Xavarian snickered lightly at the enthusiasm, not in mockery, but in being pleased that the Lalafell seemed to have found a direction worth taking. Â He never could argue about taking a leap to acquire new knowledge. A slight nod was given in return to the salute, and after, a small shift where he was sitting. Â The Duskwight seemed to perk up a little as well when the Lalafell pulled out a small book himself. Â A grin flashed across Xavarian's face, and the slight chill to the air abruptly became something warmer when he leaned just slightly to get a better look at it if he could, more the book itself than the contents.
"So you are also the sort to take down note and word, hm~? Â I do always appreciate crossing those who, not only have ability to read what is written, but write themselves~ Â It is much less common here than I actually would have thought, the literate and those who write. Â But ah" Â He gestures with vague amusement. Â "Such as a scribe and binder of tomes would ramble~ Â Xavarian is spelled X-A-V-A-R-I-A-N, hm~? Â This Ms. Artemis you know sounds wise~" Â
Xavarian spoke with a smile, though was inwardly glad he'd omitted his last name. Â Unlikely, but possibly a trouble that might be with some if it should get around...
"And perhaps this isn't so, but it sounds..- well, you two likely wouldn't oft be adrift and asleep at this hour, would you? Â Warren sounds like he may be interested in showing you how to fight those hornets with a blade..~" Â A glance of affirmation is given up to Warren from where the Elezen sits. Â He has only a slight mischief to his look. Â "Or was that mere elaboration by direction to the guild~? Â Perhaps I am mistaken. Â It is late, but by all roads and means, if, Chachanji, you wish to head onward to train yourself in any ways offered, do be free to follow the Knowledge you seek~ Â I, for one, would be none of the sort to hold you from it, unless you need of some Aetherical assistance. . ." Â A vague hand gesture is given, leaving tiny embers in its wake, before he takes the pen in that hand and puts down more in his tome.
"So you are also the sort to take down note and word, hm~? Â I do always appreciate crossing those who, not only have ability to read what is written, but write themselves~ Â It is much less common here than I actually would have thought, the literate and those who write. Â But ah" Â He gestures with vague amusement. Â "Such as a scribe and binder of tomes would ramble~ Â Xavarian is spelled X-A-V-A-R-I-A-N, hm~? Â This Ms. Artemis you know sounds wise~" Â
Xavarian spoke with a smile, though was inwardly glad he'd omitted his last name. Â Unlikely, but possibly a trouble that might be with some if it should get around...
"And perhaps this isn't so, but it sounds..- well, you two likely wouldn't oft be adrift and asleep at this hour, would you? Â Warren sounds like he may be interested in showing you how to fight those hornets with a blade..~" Â A glance of affirmation is given up to Warren from where the Elezen sits. Â He has only a slight mischief to his look. Â "Or was that mere elaboration by direction to the guild~? Â Perhaps I am mistaken. Â It is late, but by all roads and means, if, Chachanji, you wish to head onward to train yourself in any ways offered, do be free to follow the Knowledge you seek~ Â I, for one, would be none of the sort to hold you from it, unless you need of some Aetherical assistance. . ." Â A vague hand gesture is given, leaving tiny embers in its wake, before he takes the pen in that hand and puts down more in his tome.
