I see... Perhaps you could show me your swordplay sometime, to make things interesting here. In my world, we are at war, but I would not mind seeing what you are capable of.
[They begin to reach the village where the flour needs to be placed, and Astralin doesn't hesitate to put down the sack of flour with ease. Both his shoulders rolling forward to stretch out his muscles so they don't become sore. After all, they still had crates to carry after this, and he can't help but look over at Mlynar once he speaks. His head tilted to the side in thought, as he begins to genuinely open up to the man in front of him.
After all, he's been kind, despite touching him at first. He could look past that, given how similar the two seemed to be in personality...]
As I stated earlier, we are at war. A woman back home has begun to kill off our species to absorb our powers. When she is not actively hunting us, she sends assassins. My... Bloodline is well known in our village as being quite powerful. Thus the assassins.
[For a moment, he looks over his shoulder, before trailing his gaze back in thought.]
A sparring match, hm? I have not sparred with anyone outside of my husband and my wife, but certainly... A match may be in order. But first, as you said before... A meal is in order. I am quite famished since arriving here.
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[They begin to reach the village where the flour needs to be placed, and Astralin doesn't hesitate to put down the sack of flour with ease. Both his shoulders rolling forward to stretch out his muscles so they don't become sore. After all, they still had crates to carry after this, and he can't help but look over at Mlynar once he speaks. His head tilted to the side in thought, as he begins to genuinely open up to the man in front of him.
After all, he's been kind, despite touching him at first. He could look past that, given how similar the two seemed to be in personality...]
As I stated earlier, we are at war. A woman back home has begun to kill off our species to absorb our powers. When she is not actively hunting us, she sends assassins. My... Bloodline is well known in our village as being quite powerful. Thus the assassins.
[For a moment, he looks over his shoulder, before trailing his gaze back in thought.]
A sparring match, hm? I have not sparred with anyone outside of my husband and my wife, but certainly... A match may be in order. But first, as you said before... A meal is in order. I am quite famished since arriving here.