Are
The compliment should've made him smile, but it made the fact hit home. That he had, as a matter of fact, taken sides in a battle he barely even knew existed. Brash, perhaps, but Are was stubborn enough to see it through to whatever end came of it. He had made his move, and making the best of things was his M.O.
"Yes, I am just a cobbler after all." a humor-less laugh emphasized exactly how he felt about the whole thing. Overwhelmed, a tiny man caught up in something much bigger than himself. Something that would push him to his breaking point, and beyond if he didn't make damn sure to be as prepared as he ever would be.
Nervously he fingered the head of the axe at his side, the only weapon he'd ever actually used besides a few swings at mind ghosts and fleeting shadows. "A fighter, eh?" he looked up from his belt and nodded as he tried the word on for size. "Never was much of one, but I'll need to be." he stated dryly, getting up and dusting himself off once again.
"Yes, I am just a cobbler after all." a humor-less laugh emphasized exactly how he felt about the whole thing. Overwhelmed, a tiny man caught up in something much bigger than himself. Something that would push him to his breaking point, and beyond if he didn't make damn sure to be as prepared as he ever would be.
Nervously he fingered the head of the axe at his side, the only weapon he'd ever actually used besides a few swings at mind ghosts and fleeting shadows. "A fighter, eh?" he looked up from his belt and nodded as he tried the word on for size. "Never was much of one, but I'll need to be." he stated dryly, getting up and dusting himself off once again.
