"Medea... You have a beautiful name - Is that what they call this place now?" The old knight replied, "I admit, time is a bit of a blur for me. I remember when these mountains were but hills a while ago..." He rubbed his head in thought, "Too bad you didn't show up a few hours later. I would have liked to see the way the stars looked now."<br/><br/>He looked at Medea's outfit, and then back at his own, "Yes, I guess I am a resident here, though not by choice. I am to guard my master's manse from all intruders, including beautiful warriors such as yourself. Only when I have completed tenure will I be allowed to pass on, but that is not for many many years, yet. You come from Waterdeep, yes? That small port city can produce warriors such as yourself, now? Or did you train at Netheril? Not many places can produce the amount of armor that you sport, or that fits so well to your form."<br/><br/>He clutched at his chest, tightly, as if a seizure had taken his right arm, "We.. can talk for a little while longer... but be quick... The moment for battle draws near," Suiting his words, he drew his sword and touched the crossbar and hilt to the front of his visor, in salute to Medea.<br/><br/><br/>Roll for initiative after you feel like you've talked with him long enough.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OCC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Old Knight's Initiative for Combat. At 2017-10-10 22:24:16, NotoriusBEN (uid: 9931) rolls: 1d20a1 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=108804)<br/></div></div>