[i]A skilled warrior with a metal jaw. Sounds quite distinct.[/i] "I ought to pay him a visit then. Lana, can you tell me one more thing about this Damien of yours? Is he skilled with a blade? I believe I have grown a tad bit rusty, so to speak." Truth be told, Lucien was anything but rusty. But man still believed that he was and thought that a constant routine of combat sharpened his senses. It was not a feat of strength to him, just his modest standards. Besides, what better way to acquaint oneself with another than by combat?