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[i][color=#bf9000]"I would not worry too much about numbers, Catamount is not loved, and they fear most of their own mages, rarely trying to unleash their full potential. If we help each other out, we can make the difference."[/color][/i]

Killian put on a pensive face and shrugged. [color=bab23e]If you say so...[/color] He muttered as he paced outside the gathering of people. More had arrived and he started to take a closer look at those around him. The girl in the armor stood out to him the most as familiar. She had been part of the same group as him, fighting the Forest Vulcans leading the charge. [i][color=bab23e]The Crimson Cavalier...Chevalier...?[/color][/i] He didn't remember exactly but he did know that she was pretty famous amongst the group. Killian more often than not preferred to keep his head down and go unnoticed in their fights against the Vulcans.

Killian listened in on Zane's speech, the guy certainly seemed like he had some sort of a plan. Perhaps they could make something work, or at the very least, deal some damage to Catamount. The brown haired girl, Helena, stepped forward to receive her guild mark. Earlier he had sensed something from her gaze, distrust perhaps? For as sweet as she seemed, maybe she was sharper than she was letting on. Killian gave a wry smile as he stepped further into the group, taking a place behind Helena to receive his guild mark. The handful gathered here seemed capable enough, or more capable than they appeared. He pulled off his boot and rolled up his right pant leg. [color=bab23e]Place it on my calf, trying to keep it incognito if you know what I mean.[/color] He had come here desperate for anything and this was turning out better than his initial expectations. [i][color=bab23e]Let's see where this goes.[/color][/i]

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