".. A-R-I-N, got it!" Chachanji chirped, oblivious to the missing letter. Considering how many of the - albeit few - other names scribed within were also mangled in some way, Xavarian's stood out as almost looking right. The lettering on it seemed neater as well, as the little Lalafell had used the awesome might of a slightly protruded tongue to add focus to his writing. His deed done, he clapped the tiny book shut again and tucked it away so as not to lose it.
"Oh! Ms. Artemis is very smart!" Chacha agreed with a smile and nod of his wee head, moving on to energetic gesticulations. "She knows a lot 'bout th' bookmagics 'N how ta wield a sword. 'n she has a bunch of neat lil' friends, like a kitten 'n a fairy!"
Xavarian's insinuations did not escape the Lalafell's ear, either. Once he was done gushing about one of his first new friends in Ul'dah, his violet-hued gaze was again turned to the towering Free Paladin. Chacha positively exuded an aura of excitement.
"Ah! Ye'd help me learn howta sword? Really? Really really?" His little shoulders were hunched and his hands balled into wee fists mere finger-widths from his chest, looking set to start bouncing about again. "That'd be wundaful!"
A thought occurred to him.
"Oh!" he breathed as he turned back to the Duskwight. "'n about learnin' th' magics! I dun know too much there, but Ms. Artemis said I should learn 'bout conjoory ta help with helpin' people!"
"Tho'..." he noted thoughtfully, folding his arms across his little armored chest. "I know a lil. Me brother Gogo taught me a piece'a bookmagic after I hurt myself playin' wit onna Papa's finished axes. If'n ya want ta talk magicks, he'd definitely be th' one you'd wanna see!"
A sudden sadness flitted across the Lala's features. He brilliant violet gaze dimmed as his eyes found the ground. The words that followed were little more than a murmur spilling over pursed lips.
"[sub]... If'n I knew where he was...[/sub]"
It was followed by a long sigh, as if he was venting his depression along with the lungful of air. He closed his eyes, patted lightly at his cheeks again, and then turned back towards Warren with a bright smile.
"'Ey, if'n we could, how soon could'ya start teachin' me ta sword?"
"Oh! Ms. Artemis is very smart!" Chacha agreed with a smile and nod of his wee head, moving on to energetic gesticulations. "She knows a lot 'bout th' bookmagics 'N how ta wield a sword. 'n she has a bunch of neat lil' friends, like a kitten 'n a fairy!"
Xavarian's insinuations did not escape the Lalafell's ear, either. Once he was done gushing about one of his first new friends in Ul'dah, his violet-hued gaze was again turned to the towering Free Paladin. Chacha positively exuded an aura of excitement.
"Ah! Ye'd help me learn howta sword? Really? Really really?" His little shoulders were hunched and his hands balled into wee fists mere finger-widths from his chest, looking set to start bouncing about again. "That'd be wundaful!"
A thought occurred to him.
"Oh!" he breathed as he turned back to the Duskwight. "'n about learnin' th' magics! I dun know too much there, but Ms. Artemis said I should learn 'bout conjoory ta help with helpin' people!"
"Tho'..." he noted thoughtfully, folding his arms across his little armored chest. "I know a lil. Me brother Gogo taught me a piece'a bookmagic after I hurt myself playin' wit onna Papa's finished axes. If'n ya want ta talk magicks, he'd definitely be th' one you'd wanna see!"
A sudden sadness flitted across the Lala's features. He brilliant violet gaze dimmed as his eyes found the ground. The words that followed were little more than a murmur spilling over pursed lips.
"[sub]... If'n I knew where he was...[/sub]"
It was followed by a long sigh, as if he was venting his depression along with the lungful of air. He closed his eyes, patted lightly at his cheeks again, and then turned back towards Warren with a bright smile.
"'Ey, if'n we could, how soon could'ya start teachin' me ta sword?"