[center][h3][color=993333]István Shilage[/color][/h3][/center]

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[color=993333][i]I wouldn't worry. He's already mourned.[/i]

"As it stands, they'd be exceedingly blind to [i]not[/i] have noticed us."[/color] the large man offered, a brewing rejoinder to Guillaume's final plea and consideration. Of course he wanted to offer himself as the "bait" in accordance to the original plan laid out— Errancy being what it was, it forged an entirely [i]singular[/i] consideration of skill, risk, and worth. In himself he would trust, and by the same token, only himself would he happily risk. Terribly honest.

But upon such a note, that of subterfuge and earnestness's many intersecting foibles—

His hand swept behind them, leading gazes to follow back through the bulk of the camp. The Lions were many things.

[color=993333]"The fires of camp have seen to that. Large as our force is, the smoke will carry far on the wind and high above the plains. We're hard to miss."[/color]

Subtle was rarely one of them.