[center][h2][color=skyblue]Marque de Bourdeaux[/color][/h2][/center]
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Marque went around to gather the supplies he'd need. He felt a little bad about using Lorenzo's materials rather than being able to pay for his own, but this was an emergency situation. Desperate times, and all that. What a dreary business he had found himself a part of. Once everything was gathered, he once again addressed his traveling compatriots. [color=skyblue]"Before the journey begins, I must address one important detail. I am sure it goes without saying for such a fine batch of intelligent men, however it would behoove us all to not address me by my real name and title. Such matters require discretion, naturally, and so should you find need to call out or speak my name, you may go by the humble title I chose for myself in the years since my disappearance. Please refer to me as Marque de Bourdeaux."[/color]

With that important detail addressed, and all the supplies he believed he would need, Marque was ready to venture out into the Wood. He could feel the call of adventure looming just behind the limits of sight, and with this group he had so skillfully gathered, that adventure would be met with grit, steel, and determination!

[hider=gear][list][*]cases of makeup
[*]couple masks
[*]two sets of clothes
[*]a wig
[*]bag of coins
[*]"Proof" of affiliation to House Bryce
[*]backpack
[*]2 days trail rations
[*]Outdoor blanket
[*]Flask of water[/list][/hider]