Lungworth

From the strained tone of her voice, the logic in her words, and the fanaticism in her brazen, half-asleep eyes, it was clear that she was completely insane. However, nothing less could be expected from the Butcher of Baldur. Lester didn't find anything in the faces of those present that was worth paying attention to, but he couldn't help but be amused by the charade between Gulveig of Baldur and her henchman. From the outside, it might seem as if a random mercenary was setting a good example for the others and proceeding with the appropriate procedures for acceptance, breaking the ice of distrust among the group, but this could only deceive someone who was unaware that they had been rehearsing this for a long time behind the scenes. Smiling at this thought, Vargas almost missed the moment when Gulveig of Baldur approached him. "Night Blade of the West and East..." he said casually, looking away and displaying an expression of disinterested, lazy professionalism. "I'm the one who does the job well," he added, stepping up and locking eyes with Gulveig of Baldur, pulling back half of his cloak, revealing Widowmaker and Boarcleaver, and patting them with his hand. Gulveig of Baldur's eyes showed no understanding, which gave them a rather menacing look at that moment, so he added: "Special operations, reconnaissance, counterintelligence... elimination."