05-03-2017, 03:26 AM
(05-02-2017, 02:33 PM)Nacesh Wrote: The sorcerous spearman, who's been quiet so far (in a feeble attempt to keep the foul taste of stench out of his mouth) speaks up,
"He contributes to our success as a warrior and and not as a janitor," he says, accentuating the pronoun in an informative manner, by no means in an attempt to be lecturing or unpolite. "Nacesh is the name, by the way."
Forge is puzzled by the terms the frogman, Agloval, used. Sheen? Machine? Perhaps Agloval hadn't heard that the warforged were granted their freedom and recognition as sentient beings. "Thank you, Nacesh. Cleaning was my first duty. I still know how. Weapons work better when they are well maintained." He looks down at his crusty and worn body and the rest of the bloodied group. He was in need of maintenance and the others looked so as well. "Commander Selina, I am in need of repairs."