Tal just assumed that his weapon's impact was the reason for Edmund's grimace, but the answer he got wasn't the simple one-word career choice he'd been expecting. "Oh shit, really?" His 'tactful' reaction ended with a grunt as he lifted the haft of the axe and twisted his hips to catch the corseque on his own weapon's shaft. The upside was that he stopped the incoming attack fairly easily.
The downside was that he couldn't really swing his axe now.
He solved the conundrum by taking a step forward, sliding his axe along the corseque's shaft and then kicking out with his other foot, attempting to plant his boot in Edmund's chest and shove the young guildmaster back and away in an aggressive disengagement.
"So y'mean y'used t'be... human?" That... that was literally what Edmund had just implied, Tal. But the courier wanted to make sure he was understanding exactly what the Ancient meant. "An' you've really met th'new goddess?"
The downside was that he couldn't really swing his axe now.
He solved the conundrum by taking a step forward, sliding his axe along the corseque's shaft and then kicking out with his other foot, attempting to plant his boot in Edmund's chest and shove the young guildmaster back and away in an aggressive disengagement.
"So y'mean y'used t'be... human?" That... that was literally what Edmund had just implied, Tal. But the courier wanted to make sure he was understanding exactly what the Ancient meant. "An' you've really met th'new goddess?"
