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located in The continent of Tecon, a part of The Book of the Damned, one of the many universes on RPG.

The continent of Tecon

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Character Portrait: Elizabeth Moore Character Portrait: Flint Character Portrait: Warrick
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"We have to."

Ugh... Flint moaned to himself as an infectious grin spread across Waricks lips when Elizabeth gave her word to help. Leave it to a Southern woman to want to go back to the insanely powerful witches lair. He continued to monologue to himself while grumpily making his way around his cabin silently all the while radiating an attitude that angrily screamed "Fine!" In what seemed like only a few minutes he had a weeks worth of supplies crammed in his signature traveling bag.

This time he'd made sure to grab his overly used bow along with a quiver full of arrows. By the time he was ready to go the large bulging pack on his back combined with the various furs and leathers made him look almost like a giant woodland animal-a sight that was only reinforced by his large bushy black beard and dirty skin. Standing next to the finely armored Warrick and, well, it was quite the contrast to say the least-the two being polar opposites right down to the expressions on their faces. Warricks sharp handsome features were relaxed and, as usual, was sporting a large genuine smile-meanwhile Flints blunt features were stuck in a look that could best be described as "Im really trying not to throttle Warrick."

"Well then are you all ready to go?" Flint all but barked at Warrick and Elizabeth, apparently his anger wasn't souly pointed at Warrick-he wouldn't even look Elizabeth in the eyes.

"First we should speak of payment." Warrick said, turning towards Flint as he put his medallion back around his neck. "If you are to be my guide you deserve your pay, afterall." Finishing his statement Warrick untied a decent sized leather pouch from his belt-the way it jingled the contents inside were no doubt worth quite a bit.

"Don't you get it? Apparently I'm just a prisoner, I don't have a choice." Flint spat at Warrick before turning and storming out the door; It was clear his words were meant more for Elizabeth then Warrick.

"Well then.." Warrick began, obviously slightly at a loss for words as he turned his attention back to Elizabeth "I am ready, that is if Lady Elizabeth is feeling well enough to travel?" Warrick stated while offering a metallic hand towards Elizabeth; clearly offering to help her out of bed. He wore a quizzical expression on his smiling face as if awaiting her response.

Flint had seemingly already left and was outside, Catdo having quickly followed in his masters footsteps.