[center][h3][color=8493ca]Hector Wyland[/color][/h3][/center]
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[Croc Crush Crew]

Hector would remain quiet while Lapis ranted at Shavis, admittedly, he could understand why someone would be upset that their loved ones came under such a tongue lashing. But, it was equally clear that discipline was lacking amongst the fresh Reavers. Bluster and confidence was well and good in a tavern, but there was a lot more to be aware of in combat than your actual skill. After all, if bluster was all it took to kill monsters and apparitions, he'd still have both his eyes.

Shavis seemed level-headed enough, and so Hector wouldn't object to her indirectly asserting a leadership position and moving to get everyone ready to go. Tilnak seemed stoic and ill-suited to leadership, and Hector wasn't sure he could wrangle people he barely knew into a coherent unit. [color=8493ca][b]"I'm prepared to leave. My familiars are formless, so it might be best for me to scout once we arrive on location. Part of me wants to ask this 'Naomi' more about these creatures, but so long as we avoid slaughtering them and find the cause, I doubt our solution will be that complicated."[/b][/color]

It wasn't that he was particularly concerned for the state of flesh-hungry beasts, it was just...living with the fae for a time had given him pause about taking the lives of things needlessly. He'd fight to kill if he needed, but he could just as easily utilize his familiars to disorient and escape. As it stood, he could at least assure his own safety until he was aware of the spells and skills of the others. A cursory explanation of their magic didn't mean anything until they actually used it. 

[color=8493ca][b]"Once Scarlett returns, we should discuss strategy ahead of time. Maneuvering in a marsh is difficult, and might limit the types of magic available."[/b][/color] Hector couldn't hide his military mind, clearly wanting to develop a plan straight away to maximize the group's effectiveness.