Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141030025235/@comment-6006054-20141107001150

Breldon's Companion didn't mind the wolf paw discussion too much. There had been a time when he had collected such trophies, though he had prefered teeth, bone, and furs from animals rather than limbs. The arguement between Conall and Kasra amused him. The Companion judged his fellow mercenaries by equipment and mannerisms, not gender. He had worked with his fair share of women in the past.

Whatever happened to her, anyways?

''Doesn't matter, you chose to leave. She probably has a better life than you could give her, especially now. ''

Thus ended the Companion's internal dialogue.

Breldon was slightly hurt that the only expertise he could offer his allies had been ignored, but in the end it did not matter too much. He would have plenty of chances to prove himself as an adventurer, he was sure of it. Then again, he had been sure of himself on his first job too.