H I G H S T A L K E R

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“Ariadevyn’s personality is…”

A low laugh trickles out from the side of his mouth as his glance averts for a brief moment. The rogue, seemingly considering the question for a second or two, eventually brings his gaze back.

“…eager. Passionate. It is apparent she finds thrill in the heat of battle; it is also apparent that she loves a good bottle of arcwine.” Another laugh (somewhat coupled with a sigh). “She can be arrogant and rash at moments. At other times, she is strong and disciplined. Passion is quite a force to be reckoned with.”

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A release of breath drags tight alongside his lazy grin.

“She is… viciously effective. That is of no surprise though, yes? She is thousands of years old and has had more than enough time to develop her skills. And they have been refined,” he hums, a shallow nod dipping his chin. “They seem to be shining even further when at the side of our newest recruit. The only area in which she seems to stumble requires familiarity with what was once considered ‘the outside.’ There are some intricacies of combat that can only be understood through exposure to other races, other cultures…”

He shrugs, still looking pleasant as ever.

“That will come with time.”

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His eyebrow drifts upwards, a slow and taut smirk cutting at his lips. There isn’t much amusement in his gaze, however.

“I imagine you are seeking answers worthy of a sensationalist newsletter,” he murmurs. “An answer that doesn’t contain the sort of reply I already gave to your previous inquiry regarding romantic potential with one of my people. Since you seem so intent on it, I will again humor you with an answer other than my standard professional reply.”

He draws in a slow breath, and then - with gaze drifting away before returning with a languid blink - releases the captured inhalation in a quick breath.

“I do not believe that consideration of courtship would fare very well. We are both strong in our beliefs, though we demonstrate them differently. Having such a desire to see our visions put to action would only make things volatile with unpleasantness; such difficulty would only be furthered by my current station as the Evocatus. That fiery nature, though…”

He offers the hint of a glimmering smile.