Edge Lord x Sword Lord B

[1:38 PM] DeltanTheDramatic: The usual edgelord was finally present at camp for once, currently occupying himself by sketching a piece of rubble into a pocket journal. Muttering something about efficiencies, he clearly wasn't paying attention to his surroundings.
[1:42 PM] Tawn: Tawn brought his - admittedly still sheathed - katana up to prod Rowan with. "Best you pay more attention to your surroundings, Rowan, else you're liable to get not only yourself, but the rest of us killed." Tawn glanced over the edgelord's shoulder. "That's quite a fine piece of rubble you're sketching. Mind sharing exactly why you're sketching it? Something on your mind?"
[1:50 PM] DeltanTheDramatic: Rowan scoffed at the distraction of his close friend. "Everyone deserves a diversion now and then. I'm mostly drawing to... collect my thoughts on this whole adventure. Here we are, collecting the legendary weapons used to slay dragons, fending off an invasion from foreign powers... all because I dragged us into helping out that cloddish farmgirl. Ahah, hah, hah..."
[1:54 PM] Tawn: "You realize, ofcourse, 'that cloddish farmgirl' as you're want to call her has a name, and is sitting right over there." Tawn gestured with a nod of his head. "But yes, this is quite something to have dragged us into. I'm still not quite certain what exactly our goals are on this adventure, but when I setoff from home, I certainly never expected this."
[2:01 PM] DeltanTheDramatic: "Thats just the thing though - this has all gone too... perfectly. Every enemy we face seems to have another of these legendary weapons. We easily slice them down, moving from one foe to the next. Sure, we are skilled warriors. But doesn't it all seem odd?"
[2:03 PM] Tawn: "Need I remind you of the near disaster we faced the first time we faced ballistae? And how you left me, on my own, to face most of the enemies ground forces." Tawn replied a hint of ice and venom coming to his voice.
[2:14 PM] DeltanTheDramatic: "Twice have I nearly seen allies die due to my own weakness. You need not remind me, seeing as my own heart does that for me every cursed night." Rowan briefly looked over the piece of rubble before sketching some of the finer details. "I'll ask this then. Will you forgive me, and put your trust in me once more? 'Tis your right to hate and despise me."
[2:17 PM] Tawn: "I've little choice. You're our hardiest remaining flyer, and we'll like as not need you in the battles to come. Just be sure you stick to the agreed upon plans from here on."
[2:26 PM] DeltanTheDramatic: "I'm glad we made this clear. Then I'll just ask that you keep what I'm about to tell you  to yourself. I have a theory about what will happen as we continue to collect more wyrmscourges. And if it ends up being correct, we will lead this world to ruin. Be mindful of how we proceed, commander."
[2:28 PM] Flamy: >Tawn and Rowan have attained a Support Rank of B!