Lyndon normally touted his runs of good luck, and he actually counted arriving here, in the Quarantine, away from a world recently decimated by demons and fallen angels as part of that. Even if it meant forstalling setting his past to rights, exacting revenge on his brother's murderer, and seeing to it his niece and nephew were cared for, it should have been a nice reprieve.

Apparently the gods had other ideas. On the taller side, but lithe and agile, navigating the flooded streets near the rivers proved to be easy for Lyndon. He'd grown up in the slums of a sea port merchant city, below sea level. His home neighborhood had flooded whenever the weather felt it was time for something potentially shiny and valuable to be swept from the better parts of town through the sewers and into the waiting grasp of the orphans in the slums. It was this mentality that took Lyndon to the river in the first place. Calls to arms were all well and good, and he didn't discredit the threats, making certain to bring his crossbow and plenty of bolts along with him for the trip.

And if he ended up slaying a few little nasties threatening the townsfolk, better for him. Maybe someone would reward him. Two bulbous, mottle-skinned toads with razor-sharp teeth rose out of the flood waters before him as he turned a corner, giving him pause. One lashed out with its sticky, dripping tongue while the others blinked too large eyes at him and hopped off to the right, out of sight. Lyndon skipped backward, hefting his large crossbow from his back as he did so and readying a crossbow bolt the size of a thick arrow, eyes flitting to the fortuitously newly-arrived other person momentarily before a smile touched his lips.

"I'm so glad you arrived!" He looked back toward the toads as the croaked loudly and began their awkward crawl/hopping closer. "Don't look now, but I believe these overgrown toads are looking to eat us. I hope you've got something fancy you can put between them and me. Us, that is."

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