Xistund
Member
Vance smiled a bit hearing the guards talk about there group, putty meet hand, hand mold putty. He looked at the guards as the spoke, gave nods and even chuckled about the sexy leader part. "Oh yea, and who is this oh so sexy leader, she just might be my type?" He said fishing for a tad more info, he really didn't find the idea of the group appealing in its own form but he might be able to use them for his own goals. Technology advancements are all well and good but, if they really wanted to make things better you have to make people work hard for it. Strife in of itself is not a bad thing, it makes the weak strong and turns a mob into a trained fighting force. These men don't know how to suffer for there work.