"Brother, how are you?"
"I'm fine, nephew, its okay!"
I was probing Sukrucuk, who had been beaten for about an hour every ten minutes, but the answer had never changed.
What had become of our tank, from the man who said from where to where, when he got his first talent, "So, now they're going to hit me all the time, won't I do something?"
He was resisting the kick and slap attacks of the Fallen all around him with his armor, shield, talent, and steel will.
A few mobs stopped beating him and attacked us repeatedly, but we were not Sukrucuk; we were killing them as they came.
We had 20 quests to enter the House of Pain, and the completion deadline was ten days. We've done some Passive Ability quests since we've found the place for our Burning Man and Burning Woman slash quest, but it's time to hit the road.
"Elenora, now!"
