Grim Views

Grim

Sorry for my absence, not soon after I sent word seeking to join your ranks I took call to a quest handed to me from a good friend. The two of us are skilled at what we do but together I think our arrogance makes us weak. Mid quest we got ambushed. We fended them off best we could and funneled them into a small cavern so they could not attack us from all angles. *sly grin* apparently they did not care much for the hassle we gave them and smashed the cavern entrance in. *an embarrassed look beams slightly on Devalins face as he attempts to keep his pose* Alas... we obviously managed to find our way back, it took longer then expected as natural we felt the need to slay them, all of them, even woman and child alike.

Anaie finds the file stuffed in a drawer in the guildhall and pulls out the appliation.

"Dis one is pokin' 'is 'ead around again. Was pesterin' me about bein in some kind o' trouble or sumtin, as if I really care... and dat 'e still wanted ta be Grim" the rogue yelled through the Hall, even though no one was around. She then set the application back on top of the pile on the High Inquisitor's desk.

She popped the green dripping demon eye back in her mouth and stepped into the shadows, leaving the work for someone else.