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LELAND GAUNT

The Crab takes him to one side, and talks to him.

"Let me be frank, I am not entirely sure why you were promoted to this position, it would seem the person in charge of recruiting the personal guard suddenly bought up your name shortly before the battle begun and assured us of your prowess. Honestly, the first three were good picks with solid reputations, and we didn't have time to argue about it. Suffice to say, if you don't live up to your job to the uptmost of your ability, Demon, the rest of your life will probably be short and very uncomfortable.

As to who you are fighting, it is a group of villains who have stolen the powers of the rift. Your job is not to engage the Rift Wielder directly, as that would likely result in your death, but to assist in taking down their supporters while Lord Vengeance engages the powers himself."
Well here was a fine ironic twist Gaunt could appreciate. Fight the group of people he came in for whatever this mysterious rift was about. Admittedly he hadn't gotten to know many of them well and as a rule he usually didn't give a damn about other people anyway. However he also didn't think anything positive (for him at least) could come of this Vengeance-clone succeeding. Most annoyingly, death seemed to be waiting for him on either end. Either "fail" his job here or attack the others and probably face a slow-roasting death from that Eudial woman.

Gaunt also decided he didn't much care for the attitude of this creature talking to him.

"I see," Gaunt said, his eyes narrowing. "Well if my duties are currently limited to standing around this room then no doubt I could perform them admirably. Somehow I doubt that's what going to happen though so maybe we could just cut to the chase. It seems as if all hell has broken loose already."