<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Gleywine Erewood Bentari</span><br/>The Hunter</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/3e7683c1-2307-42a9-804a-0604ef177005_zps4a599908.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Gleywine walked over to the strange looking guy, they called the Professor. He had no idea what a professor was, but if those folks learned something about Getalia, he could learn something about their place too. Maybe it would help them later in creating some better Getalia. Sitting down next to the Professor, he tried to imagine what this guy may do for a living. He was obviously not outside and not working with his hands. Some clerk? Or some scientist?<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“Shitty day, huh? I understand that most of these folks are soldiers and that you and the beautiful woman are not. And of course the kid. Kids aren’t soldiers. How come you were travelling with them? Are you advising them or is it just some bad luck? Caught at the wrong place at the wrong time? That would be really unlucky…”</span><br/><br/>Gleywine grinned, he had thought the same about his situation when he had felt the pain in his arm, the moment he and the Princess went down to the ground. But now it looked that he may be lucky and that he could finally get some revenge for the loss he had to endure. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“See, I thought I was unlucky too some hours ago. But now I am not so sure about it anymore. You folks may be exactly what Getalia needed to become a better place to live. I understood that your place must be different than Getalia, not only the nature, but the people too. You have probably thousand of questions and I will try to answer them as good as I can, if it helps you to understand us better. But I would like to learn something about your place and your people too. If you don’t mind, I would like to ask a personal question.” </span><br/><br/>When he got a nod to shoot along, Gleywine grinned.<br/> <br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“They call you the Professor, but excuse my question, what is a Professor? What are you doing for your living?” </span></div>