Ce n'était pas ce que Gruffydd avait pensé qu'il arriverait. Peut-être que si j'avais vraiment pensé que je l'aurais vu venir. Le regard de Gruffydd's a été attiré vers le bas, et son expression de mépris s'est fondue dans une honte. Ses pensées se répandirent dans des discours brouillés, mais en gallois, la langue dans laquelle il pensait encore. "Mae'n debyg y gallai fod wed bod yn waeth, ond mae ange i mi gael hwn o dan reolaeth."
Il a encore regardé Keigo. Ils ont raison, c'était une blague, et j'aurais dû la voir dès le début. J'étais, je l'avouerai, ennuyée — et bien, quelques-unes des choses, vraiment — et je me suis permis de vous les diriger, alors que vous n'étiez directement responsable de rien de tout cela. Ses excuses étaient, comme il l'avait appris il y a longtemps, la coutume dictée, avec un arc. Pas un arc particulièrement profond, en dépit de sa formulation directe et quelque peu grave, il a compris que cette infraction était relativement mineure. Mais il n'était pas un à battre autour de la brousse dans une situation comme celle-ci, donc les excuses et l'arc étaient necesarry.
Les Gruffydds un peu brusque changement de comportement avait pris Keigo hors de garde, mais le sous-classeur sortit une expérience assez confuse. Cela fait, Gruffydd s'est levé droit et, sans manquer un battement, a livré son compagnon troisième année et coude dans le côté, peut-être un peu plus fort que n'était necesarry, mais le message était clair: -D'accord, maintenant c'est ton tour.
Name:Iorwerth, Gruffydd (Pronounciation: ee-OR-oo-err-t, GREE-fuhth—it’s Welsh. See “History”)
Gender:Male
Age:17
Class:3-2
Appearance:
Griffith is large, in part from his height of about six feet. The genetic lottery has supplemented his above-average height with a bulky frame, and through concerted effort he has filled his frame out with musculature to match—though he has avoided excessive bulk. His lips are almost always upturned in a massive grin, and his eyes shine with mirth. His dark hair and eyes contrast his skin, which is paler than most.
Hobbies and Interests:
More than anything else, Iorwerth likes testing himself. Often, this takes the form of mental challenges—often against other people, like a game of go or chess—but while he isn’t unintelligent, he doesn’t win very often. That said, he still derives pleasure from the challenge. He fares much better with challenges that test a person’s physical abilities, which he approaches with even greater zeal.
He also has considerable interest in folk tales from around the world, but especially from his homeland.
Personality:
 Iorwerth proves a match for the mirth found in his eyes. He is warm, and amicable to a fault. His deep, echoing laughter is always bubbling beneath the surface, waiting to burst forth in response to some good natured ribbing of one of his friends, or even of himself. It is a rare day when he is angry, but it often happens in response to some perceived threat to himself or one of his friends. In such cases, his echoing voice turns excessively aggressive, and he has dragged himself into a fair few fights because of it.
History:
 Born in Aberffraw in north-western Wales, Iorwerth grew up speaking his native Welsh and, in accordance with UK laws, English. When he was six, business required his parents to move to Japan. While initially temporary, both work and pleasure conspired to have Iorwerth’s parents settle in Aikari permanently.