NO REST FOR THE WICKED
01-08-2015, 08:02 PM
The smell of blood combined with an insatiable curiosity drew the King from his keep. He didn't have to follow it far, finding that the source of the scent lay just beyond Imperium's border. Standing over the body of a deceased fawn stood a rogue. Not one to pass up a chance at a conversation, Valentine moseyed closer. Approaching her head on, the brute stopped a reasonable distance away to make it clear he wasn't interested in her kill. “Nice catch.” He seized the opportunity to examine her face, noting the many scars that dotted her features. Brawler or just someone ridden hard and put away wet? Coming from Arcanum, he'd met more than a few of each, but it was hard to tell at a glance who exactly he was dealing with. “” |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.