[color=8dc73f]"Well FINE then Mister Crab be that way I'll just do what I do I guess...jeez didn't know greater beings held grudges against kids. I wish Lord Ultra was here...he was amazing at talking to people..."[/color] grumbled Quinn as he stayed quiet he frowned but he didn't speak up further simply waddling along as he helped lead the way to the exit of the building. As he wandered along he eventually got bored since Kharne had decided to look down on him, and not wanted to be called a propagandist he didn't even know what that was. Quinn played with the mangled set of iron that he needed to untangle from itself. Hearing someone barf in the near distance he paid no attention. After all what was going to happen will happen, and the clerics could help more than him...which wasn't all true rogues did had a sense for curing sickness. If one could cause sickness they better know how to cure it just in case. Looking out over Arce Bellum he could see in the distance the town, and he smiled to himself. [color=8dc73f]"I wonder if Granny Baker has any pie today? That'd be great! I'll go see her later with Sam."[/color] he told himself not really paying anymore attention to Kharne as he needed. He was a guest after all he didn't want to be too mean even if he was a jerk."