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Post by dragon on Jun 2, 2009 14:43:01 GMT -5
"Well ... no one that I'm currently aware of, at any rate." Emoyan agreed. People who didn't want flitters generally didn't tend to go out of thier way to impress one. That, and people with that sort of personality streak tended to stay where they were: in the North. Or so Emoyan hoped. The North was a rough place to be, and he didn't blame anyone for abandoning ship. He was glad to be out of that spot himself, even if he didn't sometimes wonder if Kindrith would still be alive today had he stayed put.
That was an unfair thought, though ... what with active warring up there, it was highly likely that Kindrith - and himself - would have died quite a bit sooner. One just never knew about these things.
"Woe is the Candidate that misses lessons." Emoyan countered, well aware she was being dramatic for the shells of it. "After all, you don't want to get chased off the sands by an angry Queen because you didn't know what to do, now do you?" Emoyan asked, assuming that she wanted to be here. If she didn't want a dragon, she wouldn't have agreed to come, right?
"Well ... I'll see you around later, alright? At lessons, surely." he stated, with a slight grin, just to poke her again. "I'll leave you to unpack. If you have any questions, I'll be around." He assured her, before nodding and making his way back to the door.
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