Subject: Virro nodded to his companions. "I shall return momentarily," he said, standing up.
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Posted on: 2017-01-31 02:29:08 UTC

He gestured to Davug, who followed him, but didn't let his guard drop for a moment in regards to the members of the Last Bastion. He would always be on alert, so that Virro didn't have to be. The Elf and the Orc proceeded to the room that contained all the armaments, and Virro looked at Shaban, who had completely failed to do what he was told to. He looked at Davug. "Was he this troublesome when he was alive?"

"Like said: Always was idiot," the Orc replied. Virro sighed. He commanded the zombie to move into the next room and stand sentry, before entering the room himself and searching for a replacement bow. His bodyguard followed suit.

"You need not look for the same thing I am searching for, Davug," the elf said. "I believe I can find one on my own." Davug grunted disbelievingly, but turned to another rack, searching for another weapon for himself.