Reaper looked up at the knight and raised a slight eyebrow.<br/>"70, oh, I'm shaking behind mask, trust me."  Sarcasm was highly evident in the man's voice.  Turning back to the small group, he nodded towards Scott.<br/>"Yes Scotty, we go to front line.  Many hard times ahead, and we will help lead.  We will need to go soon, before more mayhem breaks out.  First, where's Boxer?"  Looking around the square, he spotted Boxer and walked over to him, putting his hand on the man's shoulder.<br/>"Come Boxer, we must go.  Bring lady friend if you like."  Reaper turned towards the front gate and assuming the others were following, pushed the doors open in a rather dramatic way for the whole town square to see, then walked out.<br/><br/>Behind him, Blacksmith came up behind Boxer and watched as the imposing figure of Reaper led the way out the front gate.<br/>"He always did have a flair for the dramatic, didn't he?"<br/>Boxer turned to his friend and shook his head slightly.<br/>"Like we have any room to talk."  Boxer turned back to the girl, and placing his mask back over his head he tilted his head.<br/>"If you're worried about others bringing you down, we are not the group to avoid."  He smiled under his mask and held out a hand to the girl.