Warren shot a brief look over at his chocobo and patted the creature on the side. In return, the bird looked up to his master and then back to the curious pint-sized beast in front of him and gave a little cooing noise from his throat. It seemed some sort of play was in order after all.
"A hero, hm?" Warren made a big show of looking thoughtful, running one armored finger under his chin and scratching idly at his mostly-there beard. "I know what you mean about wanting to protect people. That's what got me invested in this career, and I've never been happier with the result. Knowing you helped someone out of a problem is a great feeling, and it does a lot of good for the world to boot. If you ask me, though, you're utilizing the wrong arm for protecting." Warren made a demonstration with his hand, though slower, in a manner similar to the one the lalafell demonstrated. The chopping motion of his sword arm was a fair degree more refined but it was hard to tell it as anything but.
"You don't protect people with the pointy bits. That's what the shield is for." He slung the article from his back and slid if familiarly onto his arm, holding it up and dropping into a practiced stance. Made for a highlander, the surface of the shield was nearly enough for the lalafell to hide bodily behind. "If you're looking to protect people, you'll want to know how to keep this between the folks behind you and the danger ahead of you. The sword's just there to keep folks away."
The paladin eased back into a comfortable stance and stuck his sword back on his belt. He realized he was offering unsolicited advice, but he remembered his time lurking in the gladiator's guild and trying to soak up all of the knowledge he could. Maybe he'd have a chance to pay some of that forward.
"A hero, hm?" Warren made a big show of looking thoughtful, running one armored finger under his chin and scratching idly at his mostly-there beard. "I know what you mean about wanting to protect people. That's what got me invested in this career, and I've never been happier with the result. Knowing you helped someone out of a problem is a great feeling, and it does a lot of good for the world to boot. If you ask me, though, you're utilizing the wrong arm for protecting." Warren made a demonstration with his hand, though slower, in a manner similar to the one the lalafell demonstrated. The chopping motion of his sword arm was a fair degree more refined but it was hard to tell it as anything but.
"You don't protect people with the pointy bits. That's what the shield is for." He slung the article from his back and slid if familiarly onto his arm, holding it up and dropping into a practiced stance. Made for a highlander, the surface of the shield was nearly enough for the lalafell to hide bodily behind. "If you're looking to protect people, you'll want to know how to keep this between the folks behind you and the danger ahead of you. The sword's just there to keep folks away."
The paladin eased back into a comfortable stance and stuck his sword back on his belt. He realized he was offering unsolicited advice, but he remembered his time lurking in the gladiator's guild and trying to soak up all of the knowledge he could. Maybe he'd have a chance to pay some of that forward.
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