<div class="floatright">(http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd220/KevynsMom/GothGuy.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Amilcar de Soto<br/><strong>Species:</strong> Revenant<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Al'Mar Exterior<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> <br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyala, Keiran, Shred</div><br/>Amilcar himself was a little on-edge, having the same sort of thoughts as Anyala.<em>Too many signs of infestation but not one Suvolte around. We're either incredibly lucky or incredibly screwed.</em>However, he perked up a little bit when he was joined by Anyala, and even more so when her kitty stepped in too. Her question caught the revenant off-guard a little bit.<br/><br/><strong>"How old am I?"</strong>he asked, repeating the question.<strong>"...You know, I'm not sure I can give you an exact figure. I was a victim of the Spanish Inquisition, back in the late 1400's, so I'm north of 500 now."</strong>he said. Tempting as it might have been for him at that moment, Amilcar resisted the urge to reach out and pet the top of Shred's head. Instead, he settled for asking the Hekla woman something.<strong>"So, tell me something, Anyala. Why are you the only representative from the Hekla tribe at the moment? I'd figure that you guys could at least send a few more people. I mean, the rest of the Kingdom's group has probably arrived by now, and we managed to scrape together a pretty fair-sized delegation, but the daughters of Anyanka only happen to send one person? What's the story there?"</strong>