Both men wore Studded Leather Armor. One had two Daggers hanging from his waist, while the other carried a Longbow on his back. They looked like twin brothers; both had the same slender, somewhat gaunt build.
"Don't talk about women, you idiots," Ham said with a yawn.
'Always talking about women on the job. It's one of humanity's many failings.'
'Not that Ham minded. If it weren't for that, Hell's total productivity would probably drop by a fifth.'
The vanguard snapped, "Tell your red-skinned monkey to shut it, Evil Mage!"
"I'm afraid I must refuse. My Familiar is the second-smartest person here."
The Evil Mage gave a sinister chuckle. "This mission has nothing to do with women. First, we ask the guy if he's willing to join us. If not, we kill him and take the Half-plate Armor."
