Barnabaix stood next to the bay window, looking out upon the spacious gardens and lawns of the Rillemont house. Â He held a small pencil and paper in his hand, and placed two more names upon it Broken Shield and Sasha Jace. Â He smiled to himself, folding up the paper and placing it in his breast pocket.
"So, Master Wyght, you are the best trainer Master Hext could find?"
The large highlander laughed, his arms folded across his large chest. Â "Aye, one of the best in all of Ul'dah. Â I usually don't waste my time with totally wet behind the ears green whelps, but Garston paid me well."
"Hmph! Â I will show you that I am a fast learner!" Â Rendafel frowned from his place on his chair, glaring at the large hyur. Â Barnabaix held up a hand to silence his young ward.
"Please calm your self, Master Rendafel. Â Now, Master Wyght, have you been given your duty? Â Master Hext wishes the young master to start his training as soon as possible."
"Yes, yes. Â We shall leave for Ul'Dah as soon as we are done flapping our lips." Â Gaardal grinned, shifting his position to move partway out the door. Â "I will be waiting in the carriage. Â Don't take forever."
As the highlander walked off, Rendafel huffed, looking to Barnabaix. Â "What a crass hyur! Â Some have no manners."
"Yes, but he is the best. Â And Master Hext does not make ties with weaklings or those who do not deliver. Â Now go, young master. Â Say goodbye to your sister and parents, and I shall get your luggage on the carriage."
"So, Master Wyght, you are the best trainer Master Hext could find?"
The large highlander laughed, his arms folded across his large chest. Â "Aye, one of the best in all of Ul'dah. Â I usually don't waste my time with totally wet behind the ears green whelps, but Garston paid me well."
"Hmph! Â I will show you that I am a fast learner!" Â Rendafel frowned from his place on his chair, glaring at the large hyur. Â Barnabaix held up a hand to silence his young ward.
"Please calm your self, Master Rendafel. Â Now, Master Wyght, have you been given your duty? Â Master Hext wishes the young master to start his training as soon as possible."
"Yes, yes. Â We shall leave for Ul'Dah as soon as we are done flapping our lips." Â Gaardal grinned, shifting his position to move partway out the door. Â "I will be waiting in the carriage. Â Don't take forever."
As the highlander walked off, Rendafel huffed, looking to Barnabaix. Â "What a crass hyur! Â Some have no manners."
"Yes, but he is the best. Â And Master Hext does not make ties with weaklings or those who do not deliver. Â Now go, young master. Â Say goodbye to your sister and parents, and I shall get your luggage on the carriage."
