The Goddess Liberators (IC)

[Ascy]

Davion

The tiefling watches the entire discussion without saying a word, taking in all the information - said and unsaid. His right arm is propped upon the head of a bust nearby, probably depicting a saint, Davion couldn't tell.
He is clad in a deep purple vest worn over a poet's shirt, white and embroidered with vines of gold. His tight green pants are tucked into a huge pair of boots that are shined so well they almost seem to glow.
Nice.. fanatical knights, vengeful sorcerers, drow.. this is going to be fun.

With a flowing movement, he throws his colorful striped cloak over his back and asks in a high, almost melodic voice:

"So, we are to hunt down five supercharged, probably mad, definitely dangerous adventurers; well, that sounds entertaining, but.. what's in it for us?"

His red eyes dart between all the people present in the room, his eyebrows raised.