<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/d11062ce09942d22dc37e4ebe1a3c42a33063a9c.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<em>'Loap Sparrington' (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=262693.msg12959904#msg12959904)</em><br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>:<em>49/49</em><br/><hr/><br/><em>Loap considered the man's words for several long seconds.  This was, without question, not a situation she expected to find herself in.  On the one hand... nothing about the man's words reassured her.  He seemed a schemer, a backstabber.  He was the type of man to coerce and finagle events to his benefit rather than the type of person to achieve their dreams through actual strength and actual talent.  Had he been trying to wrest control of the country into his own sphere she would have pinned him to the table and left him bruised but... he seemed to simply be out to dis-empower the nobles and send the country spinning into chaos.<br/><br/>Chaos was good.  Chaos desolved the sickly rule of law and allowed the strong to overcome.  It leveled the playing field and left no real difference between people except personal ability.  Still... he said his interests were far larger than Eodin and that made her nervous.  The last thing she wanted is to allow some cowardly schemer to use her and inflate his position.<br/><br/>After sitting for quite some time.  Far longer than it might be expected to take, with her only action being a rhythmic tapping of her long fingers against the upper arm of the opposite arm she abruptly nodded.  Looking up, she raised her head slightly off her crossed fore-arms.  </em>"Alright, I'll sign on for now.  I hope your little leader is up to the task... if I can do the job better, I will."