Lucian Grey - The Eternal Mist ? Grim
?And the swordsman!? Lucian interrupted before casting himself from the counter and landing gracefully atop the firm wooden boards that formed the Inn's base.
?It seems like we've established the necessary cast to spin a wonderful tale. The skilful thief with a penchant for explosives, the prodigal, flame wielding mage and the honed sellsword who dances with his blades? Lucian slipped his hands into the pockets, raised his head and stared wistfully towards the ceiling, his thoughts swirling in his mind.
?Which raises the question... Which part do we play in this little escapade? Are we the villains hunting down our prey, sworn by fate to inevitably fail? Are we the heroes chasing down vile foes and bringing them swift justice?? Lucian's eye's locked with the barkeeps, a sly smile creeping across his features.
?Or are we all key players in a story just in the genesis of it's telling??
?And the swordsman!? Lucian interrupted before casting himself from the counter and landing gracefully atop the firm wooden boards that formed the Inn's base.
?It seems like we've established the necessary cast to spin a wonderful tale. The skilful thief with a penchant for explosives, the prodigal, flame wielding mage and the honed sellsword who dances with his blades? Lucian slipped his hands into the pockets, raised his head and stared wistfully towards the ceiling, his thoughts swirling in his mind.
?Which raises the question... Which part do we play in this little escapade? Are we the villains hunting down our prey, sworn by fate to inevitably fail? Are we the heroes chasing down vile foes and bringing them swift justice?? Lucian's eye's locked with the barkeeps, a sly smile creeping across his features.
?Or are we all key players in a story just in the genesis of it's telling??