[center][h3][color=8493ca]Hector Wyland[/color][/h3][/center]
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[color=8493ca][b]Likewise, I'll be relying on you a fair bit. Don't be afraid to retreat if it comes to that,"[/b][/color] Hector said to Shavis, not wanting to acknowledge that she and Lapis both somehow found his transparent familiar "cute". ...Like...what part of a ghostly snake was cute?

It definitely got to Herne's head too, as the little familiar very smugly wiggled atop his master's rifle barrel. He flicked his tongue out in appreciation, before coiling back around Hector's left shoulder and neck. He'd even plop his head atop Hector's head, giving a very funny image of the gravely serious marksman having a snake's snoot just sort of peeking out from under his hair. Slowly turning his eyes away, Hector would say: [color=8493ca][b]"Not that many battles together, no. He's just cheeky, and doesn't listen to me."[/b][/color] Perhaps, Hector should mention at some point that he had a scant few months of magical training but...that didn't matter if they succeeded.

[color=8493ca][b]"Lapis' ability to sense the beasts's emotions will likely prove invaluable. As for the other two..."[/b][/color] Hector started, before Shavis whistled for Scarlett's attention. [color=8493ca][b]"Welcome back,"[/b][/color] the marksman said, burying his disdain until he and Scarlett wouldn't have to put their lives in each other's hands. [color=8493ca][b]"Once Tilnak returns we can set out. Feel free to share any information you learned, if you think it helpful."[/b][/color] Despite her mannerisms, he had to assume that Scarlett as a proper Magus was inquisitive enough to have gained useful information. Plus, she seemed to be bearing some sort of armament...a gauntlet of some kind over her left arm.