Frey
Rolling to sit up, it's with long fingers and an indulgent expression that Frey continues to enjoy the offering laid out for them, quietly listening to Tal as he speaks and motions to his glaive. The idea is good, they suppose... but clumsy. "Many things would take advantage of that," they remark. "A lot can go wrong with a weapon so unwieldy, especially if you lack the strength to carry it."
And no offence, Tal, but this is Nature Frey, and they know when something has been evolved for strength or, in the courier's case, dexterity. "Have you considered something a little more subtle?" they ask, motioning again to the plate of finely cut morsels. "You are handy with a knife."
And no offence, Tal, but this is Nature Frey, and they know when something has been evolved for strength or, in the courier's case, dexterity. "Have you considered something a little more subtle?" they ask, motioning again to the plate of finely cut morsels. "You are handy with a knife."
