<strong>Name:</strong>Luke<br/><strong>Location</strong>:Macedon(stopped along the road)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lloyd(&Dirge), Brochfael<br/><hr/><br/>Luke grinned as Dirge allowed himself to be touched as well, the wyvern receiving a good scratching under the chin and along it's neck and few affectionate pats before he stepped back wearing a broad grin.<br/><br/>He then addressed Lloyd with a small wry grin as well. "That will make two of us then, my sister only plays when I really get to nagging her for a game, and sometimes I swear she loses quickly on purpose to get it over with."<br/><br/><br/>"My mentor had a friend that played the same way, he was a tough opponent, I think sometimes the long waits were more of a mind game than actually plotting strategy. Either that or he was already planning moves into the next game." He said with a good-natured chuckle. "I would enjoy playing matches with you both when the chance arises, it is refreshing to play against opponents who play at varying paces"<br/><br/>