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The sight of the vast dome that held the breach was enough to draw his attention away from the people that looked more and more like complete fools. The thought he had to rely on these…half wits made Elruin a little nervous after all they would either face something of enormous power or just walk around in empty caves for a day. The ship seemed to land and he got to meet the foot folk that would probably serve as their meat shields when it came to it not that they looked incompetent it was just their job. He turned his attention to Sevral, his voice sounded bored but you could hear some tension in it “If it comes to it I hope we will be able to work together.” He pulled his eyes form the man confident to ignore him if it really came to it he would happily leave him and the rest for whatever lived in the bowels of Creed.

From a racial point of view he had always pitied humans they just looked so frail to him it was admirable they fought at all but he couldn’t help but admire the weapons they used especially the guns fascinated him. He suddenly noticed Dravon was conversing with the captain of the small group. Suddenly he saw a change to voice his suspicions to Dravon and the captain both men had to understand there was something wrong with this “If I may ask you something captain, why have we been hired? The counsel seems resourceful it would be easier to send eighty squads like your own then to gather five very expensive mercenaries. Now I’m voicing my concerns I would like to tell you Dravon it’s likely this mission is ‘different’ from what we expect and I don’t appreciate surprises.” He cloaked his words in just enough formality to appear friendly but not enough to hide his suspicion.