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The gentleman smiled, so he was a rowdy one then? Well he wasn't entirely being rude that was for sure. The boy wasn't any snivelling child and Borias enjoyed the company of those who were of course not. Young and impressionable Borias wanted to use his charismatic nature to the fullest. The male would still stay standing, tilting his head to one side as he kept his soft smile on his face. "Curiosity. Normally those your age either are around parents or tragedy has struck them. Don't know your story of course." he shrugged his shoulders. It was best not to underestimate youth, by the time he was a year old he was making plans to kill his own father so there was that.

"The name's Borias, I'm a slavemaster from Auster." the male introduced himself and dipped his head. Glad to introduce himself as much. Those who disliked the idea's of slaves he didn't care too much about. It was easier to weed out those he disliked by doing it this way. He wondered what this youth would do.