"We're anything but heroes, just two people who survived their wars and want to make a living in peace. We'll happily earn our keep here, and I know once she's back on her feet she'll jump at the chance to get her axes bloody again. I may need to upgrade some of my gear though, unlike hers mine hasn't been enchanted to withstand time... and it's pretty old stuff." He took a sip of his water and let out a soft sigh. "I've had the plague twice in my life, both times it was violently burned out by two Troll gods, but even that didn't hurt as badly as seeing my wife in this condition... knowing that I probably could have avoided it if I was even a half decent survivalist out here." He shook his head and closed his eyes. "We will earn our keep, of that you have my word."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>