[center][h2][color=steelblue]Dalious[/color][/h2][/center]


Dalious' eyes opened slightly as the trio made the way back.  He heard Cicero speaking to Gwyn about being potentially lost and kept his mouth shut.  His head still throbbed from being hit and his body ached, so he just simply let the knight carry him off further.  It wasn't until his groin started hurting that he spoke up, [color=steelblue]"Hey, easy around the potholes I've a delicate form!"[/color]

It was here that he tossed and moved until he was standing on his own two feet again.  [color=steelblue]"Thank you kind sir I've got it from here, oh my head!"[/color]  He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.  [color=steelblue]"I was dreaming of beautiful women and endless wine, now I'm back here with you two, ugh.  Where the hell are we anyway?"[/color]

He took a quick turn to look at the buildings around them and remembered they were still basically where he left off.  [color=steelblue]"Right.  I'd say we're going the right way, are we being pursued?  If you do use any magic, best not let any see.  These people are crazed and unpredictable, the burning fire mob type if you catch my drift.  I say we keep heading this way a bit longer."[/color]  Dalious turned a serious gaze toward the knight.  [color=steelblue]"Would it be too soon to ask for you to carry me the rest of the way, fine sir?"[/color]