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"Well, if you feel you'll be all right," Evon said with a somewhat hesitant shrug. He shrugged again when Gan asked him what his expertise way in, giving his reply softly in a wry tone. "Well, I'm not really an expert at anything, I'll admit - I'm afraid I've traveled without ever choosing one thing or another to focus on. I learned some carpentry from my father, and I'm a half-decent artist, but I suppose those don't matter here unless the lizardmen want to barter information for footstools. I know which end of my sword to stick in the other fellow, and sometimes I can even convince that fellow to just drop the issue before there's any blood on the ground - I'm pretty good at that, actually. Really though, it's a bit of this and a bit of that. You yourself are a man of the sword, I think I can safely assume?"
When he heard Anne talking about the weakness of the creature's body, he turned to her and said, in a friendly manner, "You know, you may be right - I'm not sure I'd want to go swimming with something that big, though. Besides, maybe it just can't come on land." Nodding to Tamora, he added, "I'd also be wary of bringing a torch - if that creature comes it could probably just splash out the flame, but the fire might lure something else to you. By the way, I don't believe I know your name..." He trailed off, assuming Tamora would introduce herself.
She did.
[Armen asked me to add in the last line to avoid a one-word post.]
[ 01-23-2007, 01:30 PM: Message edited by: Encard ]
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