[hider=tags][b]Name:[/b] Kerylun
[b]Level:[/b] 1
[b]Race:[/b] Gargoyle
[b]Class:[/b] Archer
[b]Date/Time:[/b] Day 1 / Morning
[b]Location:[/b] Near the entrance door of the Greased Oak and the assembly of the 'The Rat King' quest party.
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@Cyrania] [@Ashevelendar] [@Holy Soldier][b]Mentioned:[/b] Open[/hider]

[color=aaaaaa]"Better a statue that's pissing something actually useful than a guy who is leaking verbal crap so badly..."[/color] No's constant efforts to hammer out as much arrogance and self-confidence in the most negative sense as possible were starting to annoy the gagoyle. [color=aaaaaa]"So tell me... why don't you look like a dragon ? Shouldn't you have tapped into your true form and exploited its power minutes ago to destroy the whole damn city in a fit of rage ? It would suit your character."[/color]

Kerylun didn't immediately leave the tavern. That messenger wouldn't leave without him... The gargoyle glanced back to No. [color=aaaaaa]"I want to see that dragon's strength that you bear inside your body. Grab my waist and lift me off the floor..."[/color]