[center][hider][center][url=https://i.postimg.cc/xTv2CvQT/3.png][IMG]https://i.postimg.cc/qBC0ffZ2/4.png[/IMG][/url] [h3][color=F0AB4A][b]─ Syd ─[/b][/color][/h3][color=BAB8B8]ROGUE SHADOW ASSASSIN DEMON HUNTER[/color][/center][/hider][/center] [indent][indent][color=BAB8B8]Syd listened keenly, observing the anomaly before him. Rugged with fighting experience. Scarred. Worn from travel. And yet, there was more wisdom than he expected from his words. He was well-spoken, for an orc. His smirk dropped with the explanation of what the Darkmere was. A familiar description. It seemed the man knew of the place - on a personal level. It was heavily implied that he'd been there. Had no illusions as to what it truly was. Saw a good bit of what all it had to offer. Walked away with memories he'd rather forget. But that was just it. He walked away. He entered, and returned. Syd had never been to the Darkmere himself, but if it was the source of the evil he faced, then he was prepared to enter hell itself. He didn't have much choice. Going off of this orc's description of the cursed place, it aligned well with what he'd seen for himself, and what he expected. For all he knew of hell, it seemed this guy knew of it too. With his experience as a guide, he would be useful. He needed this unexpectedly well-worded fool to join him. Sharp eyes locked on the silver being played with. Of course he was looking for coin. Every bloke vying for an excuse to adventure here was. Greed was the play, then. He snorted. [color=F0AB4A]"Coin's cheap. What, you plan to take on odd jobs and survive off chump change the rest of your days?"[/color] He leaned into the counter, with a lowered voice. [color=F0AB4A]"If you've been there, then you know the risk. And you know the reward. I know of treasure beyond your wildest dreams hidden there. Artifacts of unimaginable power. Highly-coveted relics that could see you live like a king without working another day in your life. All you need is--"[/color] A stomp. The entire bar shook, sloshing his mug. Syd looked over with irritation. Some annoying idiot was now standing on the bar. That time of night, was it? It was a large man. Arn Wolven himself, as it turned out. He'd heard the rumors and descriptions, but seeing him in person was something else. The whole tavern had locked onto him as he introduced himself, practically rallying around him. The speech he gave, though, was another matter entirely. Syd couldn't believe it. It was too good to be true. A handful of greedy, glory-seeking, moderately experienced to completely green adventurers traveling as a unit to the Darkmere, to take on the lich himself? Oh, a good bit would perish, no doubt. But they'd perish usefully. Arn Wolven would be approached and engulfed in activity after that announcement, he knew for sure. Already was. As he stepped back down and began conversing with his barmaid lady friend in what seemed a spicy exchange, a wide smirk crossed Syd's face. He turned back to his new best mate ever. [color=F0AB4A]"Well, there you go, big guy. Coin and treasure, both. The Darkmere's calling you back, it seems."[/color] He took a final sip of his slouched ale, set the empty mug back down with a thud, and stood from his seat, adjusting the hood of his cloak with a swift tug. [color=F0AB4A]"See you around."[/color] Beyond satisfied with this development, he turned and slinked his way out of the tavern, knowing the establishment was set to explode in excitement. The orc's answer to the call was his own, but the stage was set. Wolven did his work for him. There was no doubt he'd be seeing him around truly. Show up here on the third sunrise. Easy enough. Gave him plenty of time get to know their fearless leader, collect information, make his rounds, see what sort of unit was to assemble and be sent to their doom, and prepare accordingly.[/color][/indent][/indent] [center][hider][center][IMG]https://i.postimg.cc/m2FvnQh4/100.png[/IMG] [IMG]https://i.postimg.cc/Dwrtvnqw/101.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]https://i.postimg.cc/CxGWhSj7/102.jpg[/IMG] [color=BAB8B8][b]【 [color=F0AB4A]Where[/color] 】[/b] Taking leave from the tavern [b]【 [color=F0AB4A]What[/color] 】[/b] Set on joining the slay-the-lich campaign [b]【 [color=F0AB4A]Who[/color] 】[/b] Lorn [/color][/center][/hider][/center]