[center]Donny Lee Yang - Arms Slave[/center]

Arms Slave rolled his eyes. Being a Sweeper wasn't as simply as hunting down Outlaws. A shame too, because on paper the Sweepers were a goddamn dream come true. Alas, reality proved to be a cruel mistress. And seeing that Smitten Kitten didn't want his help, Arms Slave drove off. He still had a meeting with the Black King and he figured that by now he won't be the first to arrive. He hoped he could mow down some mobs or players in the truck.

As he continued to drive Arms Slave decided to talk a bit about Corpse Collector's comment about being a war fanatic. [b]"Well, I'm no berserker, but you're right that I'm not an assassin. Whether I'm cunning or smart, well that isn't for me to decide. Even a fighter like me needs to have a tactical sense. Gotta keep it simple but got to be smart. Sure my bread-and-butter is just hitting the bad guy a lot, but how do I get close enough to hit him? What do I hit him with? Is there a way I should hit him to make it hurt more? These are the sort of things I think about. Practical problems."[/b]

Eventually Arms Slave and his truck grind to a halt. He clicked a few buttons and flipped some switches before he stepped out of his Truck. His body was adorned with various weapons and armor, and his four arms were glistening with metal and muscle. [b]"I'll leave the politics and strategy to the higher ups. Don't come to me if you want to know how to lead a guild. But if you want someone to kill the King, than I'm your guy."[/b] Arms Slave turned to look at the Black Tower before him. Before he entered he turned and looked at Corpse Collector. 

[b]"You know, I never did ask you want you wanted help with. I'm guess you aren't here to look for the Black King."[/b]

[center]Restu Goroshi - Dark Wraith[/center]

Dark Wraith looked at Curved Solitaire. He was a healer, she was a Necromancer. Their classes couldn't be more opposite if you put a mirror between them. Not only that but she wasn't that much stronger than her was, though she probably had more experience than him. She would have to figure out, and it looked like their chance to prove his mettle just arrived. [b]"Moon Rider, the guest of honor has arrived."[/b] Dark Wraith turned around and looked through the entrance to the Black King's tower. Outside she saw a truck and two figures near it. Even from her position she could scan and see who the players were.