<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/WTMaster.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Kalain Baneron (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11561809#msg11561809)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Master of Arms, Master Pain in the Ass<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Moira<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saven 5th | 990 NE | Evening<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Faire around Tar Valon<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/>A smile worked it way on the old warder’s face. There was no better place in the city to watch the night sky then here. Torchlight was rare, it was high enough that it got above the fire smoke from the various inns and taverns and above all it was quiet. That was what he had liked the most about this place, that even in the middle of the day few even bothered to come out to this little clearing. Children would show, using the field for various games but they often become pleasant distractions. No person could be a pain in the ass all the time, even he needed a moment to recharge and now she knew one of his secrets. He was going to have to find a new one, but for not he could just enjoy the night. No reason to ruin it with the sour thoughts, live in the moment just this once.<br/><br/>She stepped into his hands and with a quick boost sent her sailing up into the tree. If it had been anyone else he would have needed to support her, to make sure there was a proper handhold but he knew Moira well enough by now. A flourish of silk, a flash of leg and then she was gone. It would easy for her to find her way up and when there was no crash, scream, or squeak he figured it would be safe to follow. He nodded as she smiled down clearly able to see the branch that he had in mind without further direction. Kal jumped, hand grabbing a low branch, feet bracing on the trunk and flipping effortless into the branches. The majority of the day he often spent hiding his skill, letting those thing that he was a washed up swordsmen when in reality he was in the best shape of his life.<br/><br/>Working out was one of the few things that got his mind off of…Kal shook his head, clearing the thought. “It is nice to know that not everything I do is easy to read or predict.” There was something close to a grimace when she commented about remembering it. It had been a small chance that she could have expected it to be kismet, a wonderful little coincidence that brought them here. He also could have lied but that was not going to get them anywhere, “Aye, when there is a breeze the branches sway ever so and the leaves rustle, if you listen close enough you can sometimes hear the river over the noise of the city” and most important the tower was no where to be seen from this angle.<br/><br/>He followed her to the branch, practice movements and old worn footholds telling the story of just how often he was here. Kal slid in next to her, the branch was not really designed for two people so if they both needed to be comfortable they would have to be close. The way the night was going, they would not have it any other way. “Come here,” he motioned for her, brushing off a space on the branch and dusting off his pants. “There is a gap in the branches here,” he pointed up, reaching out to offer her a hand incase she slipped.<br/>