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The half-elf, admittedly touched that Ermengarde pointed the distant spectacle out to him first, was quick to pick up his pace towards the strange oasis. Where there were trees, there was shade; Where there was shade, there was salvation from that most damnable sun. "My Gods, that is the second...

Morgan let out a light, charming laugh, silencing it with a balled fist. How flattering it was that Ermengarde would ask if he had funds! He had been living the life of a wandering hermit for months, and it wasn't often he could afford a bed for the night, let alone fund an expedition. "Well, I...

Morgan was one of the final members to board the rowboats, for he spent a fair amount of the morning tending to his equipment. One could never be certain what threats awaited in an entirely foreign land, and the half-elf wasn't willing to risk his life and limb to be the one who uncovers a...

Morgan threw up his hands in facetious surrender, giving Ermengarde an open grin. "Never said you couldn't defend yourself. Hell, you've proven quite readily you're more than keen on that. No, no, it's like you said - Managing a ship must be tough work." He shrugged, upturning his palms to the...

Morgan kept his hands folded at his front in a polite display as their food was brought forth, resisting the salivating scent until Ermengarde would take the first bite. "Well, I would wager there's some accord to be struck here. You need someone capable of daring acts of swashbuckling...

Morgan couldn't help but cock an eyebrow, leaning back in his seats as their drinks arrived. His arms crossed over his chest, and a charming smile returned to its home across his features. "You'll show me tomorrow? Awfully presumptuous of you, though I do like where your mind's at." The duelist...

Morgan relaxed back into his seat as she spoke, bring his left ankle up to rest on his opposite knee in a very Renaissance-Painting-esque sort of repose. When she leaned in, however, his piqued interest regarded him to do the same, resting his elbows against the table with his feet firmly on the...

Morgan sat elegantly, as if making every motion graceful was as natural as breathing; What he didn't let on, however, was that making actions look effortless took a whole awful lot of effort. He watched Ermengarde wave off one of their fellow competitors, nodding politely in the stranger's...

Morgan muttered a relinquishing tune, nodding and never quite losing his grin. "Yes, yes- The adventurer's life it is." Without any more remarks on the half-elf's part, the pair made it into the warm light of the tavern. The entire room was busied by the early night's crowd, and Morgan...

The half-elf couldn't help but crack a grin at Ermengarde's comment-- A fox? Really? Well, foxes had their own sort of roguish charm about them, so he'd have to take it. "That's a kind way to put it, my lady. I believe the hedge knight's creed starts, 'I come from dirt and a bastard's birth'...

Morgan gave a long, high whistle as Ermengarde recounted him with the tale of her upbringing. Raising seven sons must have been hard on her parents, but being raised with seven brothers must have been its own kind of hellish. "Well, I'd wager you made the right choice. Noble's sons tend to be...

"That, my friend, sounds marvelous." The young duelist had managed to shrug off his hunger for much of the day, but as the sun got lower, his body's needs got harder ignore. The promise of chicken roast, let alone the best chicken roast, was enough to make him pick up the pace as they went off...

Morgan met Ermengarde's awkward fumble with a charming smile, one eyebrow cocked. His dominant hand rested gracefully at his hip while his other arm hung loose at his side, not unlike the other duelist's. "Oh? I thought I bet in your favor, but..." The half-elf trailed off, slowly staring to...

Morgan sat dead-center of the crowd, peering over the gathered mass of onlookers from a way's back into the fold. He gave a sharp nod, smiling broadly at Ermengarde's continued victories and giving her a wave. If nothing else, watching other competitors lose to the one-armed duelist helped the...

Morgan took two steps of his own before Ermengarde spoke again, believing their interaction to be done as they both left to never see the other again. Instead, he stopped in his tracks and half turned towards her. "Well, the other combatants will no doubt underestimate you," he said, brow...