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<blockquote data-quote="Savien" data-source="post: 2562739">A somewhat mischeivous smile alights on the half-elf's face, as he had anticipated a surprised response.&nbsp; &quot;Your name is etched in the rolls in the Hall of Oghma, god of knowledge and bards.&nbsp; All who tell stories and collect them are known to Him,&quot;he replies to her shocked query.&nbsp; &quot;Alas I do not know who wrote it there, so save your thanks for now&quot;Savien happily accepts the offered drink with polite thanks, and says, &quot;The stories I know will mostly be fit for the Book of Mortals, but I have a few that may challenge you as to where they belong, as they may be fit for either, depending on the perspective&quot;&quot;Many are tales of fate. The fate of men and women.&quot;&nbsp; With a merry twinkle in his strange amber eyes he asks, &quot;You do believe in fate?&quot;Looking fondly down at his axe, he replies,&quot;Both are tools that I use in my travels, and both have altered my life.&quot;&nbsp; He raises his gaze and says,&quot;Both also have stories,&nbsp; Stories of fate.&nbsp; My fate.&quot;His deameanor seems light as he sits, but it is obvious that he takes the subject seriously.&nbsp; &quot; In answer to your question,&quot; he says, &quot;the lute rides my back because I chose it, and the axe rides my arm because she chose me.&quot;At this he eases back int his chair and sips his wine.&nbsp; His eyes shine with anticipation over the glass as he awaits the question he knows is coming.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Savien, post: 2562739"] A somewhat mischeivous smile alights on the half-elf's face, as he had anticipated a surprised response. "Your name is etched in the rolls in the Hall of Oghma, god of knowledge and bards. All who tell stories and collect them are known to Him,"he replies to her shocked query. "Alas I do not know who wrote it there, so save your thanks for now" Savien happily accepts the offered drink with polite thanks, and says, "The stories I know will mostly be fit for the Book of Mortals, but I have a few that may challenge you as to where they belong, as they may be fit for either, depending on the perspective" "Many are tales of fate. The fate of men and women." With a merry twinkle in his strange amber eyes he asks, "You do believe in fate?" Looking fondly down at his axe, he replies,"Both are tools that I use in my travels, and both have altered my life." He raises his gaze and says,"Both also have stories, Stories of fate. My fate." His deameanor seems light as he sits, but it is obvious that he takes the subject seriously. " In answer to your question," he says, "the lute rides my back because I chose it, and the axe rides my arm because she chose me." At this he eases back int his chair and sips his wine. His eyes shine with anticipation over the glass as he awaits the question he knows is coming. [/QUOTE]

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