RE: Wings of Fury 2
07-01-2021, 01:30 AM
Grok smiles at Rozenn's determination, quickly producing a pencil from a pouch on his hip. He tears a page from the notebook he always carries and begins writing hurriedly.
"That's quite noble of you! Maybe instead of singing Sir Henri's praises I can stick around and try to help the locals rebuild and plant new crops. That'd probably be a better use of my talents than watching an epic battle I'm not supposed to take part in. Though since I'm here, I guess I shouldn't abandon the good Sir. If nothing else, I'd like to at least get a look at the beast, maybe even commit its likeness to paper."
His ears and his nose have both alerted him to the bowl of soup being passed around and praised unanimously. He quirks an eyebrow for a moment, before returning to writing.
"What about you? It sounds like this is your first time in Chunadie. Once the fighting is over, are you planning on staying nearby?"
Once he's finished, he quietly folds his page and slides it down the table to Rozenn. He then turns his attention to Holek, waving to get his attention.
"Good to meet you, friend," Grok declares, hand outstretched. "I couldn't help but hearing a few of our companions raving over your cooking....I don't suppose you have any more tasty morsels you'd be willing to let us try?"
"That's quite noble of you! Maybe instead of singing Sir Henri's praises I can stick around and try to help the locals rebuild and plant new crops. That'd probably be a better use of my talents than watching an epic battle I'm not supposed to take part in. Though since I'm here, I guess I shouldn't abandon the good Sir. If nothing else, I'd like to at least get a look at the beast, maybe even commit its likeness to paper."
His ears and his nose have both alerted him to the bowl of soup being passed around and praised unanimously. He quirks an eyebrow for a moment, before returning to writing.
"What about you? It sounds like this is your first time in Chunadie. Once the fighting is over, are you planning on staying nearby?"
Once he's finished, he quietly folds his page and slides it down the table to Rozenn. He then turns his attention to Holek, waving to get his attention.
"Good to meet you, friend," Grok declares, hand outstretched. "I couldn't help but hearing a few of our companions raving over your cooking....I don't suppose you have any more tasty morsels you'd be willing to let us try?"