[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=97e23b]Bartholomew Rosecliff[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/GxId9ub.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b]  Near Water
[b]Skills:[/b]N/A[/center][hr]

Bart's lips pursed for a moment, disappointed to see that he might be wrong.  She did, however, mention that she didn't know why they had come here. Given that, he still had faith that his might be correct, but tucked that suspicion away until he could gather more information. He followed after Libby, and cringed a bit at her story. He'd heard of tar and feathering before, but he'd never though he'd meet somebody that had actually gone through it. He supposed nobody should ever be surprised by the depths of human depravity. As he walked he nodded along quietly, his face a bit paler than it was before.

	"[color=97e23b]He sure sounds it.[/color]" He agreed with Lib. These people weren't malicious, he was sure of that now. He didn't know if their goals were at all aligned, but he was sure that, whatever they were trying to do, it wasn't out of any malice. "[color=97e23b]Well, while we're walking,[/color]" He said, and looked at the sun down, "[color=97e23b]Is that normal around you guys? I'll admit, it's a bit disconcerting.[/color]" He asked, gesturing to the sky. He had come to understand that time was firmly in control of Giosue, so if not, he would assume that he was back, and had somehow done this. If it was, that meant that they must have some serious firepower on their side, which would be good to know.