R O N I N
Ronin glanced from speaker to speaker as it became very evident that this was indeed Wessex, and she had indeed died out there by the Spire. But now she was back - and with new weapons, as she herself pointed out.
Remi and Rory had both slipped away and Ronin was left alone on the dais, looking slightly awkward as he shuffled to the centre. He hadn't expected to front this whole thing, no less for his two companions to vanish at random.
One thing was certain though - Wessex was absolutely right. Ronin nodded to the Ascended and let a grim, determined smile flash across his face. "Then it's settled," he murmured. "Thank you, all of you who have agreed to lend your help. Here's to Flowerbirth, and finally ridding this place of that thing."
