<div class="floatright"><strong>Guan Buhan</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309005.msg15016087#msg15016087)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/nh4z2Kt.png)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Info</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP:</strong> 31/31<br/><strong>AC:</strong> 17<br/><strong>Effects:</strong> Natural Explorer (Ignore Difficult Terrain, Adv on Initiative)<br/><del><strong>Compulsion to spend at the Market. </strong></del> Satiated<br/><strong>IC Posts:</strong> <del>14</del> 15  </div></div></div>Guan followed for a while longer as Glysora led them into the central castle of Grimjaw's lair. It was impressive, if you were into overbearing architecture, and having too much space to gather dust. Guan found herself appreciating the man's choice in maid, at least. The little maidpire mentioned that large swathes of the castle were assuredly booby trapped, and instantly Guan found herself not interested in exploring.<br/><br/>Grimjaw was...not what she expected. She'd expected something overwhelming and all powerful. She'd expected him to ooze charm and charisma. Instead, Grimjaw seemed...well, kinda broken. He wasn't anything she'd hoped she would see. He didn't seem like something insurmountable, or even that threatening. Maybe a month, and they'd be able to easily exceed him. That's what her gut was telling her.<br/><br/>Gazra spoke first, and Grimjaw replied pretty blandly to Gazra's more subtle request. As such, Guan chose to be blunt. "<strong>You know who we travel with. You know who she represents, so you have to know we'e more than just standard as bounty hunters. If we're making personal rewards; I want something exceptional. A person, an item, a power; I don't care. You know what's valuable in your city.</strong>" She paused for a moment, before adding a last little comment to maybe try and bait him out a little...see if he was actually scary or if he gut was right. "<strong>So...are you as strong as any of the Former-Lieutenants? Stronger? Weaker even?</strong>" She flexed and stretched a little as she left herself a little too open; clearly not afraid of her place. She was cocky, because she thought he needed them more at the moment. "<strong>I'm gunna be blowing through them soon, so I wanna know where you stack up in the Darklands...<em>Lord </em>Grimjaw.</strong>