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Yay more characters indeed, although I'll have to do a quick tally to confirm it, seems our male to female ratio has been thrown askew. EDIT: Nevermind, its only 6:7 in favor of the males. Not nearly as skewed as I originally thought.

Jerod was about to shift to a better listening position when the hole was blown clean through the spot he was about to move to, roughly two feet to his side. Oh, great, he nearly lost bowel control because of that. Few years prior, he would have lost bowel control because of that. The lad had a way for words though, he decided, even if she was now storming off in an absent minded way, not even realizing how close she had gotten to torching the swordsman leaning and eavesdropping. Well, that was fascinating, if a bit life threatening, Jerod decided, and he figured he might as well see how badly the lad had soiled himself now that he was safe. Giving it a few moments, Jerod walked into the tent after doing the equilivant of knocking, as best he could at any rate. "Well lad, figured I'd come and check on ye, see if yer in one piece or not still. Saw the 'ole ye got goin there, figure it ain't just decorative?" It was the closest Jerod had come to being diplomatic or at least nice towards the Champion that wasn't in a blatently mocking way. He knew most of what the lad had done already, having been listening in and forming his own theories and opinions, but that hardly meant he was going to let on that he was. Still, nearly getting killed unintentionally was startling, which might be unconsciously showing. But, worse comes to worse, he could easily justify himself to the lad. Not that he needed to, really. He could though, and that was that. Although he would most certainly be giving the lad a hard time for his interest in the dark mage. He might even bring that grandmaster in on it, he seemed to know a fair bit about the lad.

Jerod is waiting, just scream like little sissy girl if you need help.

Cerberus, she could keep it like a Checkov's gun of sorts, mentioned in passing until a dire moment, when all hope is lost....and that sword suddenly comes into play, forgotten by all in the process.

Well, I would say he's just suicidal, but he bolted the door shut and anything. I really think he wants to get a hole torched in his stomach. Coupled with that low luck of his...

Jerod had laughed, responding to the question from the dark mage briefly before Jacob came and, in no short order, hustled her away. "Ach, nay lass. I be merely supposin any woman could be a tyrant if it suited 'er. All a matter o' mood." Jerod had a gut instinct that, as Marianne walked off to see what Jacob wanted, that the lad tactician was about to make a huge blunder and make the same mistake he did. He wasn't no fancy book reader or man of gentle birth, but he knew a damned suicidal action when he saw one. Even brewing in the works, for that matter. Walking away from the corpses, he saw that old grand master running at a good speed, which only confirmed his suspicions on the matter. Of course, he knew the kind of trouble that would be in private, so he followed the talk of that creepy dark mage girl to track her, reaching their tent, but not going inside yet. He could tell commotion was going on, but he was going to let the lad stew with the trouble he just brought onto his own damned head, and only intervene if she looked like it was almost time to murder the poor lad of a champion. Until then, he would wave off folks from disturbing the two, for their own safety rather than respect for what was going on inside the tent. More importantly, he was eavesdropping on what was going on just in case he needed something on either the dark mage girl or lad the champion. Right now, he would certainly step in if it sounded like she was causing physical harm to the Champion, or vice versa for that matter, he didn't discriminate. But for now, he mostly listened in and made his observations in silence and out of sight of the entry way, not even trying to gain access, waiting until the time called. Poor lad didn't know what he was getting into.

Good luck Jacob, good luck.

This should be entertaining to see, especially considering the synergy this group has so far.

Alright, tweaked the CS for Jerod, no more a Myrmidon.

Awesome, well, I reckon Jerod would be a better mercenary, so that's how its going to go.