<strong>Daumantas Ivanov<br/></strong><br/>Daumantas was the third in... apparently the one giving the job of hauling around unconscious elf girls. There were worse jobs, but as he put down the Elf, he had to wonder if there was anything left for him to do. As he mentioned... this was really over his head. The girls was here, and no longer the concern of the guard, till orders came about her. And Rychlik needed rubbing down and putting away in the stable.<br/><br/>On the other hand, it was blasted cold outside, and he was never a man to pass up a drink. He leaned up against a wall, and downed the cup, looking at the Elf. He mused to himself quietly, wondering what tonights work would earn him. A reprimand, a commendation, or just being ignored.<br/><br/>"Some of the boys out to the east and west have heard from the surrounding areas. Supposedly, there are a lot of Nyss moving about, coming down from the Shards. Nobody knows why."<br/><br/>He shrugged.<br/><br/>"She might be one of em. If she wakes up, and knows where her kinfolk might be, I can run out a message to them. Unlike carrying elf girls, messages are my job."<br/><br/>As he finished the cup, he looked at Oda and Valentine.<br/><br/>"Is there anything else I can do for you? Or should I be returning to the Barracks?"