Noticing the approach of the young boy, Cael turned to meet him without undue haste.<strong>"A good day to you young Ewin, I trust you are well and not in need of blade?"</strong><br/><br/>Almost immediately he laughed, having not meant alarm, but rather owing to his own dry and sometime sardonic sense of humour.<strong>"Be at ease lad, that was just a joke, but I do hope you are doing well.  A good harvest festival you Two Riversmen have going, with such a lady as Mistress Alys here, I'm certain it will be most memorable!"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"But more so lad, you did not come to listen to me ramble on,"</strong>he laughed softly and without derision,<strong>"Come, come, what can Cael Saryndor do for you lad?"</strong>