Something Taken (Oct 26 5pm)

[Shark]

*Vidar sits on the railing of his cabin. His gaze turned to the dirt below him. His face void of emotion*

[Sigurd Vask]

Grimnir walks over, shield held in hand, "What has taken your spirit, brother."

[Shark]

*Looks up to Grimnir*

That demon... He took my life last night. He cheaply attacked me with his hounds instead of offering a challenge. I was about to regain my honour in killing him... Damnit, I even hindered his leg myself... Then the Emerald Company started to question me... Then that caster... No blood?... Heals the demon so it could kill me. How dare they interfere in Einish business?!

*looks down again*

I couldn't regain my honour from that foul beast...

[Sigurd Vask]

"Your honour is not sullied, my friend," Grimnir leaning against the railing and glancing at the man. "You fought your foe bravely and the duel was interrupted. We shall find you another demon to lay low."

[Shark]

*Hops down from the railing. He looks up to Grimnir, a slight smile on his face.*

A hunt then?

[Sigurd Vask]

"For demons or dinner?" Grimnir pushing off of the railing with a chuckle.

[Shark]

*Ponders a moment*

We can do the latter first... I must train for the former.

[Sigurd Vask]

"Smart. I would have advised as such."

[Shark]

I may head up north again... hopefully train along the way.

[Sigurd Vask]

"Oh? Not a terrible idea but the foes here can be just as difficult as those of our people."