A sly smile played over Warren's face as Chachanji talked himself back into the fight. He briefly wondered if he should finish the story he began, tell him how things really turned out, but for the time being, he decided it was best to let it remain where it was.
"You sound pretty determined about that. That's good, I was worried for a moment you'd go back to the anvil and all of our progress here would have been lost." Warren smiled challengingly back at the lalafell and sat up properly. "I don't just teach anybody how to fight, you know."
Warren's attention briefly turned to the other paladins Chachanji had mentioned as part of his tutelage. While he had only met Roen a very few times, and once was under quite the duress, he had to wonder what had caused Coatleque to send the boy his way. There were certainly other talented swordsmen in the 'Sworn's order, and he wasn't affiliated in any official capacity with anyone who might be undergoing the oft-spoken of Sultansworn Trials. For some reason, she had sent the paladin-in-training to learn what Warren's reason for taking up the shield were.
"As long as you're sure this is the path you want to be on, I'll do my best to help you along it." His words were a simple offering and once again matter of fact. The truth was he liked Chachanji, and helping to build his abilities and confidence had not only been good for the lalafell but good for Warren, too. Both Howl and Sei had commented on his relatively improved demeanor at home, and while their presences were certainly a great deal of it it didn't hurt to be doing the Good Work once again.
"It's my belief that we're strong because of the things and the people we fight for. Find yourself the right reason, the right resolve, and you'll be unbreakable." There was that determination in his voice again. Warren spoke with confidence and certainty at the last part, his sword hand curling absentmindedly into a fist as he rehashed the idea in his mind.
"You sound pretty determined about that. That's good, I was worried for a moment you'd go back to the anvil and all of our progress here would have been lost." Warren smiled challengingly back at the lalafell and sat up properly. "I don't just teach anybody how to fight, you know."
Warren's attention briefly turned to the other paladins Chachanji had mentioned as part of his tutelage. While he had only met Roen a very few times, and once was under quite the duress, he had to wonder what had caused Coatleque to send the boy his way. There were certainly other talented swordsmen in the 'Sworn's order, and he wasn't affiliated in any official capacity with anyone who might be undergoing the oft-spoken of Sultansworn Trials. For some reason, she had sent the paladin-in-training to learn what Warren's reason for taking up the shield were.
"As long as you're sure this is the path you want to be on, I'll do my best to help you along it." His words were a simple offering and once again matter of fact. The truth was he liked Chachanji, and helping to build his abilities and confidence had not only been good for the lalafell but good for Warren, too. Both Howl and Sei had commented on his relatively improved demeanor at home, and while their presences were certainly a great deal of it it didn't hurt to be doing the Good Work once again.
"It's my belief that we're strong because of the things and the people we fight for. Find yourself the right reason, the right resolve, and you'll be unbreakable." There was that determination in his voice again. Warren spoke with confidence and certainty at the last part, his sword hand curling absentmindedly into a fist as he rehashed the idea in his mind.
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