Cesar Lorenzo Tidesong Bolivar
The Vale, Follow the dwarf.
Cesar grinned and yawned as the fight ended, resting his sword on his shoulder. He needs to think of more solid ways to make himself a threat, he thought to himself. Those Shadows thought nothing of Cesar's brilliant showcase of swordsmanship. They probably have bad tastes, anyway...
"Ahah, right," Cesar replied to Katia reminiscing,
"but at least I'm not fumbling with my sword, anymore. And you've always known how to handle a stick, too." Cesar chuckled lightly at his own subtle joke. Normally, he'd be a bit louder, if not for Wick insiting on staying quiet. And he'd agree with her, as well, as his own wounds seem to be building up as they have more of these encounters. Hopefully they find a place to rest soon.
"Wherever it is, Theo, I just hope there's a nice set of hammocks and a bottle of rum for all of us to kick back and relax on..." Cesar replied to Theodore's question as they continued forward, wherever this eccentric dwarf wished to lead them. He listened in on the flirting between the Ranger and the Paladin a bit, keeping to himself not to chuckle too loudly. It's always nice seeing two people sharing their affections and kindling their romance, especially in times like these. Love Conquers All is what they say in the stories, after all.
"Which begs the question, Bourbon," It sounded like a sensible name for a dwarf, "Where exactly are we heading, and who is this Green Man you are referring to?"
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