Brandon Bor


Brandon looks faintly exasperated.

"Daylight? I don't know if you noticed, but we were -indoors-."

"In any case, I don't like being forced to choose between suicidal charges and looking like a coward by abandoning my companions to their folly."

"Now. I want your promise, your vow to the Immortals, that you will never again try to convince anyone else to go into battle with poor odds unless you YOURSELF lead from the front."


Brandon's voice is soft and his tone is mild but his eyes are cold as he stares expectantly at Talsarios.