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 Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 9:05 pm
Sighing, Jalarant rose to his feet and cracked his back audibly. Ugh, didn't do too well for himself to be crouched over for so long.
"Mmmmh, naw. Was born in a mining hold a bit away from here." Jalarant said. "Only got searched about... Three years past? 'Bout the age you are now, I think." He gave the young rider a second look. Eh, probably. "And you? Where did you hail from?"
Ah, now came the unsure Jalarant. Did he continue to talk? Did he excuse himself and run to somewhere where he wouldn't have to talk to someone? Choices, choices....
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 10:08 am
“Just a nearby hold. Searched a few months ago.” He rose and swatted the dirt from his knees with stiff motions. “I was a leatherworking apprentice before that. Been trying to keep up practicing, but…” He blinked and looked over Jalarant’s head, cool eyes growing even more distant. After a short moment he blinked and licked his lips. “Lerath’s waking up and he’s hungry. I have to go. My name’s V’al. It was good meeting you…” Drawn by Lerath’s complaints, he was already starting to move away, but he paused, waiting for the other boy’s name before disappearing. He wanted to remember this candidate. He seemed a decent sort, a bit curious too.
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