[center][h2][color=f26522]Cicero Bladewalker[/color][/h2][/center]

Cicero replied to Gwyn, [color=orange]"Well, I suppose imprison them at the nearest port! We arent the kind of people to execute needlessly. Especially when there are other options."[/color] 

Satisfied that Dalious was in agreement, Cicero tended to his gear. He polished and cleaned his armor and weapons. Then he spoke to Gwyn, [color=orange]"I only hope my horse Merlin made it out of the city safely...By the way, how is our...uh priest doing?"[/color] Graves had been passed out for some time. 

As Gwyn went to check on him Cicero listened intently to Dalious' sea shanty. Cicero couldn't help but sing along after he heard the tune a few times, [i][color=orange]"...and we'll all hang on behind.."[/color][/i]