11-30-2014, 10:47 PM
Dumb founded and slack jawed Fawklin looked on as his dagger was dangling in mid air, as soon as the grip on the dagger loosened his reflexes kicked in and snatched it back. "Huh I bet you attract alot of women with magic like that." He can control air, and wasn't malicious or angry. Turning around looking over into the fountain searching for Yemukefu beneath the water. "Well Maglin is the second largest city in Stentar, it's kind of nice I never really went to the slums all to often but I've heard things about them. The city has been around for hundreds of generations." He spots his sword glistening in the water just out of arms reach. Turning back around he continued, "I assumed you were a monk because they were known to wear robes and strange talismans like your metal thing you got there." pointing at Gherron's waist. "My father was considered by most to be the top swordsman in Maglin because they just feared him....But Varen, my master was the true number one because he used more than just pure force."
Fawklin looked back to the fountain, turned and jump in, the water was thigh high and pleasantly cool. "You said your master was the best too. I must say, you are a good liar I couldn't feel it or hear it in your voice." Fawklin reaches down with a splash and grabs Yemukefu and drew it pointing towards Gherron. "No apprentice would travel without his tools."
Fawklin looked back to the fountain, turned and jump in, the water was thigh high and pleasantly cool. "You said your master was the best too. I must say, you are a good liar I couldn't feel it or hear it in your voice." Fawklin reaches down with a splash and grabs Yemukefu and drew it pointing towards Gherron. "No apprentice would travel without his tools."