<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/02/%22Rat%22.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>"Rat" Ratcliff Vander (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1cFr8PjgaKR0bQCeBh6ZGlstinqriTVdip7rSA7AS9EY/edit)</strong></span>The fools would walk into a dark room if someone said that there was a skeleton in it. His realization left itself within his head. He had been sent by his lord to this Fargold and to see what came of him and his suppositions. Would he be able to keep them alive? He wondered this as he was told to shove his nose into his own helmet. He just wondered what precautions he could secure before they left, was there a way to stay alive? Perhaps a potion of invisibility, a potion of flight, and something to ride the waves in. Did they make an affordable pocket boat? He would check before they left. While he asked around the port, they would go to the port right? "Where is the flying craft? When do we leave?"