11-28-2014, 09:15 AM
He shifts so he can watch the Skein Gate and Callum at once. "Sven," he replies distractedly, frowning at the Gate. He glances back to the other. "He came through Jericho a couple of moons back and made a few overtures to give your Ralinwood more of a reputation than--" he smirks as he seems to quote "--a bandit town in which every citizen and their mother has a garrotte in their hand and a stiletto up their ass."
After a moment, he huffs a laugh. "Though he didn't really help your cause on the garrotte side of things, admittedly..." He extends an arm toward the Einher. "Sven spoke of you, Callum. I am Alastair."
After a moment, he huffs a laugh. "Though he didn't really help your cause on the garrotte side of things, admittedly..." He extends an arm toward the Einher. "Sven spoke of you, Callum. I am Alastair."
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