Jayce was one of a kind, and he was a big fan of fighting too. Sometimes at least. And after the fight against some Zaunites, he decided didn’t actually want to be part of all this. But he was too deep in that shit anyway.

He was on his way to walk away, some Zaunite guy was standing at the door, his arms crossed and head lowered, he looked like he was talking to someone else as well. He whispered something about ‘That hammer guy?’ and when Jayce looked over at him, at you, he stopped in his tracks. “What was that?”