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<blockquote data-quote="GoodKingJayIII" data-source="post: 1331599" data-attributes="member: 13804">Staeven Myleron, human male Ft 5/AnnKn 7Staeven watches the events transpire after the man Sebastian makes his... &quot;request.&quot;&nbsp; The others look quiet, perhaps a bit restless, and unnerved by the varying presences within the room.&nbsp; His High Righteousness looks perturbed by the man Sebastian's forwardness, and Galdaron is clearly unhappy.Always aware of Lyssia's racial heritage, he says or does little in reaction to it.&nbsp; Orshallan would not knowingly partner us with a warrior of darkness, he muses, and this one seems different from any other Fey'ri I've encountered.&nbsp; This fighting will get us nowhere...------------------------------------------------------------Finally recognizing the unassuming man who originally sat on the floor, Staeven can barely conceal his excitement and wonder at the presence of a living saint.&nbsp; Careful not to offend, he keeps the excitement to himself.&nbsp; There will be another, better time for giddiness and theological discussion.&quot;Lady Sylinda and... Saint Norin are right,&quot; he says, after a moment of hesitation, &quot;There is work to be done, and little time for squabble or concern for reward.&nbsp; While a test of abilities would be useful, do we really have time for swordplay and archery contests?&quot;&nbsp; He sighs, running a hand through carefully-combed hair.&nbsp; &quot;We know our own specialties well enough.&nbsp; I think formulating a plan might be the best course of action.&nbsp; I imagine time is against us in this endeavor.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GoodKingJayIII, post: 1331599, member: 13804"] [b]Staeven Myleron, human male Ft 5/AnnKn 7[/b] Staeven watches the events transpire after the man Sebastian makes his... "request." The others look quiet, perhaps a bit restless, and unnerved by the varying presences within the room. His High Righteousness looks perturbed by the man Sebastian's forwardness, and Galdaron is clearly unhappy. Always aware of Lyssia's racial heritage, he says or does little in reaction to it. [I]Orshallan would not knowingly partner us with a warrior of darkness,[/I] he muses, [I]and this one seems different from any other Fey'ri I've encountered. This fighting will get us nowhere...[/I] ------------------------------------------------------------ Finally recognizing the unassuming man who originally sat on the floor, Staeven can barely conceal his excitement and wonder at the presence of a living saint. Careful not to offend, he keeps the excitement to himself. There will be another, better time for giddiness and theological discussion. "Lady Sylinda and... Saint Norin are right," he says, after a moment of hesitation, "There is work to be done, and little time for squabble or concern for reward. While a test of abilities would be useful, do we really have time for swordplay and archery contests?" He sighs, running a hand through carefully-combed hair. "We know our own specialties well enough. I think formulating a plan might be the best course of action. I imagine time is against us in this endeavor." [/QUOTE]

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