So, a belated Merry Kweeznuz to all, and to all a good, er, past.
Here, Aklon and Jaheira say hello, the first of quite a few conersations...
Aklon: So, Jaheira, I am told you have only a few years on <CHARNAME>, yet you have the look of a veteran of many campaigns.
Jaheira: Oh yes? You were told? Only a young thing, am I? You will find it wise not to believe everything you hear.
Aklon: For those who have elven blood, age is not easy to discern, but the numbering of your years does not concern me. Rather, I speak of your attitude.
Jaheira: My attitude? Hmmph. It is what it is.
Aklon: Precisely. Skill and prowess are important, and I believe I have been with this company long enough to see you have those. More importantly, you approach battle with caution and seriousness. Too many, even experienced soldiers, approach conflict with a wild abandon that so often ends lives, and not of the foe.
Jaheira: There is a time for fury in a fight, but I think you know that.
Aklon: The appearance of it is useful to intimidate an enemy.
Jaheira: Yes... appearance. Battle is chaos though, any approach can be fatal. I think your treatment of life is better. I've seen too many a man of your age think when he should act and act when he ought to have a damn good think.
Aklon: Quite a lot of men do not arrive at my age.
Jaheira: Not all for their own faults.
Aklon: Aye. Such is life.
Jaheira: But it is a boon to have someone who can help with those whose heads stray into the clouds.
Edited by BigRob, 26 December 2011 - 05:39 PM.