"Yeah, definitely saw a brand of some kind," said Wre'kesa, nodding to himself as he answered Vithar's first question. Idly, he noticed Warwick talking to her horse off to the side. Eh. "I doubt that anyone knows if there's anyone training them. I heard them shout something about a "evil pride" or something like that; it's likely that everyone here thinks they're hell beasts sent to terrorize them."
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{Wre'kesa Idle Animation}
Wre'kesa sat on the edge of the building's roof and pulled out an oiled rag. He began to clean his crossbow of any grit or dust, making sure that all the constituent parts slid smoothly to ensure maximum efficiency.
{end Wre'kesa Idle Animation}