by Albedo28 » Wed Mar 25, 2015 8:47 pm
Allen looks over his small band of mercenaries, though he eyes the vampire with special caution. He shifts upon the log where he currently sits and mulls over the information that Ailbe had provided him. Small village, densely packed with humans. Simple gate and wooden walls all that stands in their way and a new base of operations, something that their little crew needed badly. He looks over Gor'Thol, the massively built Orc, as tall as even his draconic presence and nearly as heavy. He grumbles for a moment before speaking, "The way I see it, we've nothing but good options available to us. Ailbe could work her way in with stealth and shape-changing to open the gate, Gor'Thol and I can turn the walls into splinters, Ms. Barthony could waltz in any number of ways, or we could simple state our demands and go about this the diplomatic way." He eyes each of the adventurers, "Any votes on a plan of attack? I'm happy to hear what creativity you've all got behind those skulls of yours." He smiles and stands to his full height, and offering a quick prayer to Ijoufu for there to be many fertile women within the village.
"Once you go dragon, you go wheelchair." -MelissaB