Eisenhorn
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Hah, well, long as she doesn't try to pluck the living's eyeballs, I figure we'll be fine.
Jerod had just wrenched the blade from the priest's neck, which was mostly severed. Mostly. He heard the hostile mage being dealt with appropriately, with lightning if the sound, and smell of charred flesh, was to be believed. Wiping the blood off his blade, he wandered over to the tactician lad, sheathing the blade and chuckling at the surrounding combat zone. "Ach, this is a right bloody mess we've made. Lad, I hate to tell ye this, but I think these tossers are a bit miffed about ye being this Champion o' Naga or whatever ye call the blasted title. Call it a blind ol' hunch, aye? Not that this lot didn't do half bad I wager, these backstabbin' sodders never saw it coming!"
Jerod was clearly still, despite the gravity of the situation, giving the lad a hard time, all in good fun of course. And the others present got a bit of it too, just for good measure. But when the lad mentioned a quest, Jerod fell in behind him, stretching and checking over his mail coat to see if it needed fixed. Quests meant gold, and he needed gold right now. Plus, he'd get to see the world like he had been doing already, on another man's pay. Sounded fine by him. "Well lad, I haven't helped carve up mercs to dash off now. Ye have my aid, fer what it be worth."
"'Ey, laddie tactician, don't gripe to me about us not workin' well together. Yer the tactician, figure it out! Har har har!"
I look forward to this, by a grand amount.
And there's the noble we can muck with to our heart's content, perfect.
And Jerod must find their hidden booze supply, and drink to victory! Or something like that. He doesn't do well with royalty and people he needs to be prim and proper about.
"Ye know lass, that kind of thing is what gits folks givin ye strange looks and wide space. And I knew I bloody well saw something in the blasted mess tent..."
I approve of this, the camp shenanigans we shall have will be great indeed.
"Oi, the eyepatch lass over 'ere? Aye, she's fixin to replace that lost eye of 'ers. I shan't be gettin on her cross side for no good reason."
All the speculation on why she is collecting eyes. ALL OF IT.
Well, as long as you collect his eyeballs, we're good.
We got this, we are a wonderful army! What could possibly go wrong? And what do you think second seals are for?
Indeed, but even on higher difficulties, DLC gives an EXP grind fest map for people to use, if they want to of course.
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