LOREN
Giving the mental equivalent of a shrug, Loren scratched one leg idly. Why do we have to return to any of the normals we’ve known? I didn’t like that normal anyway. Happy to come up with some new. Something better. There was a great deal of hopeful optimism underneath that thought.
Shifting until he looked as innocent as a honey badger could look, he tried to give the alchemist a ‘who, me?’ look. Then it shifted into a toothy grin. Manticore. Strongest mage I've ever met. Again, I am the one who should be terrified, not you. Thankfully, the threat from the summoner would be removed soon enough. At the other man’s next threat, the Launceleyn’s mind filled with more amusement. Diseased huh? Sounds bad. As a medical student, I think I’m obligated to pump you full of healing magic until everyone is safe from your rabid jaws.
As they wrapped up the last of the mud, Loren raised an eyebrow. Then, he swept into a bow even deeper than the one that Remi had just done. ”It was an honor to be of service.” The slightly teasing tone was gone. In its place was the incredibly formal and polite duke the Launceleyn had been once upon a time.
He straightened up with a gentle smile, though. ”Or we could not keep track, and just call it even. Since...you’ve done quite a bit for me. More than I could ever possibly deserve. So if anyone's in anyone's debt, it's me.” Tilting his head, the smile broadened. ”I’ll take that drink though.” He nodded in thanks, and began to make his way over to the sitting area.
Shifting until he looked as innocent as a honey badger could look, he tried to give the alchemist a ‘who, me?’ look. Then it shifted into a toothy grin. Manticore. Strongest mage I've ever met. Again, I am the one who should be terrified, not you. Thankfully, the threat from the summoner would be removed soon enough. At the other man’s next threat, the Launceleyn’s mind filled with more amusement. Diseased huh? Sounds bad. As a medical student, I think I’m obligated to pump you full of healing magic until everyone is safe from your rabid jaws.
As they wrapped up the last of the mud, Loren raised an eyebrow. Then, he swept into a bow even deeper than the one that Remi had just done. ”It was an honor to be of service.” The slightly teasing tone was gone. In its place was the incredibly formal and polite duke the Launceleyn had been once upon a time.
He straightened up with a gentle smile, though. ”Or we could not keep track, and just call it even. Since...you’ve done quite a bit for me. More than I could ever possibly deserve. So if anyone's in anyone's debt, it's me.” Tilting his head, the smile broadened. ”I’ll take that drink though.” He nodded in thanks, and began to make his way over to the sitting area.
light is precious in a world so dark
begin at the beginning
tell a story. make some light
begin at the beginning
tell a story. make some light
