the sailor’s head as this sudden split hit him like a howling gale in the middle of the seas. This land of endless battle, this Ysgard... it was a land rife with stories of battle, and yet Cesar, himself, won’t be able to record or at least hear the best of them. At the same time, however, this was an opportunity to make his own story. His own adventure...

Staying silent during their ascent, Cesar ran these thoughts quite a few times. [i]A drink would be nice,[/i] he’d thought to himself, as they were easily accessible, but Cesar had felt like he needed his head clear.

It wasn’t until the bard felt the familarly warm sting of the sun that he’d have his answer.

[color=darkturquoise]”... Eheh, of course you’ll need the guidance of your old [i]Capitan[/i] in restoring the balance with you all, huh? I was the one who had [i]instinctively[/i] bore the Light that saved us all, wasn’t I?”[/color] Cesar boasted, in good humor, before letting out a hearty laugh. Saying his goodbyes to his friends, some new, and some old, was hard for the bard. Of course, like all bards, Cesar could only jest and laugh at situations like these...

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Cesar 
HP: 33/33

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