A firm handshake was given to Nivek, a warrior's handshake, grasping the forearm instead of the hand. A companion would normally diminish his legend, but this man was an archer. He wasn't going to outdo him in what he does, and his skill with the bow will end up bringing more good than bad to his journey. "Well met Nivek!" he said with a grin. "Let us forge our legends, so that we may bask in gold, adoration and tight cunts!"<br/><br/>he walked away from the crowd, motioning for Tarton to follow him. "I think we should leave soon, gain an early lead!"