Garou52
Newbie
Looking outside the window in his room at the ogre's head tavern. Phelan makes note of the suns position. Looks like its about time. Time to make my way downstairs and await the rest of my pack. Turning away from the window he pads towards the door, gathering up his gear along the way. Pausing at the door, Phelan draws his enchanted blade "Kindness" and stares thoughtfully at the light playing across its radiant metal surface. By the great tree. I swear that no necromantic filth shall escape my blade this night.