Kaisel
Don't need a sign, nothing divine's gonna save me
Kaisel's hand reached back to pull absently at his neck, and a frown tugged at the corners of his mouth. "No, sir. I'm a newer recruit," he tried to explain, feeling suddenly very underprepared. "That's why I'm on a quest with Safrin, I realize how badly I need to gear up." he smiled nervously as his hand dropped back to his side, moving with his words every so often as he tried to clarify and apologize simultaneously. "I'd be grateful for anything I could borrow while I'm here. I'll happily put in work behind scenes to pay off anything I scratch up or bend," he reassures, the act of scrubbing dishes or other menial labor chores not an uncustomary task for him. Low ranks always get the shit duties.
He can swear the solemn man just smiled, but it also could have been a trick of the light. Kaisel squinted, trying to discern it, but with a sentence Deimos turned and began to stride away. "Yeah, I can help you with your quest too!" Kaisel exclaims as he scurries after him, having to take a few hurried steps to catch back up. He's relieved that he might be of some use to the Resurrected Sword in return. Maybe then he wouldn't even have to wash dishes!
At the equipment splayed out, Kaisel leans around Deimos to take a look, glancing up at him. "So, maybe I should grab a shield and some armor for your wind, and try at a sword on your armor?" If he's got it right, then he'll gear up, favoring the lighter armor pieces over the heavier ones.
He can swear the solemn man just smiled, but it also could have been a trick of the light. Kaisel squinted, trying to discern it, but with a sentence Deimos turned and began to stride away. "Yeah, I can help you with your quest too!" Kaisel exclaims as he scurries after him, having to take a few hurried steps to catch back up. He's relieved that he might be of some use to the Resurrected Sword in return. Maybe then he wouldn't even have to wash dishes!
At the equipment splayed out, Kaisel leans around Deimos to take a look, glancing up at him. "So, maybe I should grab a shield and some armor for your wind, and try at a sword on your armor?" If he's got it right, then he'll gear up, favoring the lighter armor pieces over the heavier ones.
Here only the strong survive
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
