Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191103030646/@comment-39280634-20191113064303

(Hound)

Hearing about planing, Lance remembers what Meri whispered to him before they sat down at the bar. She whispered about her fear that the barbarian might find Aerith one day and lay waste to Mirefield... their very home... burnt to ashes. Her fears of losing Lina, losing the good people she knew there, losing her life. Lance tried his best to confort her back then, but even he was at a loss for what to do next, never having been confrunted with all-out war like this, unlike the slow-burning horror survival he went through before. Yet he tries to steel himself, reminding himself that whoever or whatever he will face here... cannot be any worse than his grandfather. At least that's what he hopes...

It is at this time Lance takes a big decision that might further change his life. After all, after having meet Jeiel Yozama, his confidence has been slowly building since then.

"Marcus... I know we barely just met this night, and... despite my abilities -which I haven't showed off much-, I might get myself into more trouble than I could handle. But I if you ever need it... i'm willing to help you, and maybe help a lot more people in the process if it means stopping that Beof... Beod... Beowulf guy."