"Do you honestly think we use big strong men to turn into ghouls? Those things decay, any muscle they used to have doesn't matter. They're meat shields fool, magic keeps them going, not muscle!" He could have slapped himself in the face, this one was dim. It was a handy choice that the girl would be the Death Knight. Intelligence was so useful.<br/><br/>He went back to his chest of toys, returning with what appeared to be a short length of rope, with a clamp of some kind on one end, and what looked a fish hook on the other. "So tell me, how long have you love birds together?"<br/><br/>