[ME] just the way of things

He remained stoic where he stood in his grey uniform beside Ashetta and listened. His eyes flickered across every face in the room, remembering some and committing new ones to memory. He tried to let the sight of Alistair and his new mask not take a toll on his psyche, but he couldn’t help the feathering of his jaw at the sight of the mask.       The name Ludo rang through his mind, having heard it from Remi and at the festival where he last faced his dead Master and his numerous victims. He didn’t want to move, remaining statuesque where he and Ashe has occupied, choosing not to follow her into the conversation.       He hadn’t personally faced the spire demon, or whatever it was called, so he didn’t have any information to add to it, but he was a fighter and a damned good one at that. He had a fast mount thanks to Kysma, he had a sword able to cut through anything thanks to Remi, and his magic was pretty effective, able to literally change the molecular structure of anything inorganic. So, if the rumors about the creature’s inside are true, he just might be able to lend a hand there. KALT