Jacques was upon the back of that massive black steed, eyes hidden behind his sleek sunglasses. The look on his face was a pensive one, and when the Dark Elf emerges with her belongings, he offers her a small nod and tip of his hat.<br/><br/>"I do reckon that it is about that time, is it not, madame?"<br/><br/>Such a rag-tag group of heroes.