<strong>Lionel Porter<br/>Time;  Early Afternoon, Day 1<br/>Location;  The Northern Trek, soon to be back in Arcania<br/>Tagged; Giselle</strong><br/><br/>Lionel's arm, after reading the note, placed it back into his pocket. "Nina Luzstone...Jain's Daughter...ah, well, what can I do now? I'm far too old." the old paladin said as he turned to Giselle to answer her question. Her skepticisms, if any, were logical, as this man claimed to be capable of destroying a monster who toyed with him if he was fully restored. And this monster had a reputation for his sheer power and skill in combat. A very bold statement made by the librarian, but he let out a light chuckle as he turned his gaze to Arcania's tall castle towers. "The creatures that would dine on Ultima for an apetizer really. Fact is, though there exist very powerful monsters, there is always one stronger. We often created symbiotic entities to fight against who copied us, and we had to beat the or accept death. And then we'd continue until our every weakness was a strength, and our weaker strengths were but even greater strengths. But to answer your question in further precision, we would fight greater monsters within a family, ones that are found in the extremest environments."<br/><br/>Lionel then sighed as he kicked the dirt. "Alas, my days of that are over. I'm merely a guard of Arcania's walls, I cannot physically reach my pinnacle again. Many did tell me to try a Miracle Elixer, but it takes a Miracle to create one. So instead I accepted my fate; fact is I'm still quite formidable as it is." The  great beast-man then streched his arms as he let out a yawn, noting the afternoon sky as he walked with his drow accomplice to Arcania, they were descending that northern hill and he could hear the typical banter like honey to his ears. "Ahh..." he said in relief; he was home again, and he had a new monster to add to his book tonight. All was very swell indeed; Lionel was content with both the success and the ally he had made...until his eyes began to close slightly, his breathing slowed, as Lionel fell to the floor collapsing from exhaustion. The parlour trick he preformed at the mountain wore him very thin, to such an extent he had blacked out, a gentle flow of air breezing through his nose that could be seen in the grass.<br/><br/>[MOVER TO: Arcania High Entrance/Dining Hall (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=126743.0)]<br/><br/>The below post is not a Double Post