en-haired man raised his hand to his companions cheek, brow drawn tight. "We cannot do this alone," he started, voice as smooth as syrup, "and thus I must ask you.... for your help." The words spill out before he can second guess them, and the stocky warrior's expression shifts to something unreadable. "How is it you expect me to ever join forces with you, huh?" He replies coldly and tu
Kult: +15
Kull: +10
Total: 25
Ratio: 1.50
Nono keep going, I'm invested.