<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=115720.msg5104820#msg5104820">Quote from: MagicalPen on 23-08-2011, 13:50:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Her question was prying, very prying. How best to answer? Taking a swig of the watered-down ale allowed him a few moments respite to collect his words for an answer. He would have to tell her the truth though he could omit mentioning details. "I seek my Father, who served with the Legion. He took with him the Families Sword that has been passed down from Generation to Generation. By right, it is mine to inherit upon his passing. If he is not alive then it is my duty to reclaim this Sword and bring it home to the Family he left behind. I would also like to discover once and for all what happened to the Legion, given its effect on my life as a child."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Ive seen and held a lot of swords over the year. There aren't too many men who would die for one." It was more than the sword. She realized that of course even if such honor was something as foreign to her as a fine silk dress. "There is no telling what is in that forest. A lone man will never make it far. Even the most skill warrior will fall too clever and greedy bandits." Show her a bandi, and she knew he would be greedy but she stated the trait just the same. "Mysteries, now those can be interesting.  The best songs and dances and music are created from the unknown, or at least the perception of lacking knowledge." She finished her drink and turned to him. "Your father have name?"<br/><br/>