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Oh, you know me. Edon is already on the way to the mission area.
Responsibility is a double-edged sword.

So! Do you guys need anything from me to post on? We can just as easily skip to the road if you want. Let me know!
America. Of course.
Yep! Blenheim is busy being a responsible member of humanity while we're stuck having fun.

You guys are well on your way. I will, of course, be around if you need any NPC or world interactions (going for anything in town or around the city, etc.). When you are all ready, jump to the road and I'll lay out the next scene.
Edon Wolf
Outside the Gates
Dalenham, Ethora


When Folkmar began asking about Edon's condition, the noble gave him a confused side-long glare. Of course, he didn't know how his own complexion might have looked at the moment. He must have looked about as upset as he felt. The call from the bird and its curious antics irritated him so he shooed it away with a swat of his free hand.

"Mind your own business," Edon said. When Folkmar began to speak for the group, Edon watched for Varian's reaction.

The wool-wrapped fatass knew as much about the fort as he had assumed; that is to say, nothing at all. Once the merchant left, Edon moved closer to study the map in Varian's hands. He was capable of reading maps and the one given to them was quite detailed (Edon knew it must have cost a pretty penny to just be handed away like that). He had a good memory as well and, while Varian spoke, he quickly plotted out a course in his head.

When Varian mentioned archers and nodded toward him, Edon blinked and tilted his head slightly. They didn't have a decent form of ranged combat in the group, however, he seemed to have the only functional set of armor between the lot of them. It made sense that he would end up leading the charge alongside Drostan.

"Quality Ethorian construction," he said in a condescending tone once Varian ended the meeting. At once, he turned and began walking at a swift pace down the road. "I will take point."
Yeah, you can hardly tell he is an orc. I decided to give him the orc rage for funsies.
I’ve been swamped with work so don’t think you have to wait for me. I can post a reaction to the orc when I finally have time long with catching up with the story.
“You’ve got a friend in me.”
Nice! I always love character art! Bring it on.
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