You were always good to have around, and eager for a scrap. The one thing I didn't like was that last day, when I called a fight with the Invoker, and you jumped in. I was torn between simply fleeing the fight, or rescuing the invoker and tearing into you for pissing all over my honor like that.

In the end my fondness for you won out over my burning need to be a prick, and things worked out alright for everyone. Well, except the invoker.

Good luck with the next, I hope we run into each other again.