Graceful Rooms of Alabaster Stone

*Taurig* · 08-24-2013, 05:23 PM

He probably should've introduced himself first, but from what he'd observed of the youth, he wanted to feel the boy out. He appeared to have come from some background of war or at least he could tell that he'd been raised by warriors, much like himself. Perhaps he had more in common with this stranger than he might have originally thought. Cross, Son of Cifer and Crusade. A Snow Rogue. Snow Rogue? He had never heard of such a band of rogues in Alacritis. Cross was the first he had ever met to go under that title. Obviously he wasn't the only one. Perhaps he had a family. The boy had now turned around, turned towards Taurig at an angle, allowing the Knight to see the face of the boy he'd come across. A set of emerald eyes stared back at him, much more aware than any normal youth's. Definitely trained as a warrior. There was no denying it, not when he could recognize the signs.

Pleasure to meet you Cross of the Snow Rogues. I am Taurig, son of the King of Glaciem. A dip of the crown was presented to Cross in greeting, body language relaxed as he watched the youth. Do you frequent these lands often Cross? Came the curious question, trying to make simple conversation and prove to the young man that he indeed meant him no harm.
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