starter for @prcspero.
where: we're out and aboot ( post hero's unite, we're still on da battlefield ! )
when: current timeline
note: battle boyfwends
Lothar was no longer propelled by the rage of any barbarian brew and the barbarian, now relatively normal in stature, walked up behind Prospero and placed a firm hand on his shoulder. He needed such tangibility, to know the other was not about to fall through the floorboards again and be swept to some hellish lands, and though the battle had been finished, there was still much to be done towards Iskaldrik's salvation. If there was anything worth salvaging in such destitute lands, pilfered by Aetherian magic and destroyed further by what gods had trampled here. Prospero looked.... well, the other had better days, but Lothar smacked him - a tamed action considering his typical strength - lightly on the shoulder and mustered a grin, "Ready for what's next?"
