Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage
Rystil
[SBLOCK]*Lying back and relaxing as Aspasia massages him, Tiberius listens to the sweet musical language as he watches her lips closely.*
It is indeed a beautiful language, I hope I can do it justice, he thinks as he listens and watches, If nothing else I will be able to listen.
*As he begins to learn and repeat the words and phrases, he notices that the language does sound different coming from him. More earthy, perhaps losing a little of it’s sweetness, but it still holds it’s musical quality, and although not yet flowing as he stumbles over a few words it makes a pleasant counterpoint to Aspasia’s own speech.*[/SBLOCK]