"No happy endings begin with 'It's too quiet... let's keep our eyes open.' Kolvar shifts his rusted blade from the reverse grip in his left hand to his right hand. "Nellie, dear.... where are we headed?"

After passing through the portal and the rush of sheer energy that comes with it. Kolvar takes a brief moment to make sure the sheathed sword is not damaged. As soon as that is taken care of he looks around to see where the others are and aid whoever needs it most, making mental notes of his experie...

OOG -Kolvar

The anticipation of a fight starts to seep slowly into Kolvar's mind. The sound of steel on steel and howls of battle rattles in his head. He shakes his head to dismiss those thoughts. He blankly stares into the distance, relaxing his grip on the hilt of his longsword and slightly shifting his eyes ...

"Well it seems I am involved with this. When do we depart..."

Kolvar's demeanor goes from cheerful to stern at this point.

"Yes what you need is someone whose blades run red with blood, whose eyes blaze with the fury of the sun. I am afraid my days of the sword are behind me. The last time..." Kolvar stops here not finishing his sentence, a wrinkle of grief appears slightly in his face. "Well lets just sa...

"Well I don't know how much help I will be, my blades are rather new and have not seen much battle if that is your problem. However if you require someone to write a biography for you I will be more than happy to oblige."

"Ah the Witch of Winter, If I may call you that. What can I be of service to you for.? I don't really do much except chronicle the stories of my adventures. Or at least I will be, as soon as I find an adventure worth writing about. So far its the usual bandit ands skeleton jobs i've seen so far...

It takes a while before the elf takes note of the two. "Oh my deepest apologies, it seems I have once again gotten absorbed into my novel. Fascinating magic you did there. What do you call yourself my lady and how may I be of assistance?" As he says this he lays down the journal and quill,...

Kolvar opens the door to the inn and looks around with a mildly amused look on his face. "This place looked a little better on the outside. Oh well, good enough for some food and drink." He makes his way a small table and sets himself up in the corner. He pulls out a ratty old journal and ...

Kolvar opens the door to the inn and looks around with a mildly amused look on his face. "This place looked a little better on the outside. Oh well, good enough for some food and drink." He makes his way a small table and sets himself up in the corner. He pulls out a ratty old journal and ...