George
George paused for a moment in his helping to watch as puffs and billows of air were conjured around Deimos, peeling away webs from beyond the man's reach. The thief raised a brow, but said nothing, merely returning to his own task. He'd never had a particular interest in magic, but if Deimos and Hotaru were any indication, it seemed that Halo had its share of Abandoned or Abandoned hybrids. He was intrigued: why gather here, of all the places in Caido that could be chosen to call home? Of course, he was perhaps a little biased towards warmer weather, so maybe that was why it seemed so strange to him for Abandoned to congregate in the tundra.
George listened to the recommendations from Deimos, pondering where he might wish to visit before going home and making note of the dangers Deimos mentioned. Although George was confident in his abilities against a human opponent, he wasn't much of a hunter, and to face down an ursur or a frost giant or a white dragon was well outside his comfort zone. "I will have to explore, it seems," he said thoughtfully. "Carefully, of course."
George listened to the recommendations from Deimos, pondering where he might wish to visit before going home and making note of the dangers Deimos mentioned. Although George was confident in his abilities against a human opponent, he wasn't much of a hunter, and to face down an ursur or a frost giant or a white dragon was well outside his comfort zone. "I will have to explore, it seems," he said thoughtfully. "Carefully, of course."
