Cato: He wipes his forehead with his handkerchief feeling the fever rise again. He clears his throat "let's continue then" he says looking at the priest
Nickatrols the city for a while and then goes home and changes into my usual attire and goes to the gladiator arena-
Fae: Smiles softly and gently places my hand on his shoulder in a friendly gesture. "You were not fully to blame. I was the one that shouted," Pauses to think "You are forgiven Alexander."
Nick:-forges armour and dyes it black with ashes and makes a helmet with a black mane and crafts a new black shield -