"I need someone to fill me in with the current state of things." He says to himself as he makes his way to the Seshtau manor. *Looking down at the ragged favor hanging from his sword belt.* "And maybe a new favor. One thing at a time Blodwulf, one thing at a time. Just make it to the damn mansion"
Blodwulf makes his way to the Seshtau embassy in Volaire. When he reaches thr outside, the ward is lowered. He steps inside and sees a familiar horned purple figure sitting at the desk with his clawed feet resting on top.
*Walking in, visibly exhausted and dirty" Hey, Max. Not in the mood for any smartass things, let me get my self together and clean and then we can roast each other. *Not breaking pace, Blodwulf keeps walking"
Blodwulf makes his way to the back were the barracks are located. A few recruits are in their bunks asleep, but not many. For the most part it is pretty empty.
*Whispering a few expletives under his voice* "Fucking recruits."
*Walking to the end of the barracks and opening a door leading to his small room* Another class of these fools being led to slaughter. He says to himself while hanging his sword belt and armor on a mannequin. *Flopping onto his small bed* It's good to be home, though. I will admit
