[color=#6C2DC7][h1][center]Corin Talmor[/center][/h1][/color]
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[color=#733635][b]Title:[/b][/color] [color=dddddd]The Gem Knight[/color]
[color=#6C2DC7][b]Race:[/b][/color] [color=dddddd]Human (Cyran)[/color]
[color=#733635][b]Class:[/b][/color] [color=dddddd]Paladin — Gem Knight Archetype[/color]
[color=#6C2DC7][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [color=dddddd] Bastion [@Oso][/color]
[color=#733635][b]Location:[/b][/color] [color=dddddd]Port Verge, The Mercy[/color]
[color=#6C2DC7][b]Attire:[/b][/color] [color=dddddd]
Think rough-n-tough artisan. Cotton shirt rolled up to the forearms, with a wool artisan coat to cover his torso when he does his craftwork. Brown leather pants with reinforced knee-support, and a practical belt full of pouches and clasps for his various tools..[/color]
[color=#733635][b]Gold Balance:[/b][/color] [color=dddddd]33[/color]
[color=#733635][b]Injuries:[/b][/color] [color=dddddd]Cracked arm, embedded crystalline shard near sternum[/color]
[color=#733635][b]Equipment:[/b][/color]
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[color=#6C2DC7]⋆[/color] [color=dddddd]Oathlight — Reforged longsword of Talmorite alloy[/color]
[color=#6C2DC7]⋆[/color] [color=dddddd]Luminar — Shield of Light and Memory[/color]
[color=#6C2DC7]⋆[/color] [color=dddddd]Necklace of Vowstones (Citrine, Amethyst, Diamond)[/color][color=#6C2DC7]⋆[/color] [color=dddddd]Scale-mail infused with gem-stones, offering an iridescent kaleidoscope of color[/color]
[color=#6C2DC7]⋆[/color] [color=dddddd]Travelling Clothes — simply garb meant to wear out of combat[/color]
[color=#6C2DC7]⋆[/color] [color=dddddd]Artisan’s Clothes — good for working in the forges or workshops[/color]
[color=#6C2DC7]⋆[/color] [color=dddddd]Travelling Cloak — Cloudy blue cloak used to mask his figure[/color]
[color=#6C2DC7]⋆[/color] [color=dddddd]Maintenance toolbelt & travel satchel
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At this point, the insults were just water off a duck’s back. A younger Corin might snap at the prospect of his friends being referred to as idiots. But they still asked for these idiots' help. So that makes them even sadder than their perception of the crew. Not that they’d be insightful enough to pick up on that irony.

Then came Trin. While the others fussed over his health, Corin’s eyes merely gazed at the faint blue mark poorly hidden beneath the rags. That pulsing light was curious to say the least. Was this the friend who “knew” about the artifact? Maybe that brand glows brighter in proximity to it. That would explain the Prince’s certainty over them being able to locate it.

The man’s head snapped to the disgusted cries of Val, who just dumped a bucket of questionable grossness onto her feet. The girl seemed young…far too young. What is it with this group and fostering children? At least this one came with an adoptive guardian. At least, that’s what Corin assumed the dark elf was.

Introductions were in order, but he had little mood to do so in front of the three Lame-kateers over here. So he turned his focus to the incredibly sad vessel that was so graciously donated to them. Something that looked like it was held together by hopes and dreams—The Mercy.

[color=#6C2DC7]”I suppose this is our friend meant to show us the artifact. And that…vessel…will be our method of transport.”[/color] He said plainly.

[color=#6C2DC7]”Is there any other important information you all have to show us? Or is this where we part ways and get out of each other’s hair for the foreseeable future?”[/color] Corin’s flat tone masked the smug nature of his question. “When are you guys going to leave us alone already?” was bouncing around in his mind.

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