my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Smirking, Amun chuckled at Edwyn's rejoinder. "That's not red wine in your goblet. And that's all I'll say on that matter." Winking, the potter found himself smiling as the writer explained what he had and had not taken away from his experience as an Ascended. "Helped how? Has your writing changed now without those distractions." The guild master found himself leaning towards the other man.
Amun shrugged at Edwyn's comment. "Serves them right if they haven't bound themselves properly for a fight." Grinning, the potter shrugged once more at the writer's question. "My advice? Don't get into a fight with them at all. And if you have to, run away and live to fight another day." The guild master waggled his eyebrows, though he would actually stand by his advice. It was what he'd done before he'd gotten stronger in Caido and he felt no shame in that.
No tricks: the other man would have no trouble retrieving his sword from Amun. When the writer protested that he wasn't flexible enough, the potter shook his head. "Maybe not yet, but that's why we're working on it, right?" As the other man stumbled forward and his blade plunged towards the guild master, his eyes widened. He wasn't quite quick enough to step out of the way, and the blunt point of the sword slammed into Amun's shoulder with what would've been bruising force, if he bruised.
Growling a bit, he activated his upgrade again. The sword in his hand shifted into a rod, which he brought up from below with both hands to shove Edwyn's blade away. Amun used enough force to try and actually shove the writer off balance or disarm him when the potter's new weapon hit.
Amun shrugged at Edwyn's comment. "Serves them right if they haven't bound themselves properly for a fight." Grinning, the potter shrugged once more at the writer's question. "My advice? Don't get into a fight with them at all. And if you have to, run away and live to fight another day." The guild master waggled his eyebrows, though he would actually stand by his advice. It was what he'd done before he'd gotten stronger in Caido and he felt no shame in that.
No tricks: the other man would have no trouble retrieving his sword from Amun. When the writer protested that he wasn't flexible enough, the potter shook his head. "Maybe not yet, but that's why we're working on it, right?" As the other man stumbled forward and his blade plunged towards the guild master, his eyes widened. He wasn't quite quick enough to step out of the way, and the blunt point of the sword slammed into Amun's shoulder with what would've been bruising force, if he bruised.
Growling a bit, he activated his upgrade again. The sword in his hand shifted into a rod, which he brought up from below with both hands to shove Edwyn's blade away. Amun used enough force to try and actually shove the writer off balance or disarm him when the potter's new weapon hit.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
