Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24372248-20140730202253/@comment-29458028-20140824030416

(The bandit leader is wearing a helmet)

Corentin looked at the Vigilant of Stendarr, saying "well, looks like you've got to fight on my side now! Also, you think the Vigilants will be glad when they find out who you really are? You can't even kill me here, you aren't winning in Oblivion anytime soon."

"Screw you. Meridia favors me over you" said the man, who snickered as he pulled off his helmet, revealing a rather youthful boyish face offset by a large beard and white hair, his enchanted elven sword abruptly mutating into a light sword similar to Corentin's. White lightning came to his palms and wings extended from his back. A pair of bandits met an untimely end when they got frazzled by white lightning. The two men utilized eldritch swordplay and strange stances to fight against the bandits, even though they were outnumbered.

Corentin smiled and said "Jaques, can you complete your bloody assignment? Meridia is assigning me your tasks."

"No! It's difficult!"

"You just don't want to report back, cheeky bastard. You must have got a girlfriend or something."

"How did you know?"

"Even though you are inferior to me in terms of skills, the battle lexicon in your head is a formidable tool. You abuse it all the time. Also, Meridia favors you? Come on, I did some things with her I shouldn't."

"What the... Information overload, now shut up."

(I am not French, just that I want lore friendly names. Jaques is going to go back and get punished for his transgression. He's a minor character to show Corentin isn't the only one from the facility. Corentin just happens to be the oldest one.)