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What seemed to be a small girl took complete control of the room, her voice booming towards the professor who looked upon the group of warriors, wanderers and well-meaners he had amassed for the uncovering of the mysteries of this 'Toad-Temple'. She seemed to take strong action towards the professor, questioning his integrity and reliability in a mission such as this. Which was fair enough of course.
Most of the professors at Elbion were very good at talking. Unlike himself, most of Sparhawk's friends went on to either work for wealthy royalty as court guards, or went on to become professors and Scholars, holing themselves inside of Elbion, learning the Higher-secrets, covering ground that had been trod-on many hundreds of years ago, by many more than a few. Most had never stepped outside of Elbion following their Mastery of the basic arts, and becoming Adepts in their chosen Specialisation. Sparhawk had chosen to search the world and find what he was looking for, which - he knew - was outside the safe, secure walls of the College.
If he was the only one there, he would've done the same as the girl, questioning the man's experience in this field, and whether the mission he was asking the group to embark upon were the words of someone with experience and deep knowledge in the field, or only the latter.
His attention was taken away however, as the hulking Komodi next to him seemed to greet him sweetly, and very kindly;
"Hello, small man, I am Calla. Sister of Nua Nua. I shall endeavour to not let your beautiful staff get broken again. Or your face. Or any of your bones. I have never experienced it myself but I am told it is very painful.”
She held out what he could only describe as a 'hand', scaled and equally large in comparison with her. In all his time meeting Komodi, never had one shaken his hand. Actually, now he thought on it, it had been a long time since someone had simply greeted them out of curtesy and kindness. It warmed Sparhawk, to think someone could show such integrity, when the likelihood was that most were afraid of her, simply for the fact she was a giant in comparison to them.
Equally enthusiastically, he slid his staff back onto his back, and met Calla's hand with both of his, shaking it kindly.
"My name is Sparhawk. It is a true pleasure to meet you, Calla; Sister of Nua Nua." He'd given her, what he had thought, to be the first genuine smile he'd given in quite a while.
Most of the professors at Elbion were very good at talking. Unlike himself, most of Sparhawk's friends went on to either work for wealthy royalty as court guards, or went on to become professors and Scholars, holing themselves inside of Elbion, learning the Higher-secrets, covering ground that had been trod-on many hundreds of years ago, by many more than a few. Most had never stepped outside of Elbion following their Mastery of the basic arts, and becoming Adepts in their chosen Specialisation. Sparhawk had chosen to search the world and find what he was looking for, which - he knew - was outside the safe, secure walls of the College.
If he was the only one there, he would've done the same as the girl, questioning the man's experience in this field, and whether the mission he was asking the group to embark upon were the words of someone with experience and deep knowledge in the field, or only the latter.
His attention was taken away however, as the hulking Komodi next to him seemed to greet him sweetly, and very kindly;
"Hello, small man, I am Calla. Sister of Nua Nua. I shall endeavour to not let your beautiful staff get broken again. Or your face. Or any of your bones. I have never experienced it myself but I am told it is very painful.”
She held out what he could only describe as a 'hand', scaled and equally large in comparison with her. In all his time meeting Komodi, never had one shaken his hand. Actually, now he thought on it, it had been a long time since someone had simply greeted them out of curtesy and kindness. It warmed Sparhawk, to think someone could show such integrity, when the likelihood was that most were afraid of her, simply for the fact she was a giant in comparison to them.
Equally enthusiastically, he slid his staff back onto his back, and met Calla's hand with both of his, shaking it kindly.
"My name is Sparhawk. It is a true pleasure to meet you, Calla; Sister of Nua Nua." He'd given her, what he had thought, to be the first genuine smile he'd given in quite a while.