!qw2cdBTZAc 07/14/11(Thu)03:24 No.15575117|
"Well, well, well... I am glad that I did not underestimate you and came prepared." You smile. "Yes, I am indeed who you say I am, and, as you are most probably aware of, am indeed quite the sorcerer. And, as you probably noticed, a spell and a half is not even a breath away to cast... silent spells; very useful for these kinds of situations. The brief moments it takes to move that muscle is enough time for me to cast just enough to... remove you... Now, I don't want to end up with a limp for the next few days and you don't want to be a smear on a wall, so what say we return to the civilities, hm?" You say, rolling your neck.
"I first identified you mere seconds ago, when your bodyguard thoughtlessly blurted out your name." Fley explains, his grin threatening to encompass his entire face. "And my employer was blatantly clear. He needs your armament. You need not be attached. If you make the slightest impression that you are attempting some sort of magic spell I can assure you I will be far quicker." Fley is unswayed by your threat. "You see, I have a habit of being underestimated. And yet, here I sit.
"Now then, you need not give this to them for good, a simple examination over about a day would be all they would need. You keep everything attached, go through a quick drill." He explains as though he were ready to do it himself. "Nothing worth dying over, especially not for a leader such as yourself."