Emmett
Hunting some rats in the Underground sounded like a fantastic way to get some stress out of his system to Emmett. With everything that was going on, he wanted nothing more than to go and scream and kick. And while he'd have to be a bit more dignified than that, the task would let him hit a few rats, hopefully.He showed up the underground with his axe in his hand, the tool having quickly become his weapon of choice. His fingers had worn pressure points into the handle where it bended to his hands shape, and the weight of it just felt good. "Hey, Ronin." Emmett greeted, nodding at the guildmaster. "What is it we're goin' up against this time?"
All you broken boys and girls,
With your tattered flags unfurled:
With your tattered flags unfurled:
Fix yourselves then fix the fisher king.
Won't you fix yourselves to fix the fisher king?
Won't you fix yourselves to fix the fisher king?
