Glorious, glorious combat! But apparently, I am a Saxon. Shock, horror! Who would have thought it?
* Ravier flicks the sarcasm switch off.
Anyway, I'm still waiting for someone to take Ravier down for good. Come on, you know you want to. Put a bounty on him.. that witch of a Marshal of yours (I don't care to remember her name) put one on Gregor, after all..
Oh. And just for the record, to those of you throwing insults at my character - he's the firebrand of the family. Reckless and very hotheaded. A zealot, if you will. He's still in his prime though, assuming he lives through this he will one day calm down. But not any time soon, I reckon.