(OOC: recovered 8 hit points from that last lay on hands then)<br/><br/>As Gabriel took up the ring the man nod casually lifted the rapier behind him, nodding in acceptance. "Not exactly my style this blade, but I think it does have a sting I could grow to like." Taking up the blade and going through the killed man's pockets, while Gabriel removed the masks. What lay beneath was a bit of a surprise. The son and daughter of Duke Wolfwood. It was certainly not good news, besides the king, the Duke was in command of the largest military force in the land.<br/><br/>More so, the Duke had always been a fair man, and despised the young king's manners, refusing to carry out his orders in the past but paying heavy taxes, reluctantly, for his disobedience. It was rumored that the Duke's lands were where many Paladins too had went.<br/><br/>Yet this attack was not righteous, and the attack had slain many on the way here, albeit protectors and guards that seemed to have lost their way.<br/><br/>The duke's son was lifeless, the last slice to his throat having extinguished the flame of life from his heart, the daughter still alive but beaten up, and in no state to get up again. On her belt, a thick spellbook lay in a pouch, alongside a dozen scrolls, a pair of wands and a gemstone with runes inscribed upon it.