gladiator, picked a fight with the gods, i'm a giant slayer
Ronin merely spread his hands as Sunjata agreed, the hunter offering a humourless smile. He would have asked if the other man needed any proof of his skills, but their little scuffle (it was definitely more than that, but still) had probably done the trick. He hoped, anyway. "The Devil's Advocates who deal in information." He scoffed out a laugh. "If the Loreseekers Guild were heroes, you sound like their arch nemesis," he remarked. Still, Ronin was more interested in the 'guild' part of all this, truth be told.
Because after all, if his skills were essentially punching and hunting monsters, it didn't matter who he was working for. Sunjata was as good a guildmaster as any. "Count me in," he said with a nod. "You know where the wagon is, and I can drop by here regularly until we come up with a more formal arrangement."
Because after all, if his skills were essentially punching and hunting monsters, it didn't matter who he was working for. Sunjata was as good a guildmaster as any. "Count me in," he said with a nod. "You know where the wagon is, and I can drop by here regularly until we come up with a more formal arrangement."
bone shaker, dominator, freight train, wreckin' ball, i'm the gladiator
RONIN
