<strong>13:00 / Ghetto of Artisans - Warehouse District / Landrok Vizore</strong><br/><br/>Landrok gracefully follows Istrath's motions walking alongside the wall and replies; "Oh? It does? Well it's pain of ass truth told, it either makes folks either try kill me or growel before me or something between when they know my name. But yeah, some parts I am know some arcane cycles as the so frightful and scary<em>eldrict sage</em>altough I think I am far from a sage my own opinion. But that is the nickname they gave to me so it kinda stuck. Anyways nice meet you Istrath."<br/><br/>Landrok stays back while she studies the bodies of the foes and after while studying and seeing neither orcs nor mage seems sadly related to her hunt for the deep orc who broke to the warehouse nor neither bear the curious tattoo or admantine spiked gauntlet. Landrok asks (so far spoke in Elven/drow with accent); "Hmmm, have time to choose your spoils of victory? Consider your aid was well timed I let you make first pick of the spoils. But if you do not mind that asshole's spellbook is mine, or at least check is there anything good spells there which I could copy."