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Krysanthe was excited that it was time to go on a mission once again. Plus with a name like Combat Recon it was sure to be full of action. Or at least half full of action and half full of recon, if the name was any indication. Regardless they landed and met up with Walter, a fairly lanky man that was somewhat reminiscent of a pirate: what with the hat and keys, whatever those were for. Buried treasure maybe? Krysanthe was dressed herself in her typical yellow clothes with her vibrant red scarf standing out as much as ever. In addition her Sea Legs were already equipped, indicating she was ready for action. [color=yellow]"Alright team, let's get going. Everybody keep your eyes roaming for stray Grim, Sepia be ready to hook us up if it looks like we're meeting them."[/color] Krysanthe said confidently, in what she hoped was a suitably leaderish tone. Walter seemed to think there might be quite a variety in Grim they found. Beowulves and Manticores, Harpies and Ogdoads, A Bael, Sitting Bulls or Nightmares. That was quite a few different type of Grim and Krysanthe wasn't quite sure she remembered all of them. Was it too late to do some last minute research on her scroll? Well she had just told everyone to keep their eyes out for Grim so that'd look a bit silly wouldn't it? Argh, she'd just have to hope she remembered everything important when they started fighting.