[color=goldenrod][i][h2][center]Gerard Segremors[/center][/h2][/i][/color] [color=goldenrod]"If we're taking volunteers, I think I should be on duty for Krysia."[/color] came the even-toned rejoinder from the opposite way Renar had come, as Gerard ambled back into the main mass, having begun his own loop a few minutes behind and uncovered nothing he hadn't already heard Renar lay out. Luckily, the time he'd lagged had earned him the privilege of the pauper maid's help, if only to justify her inaction— They now had proper identities regarding the two figures judging them from on high. The mage's name was familiar from... [i]somewhere[/i]. He couldn't place it, but it felt like home. This wasn't the occasion to turn that over for more than the walk back. [color=goldenrod]"I put a lot of my time here in beneath Sir Cyrus,"[/color] he explained. [color=goldenrod]"And had a track record of squaring up against bigger, stronger enemies already. Jeremiah, the Demonbreaker, so on. You've seen most of it yourself. When she comes into play, I ought to be able to leverage that and tie her up a while. I've learned much about keeping myself alive against overwhelming power."[/color] He glanced to the side, at the lounging pearlescent blondes. [color=goldenrod]"Lady Gertrude doesn't seem to believe she can do anything, and she was the one that trained with those two the most. I'll take that as a sign I've long odds of knocking the big girl off the board totally, if any. So I can't promise that. But I do believe I'm a good bet to intercept and stall. I can adjust to the range and power coming back at me. Hang around if she connects once or twice. Provided we can ensure her movement..."[/color] He bowed his head. [color=goldenrod]"I believe this is the value I bring to the table, ma'am. I'll go where you send me."[/color] Left unsaid, as an order from many superiors throughout the centuries contained here, was the fact that she could afford to burn him on this. [@Eisenhorn][@VitaVitaAR][@Octo][@Psyker Landshark][@Crimson Paladin]