<div class="floatright">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/049/b/8/cleric_copy_by_yamao-d5vddiv.jpg)</div>With a muted<em>whoof</em>of breath Anton was forced back onto his previous seat, the log holding his weight easily as he looked up at the knight, the casual display of power stunning the man for a few seconds as he tried to recover the wind in his lungs. Vwyn's back looked broad, wide enough to carry the world on his shoulders, and the thought of that back atop his own filled him for a moment, being held and encapsulated by that masculine energy to protect him from the ravages and threats of the world if only for a short time, to be held as though he were a babe waking from a nightmare and to be told that everything was going to be alright. It blazed through Anton like a red-hot sword dropped into a pile of butter, and he could feel the tinges of red creeping up to his face. He quickly schooled himself, taking two deep breaths; he wondered if the others would think him angry at the wanton way Vwyn had pushed him aside, or if any might guess as to his true reason for reacting the way he had. Regardless, he had an image to keep up.<br/><br/>"Only as far as you could throw me," he joked back, the facade falling back into place. "Though it might be more often the other way around after you've been torn up good. And I have an idea of some other abilities that would fit someone of your..." he paused for a moment, choosing the word with taunting carefulness, "stature. Perhaps something to stop blows you receive from affecting you to the same degree, or the ability to hit more accurately and harder..." the man began to lose focus on the group as he ran through various effects. Moments passed and he pulled himself back to the world proper and looked around at the rest of the group. "Offer's open to..." he paused doubtfully, remembering the tieflings, and finally relented, "anyone who is interested, though remember that I can only create this contract with up to five people at the very most. If you're interested, let me know and I'm certain we can come to some sort of agreement," he declared before becoming quiet once more.<br/><br/>So engaged was Anton with Vwyn that he didn't even hear Arngrim's response, and paid its soft sound no attention as he focused almost entirely upon the larger man that dwarfed them both.