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Banodin Lionheart · November 19, 2007, 03:31 PM

A genuine smile gleamed across the young man's face as she motioned to the nearby chair. His courage was bosted slightly at this, as he was not shunned, or given a peculiar eye by the female. Perhaps it is not so difficult... Placing his cup of tea on the table, he let loose a light bow to the young lady, his smile continued to linger as he spoke once more before thinking of moving to the chair. "Banodin Lionheart, son of Godwine Lionheart... It is a ah... A pleasure. M'lady. I assure you that ah... Any company... Here at least. Is usually good company." It was then that something interrupted Banodin's movement to take the chair offered...

When the man came crashing into the table, it startled the young man out of his wits, sending him jumping at least an inch into the air and a hand to reach to an empty side. Resting his hand on his hip a moment, he shook his head clear and reached to grasp the man on the shoulder firmly. The initial movement seemed aggressive, but in fact, the young man was only helping the drunk get up on his feet once more to stumble off in another direction.

Banodin smiled softly as he watched the elder gentleman toddle off into the crowd and shook his head, returning his gaze to the elven lass, something else invaded his field of vision, another man. Listening to the 'gentleman' speak, Banodin had to unfortunately, take a step back, as the chair that was offered to him earlier, was now being blocked off. Oh well, there are other seats at the table. However, Banodin remained standing.

As the elven lady spoke her peace, and her question, Banodin pondered a moment, looking the fellow man over before shaking his head and keeping a softer smile on his lips. "Alas, no... Ah, but perhaps... If you are not up for... Uh... Wine. Perhaps a cup of tea?" Banodin wasn't intentionally trying to step on Mikhail's toes, so to say, but just being good natured and friendly and at the mention of purchasing a cup of tea, the young man picked up his own cup of the liquid and sipped from it, waiting calmly at the side of the table for either the elven lady to speak again, or Mikhail to continue his tirade.

November 19, 2007, 03:31 PM	#5 (permalink)
Banodin Lionheart Adventurer Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: Zinn'sunn Posts: 136	A genuine smile gleamed across the young man's face as she motioned to the nearby chair. His courage was bosted slightly at this, as he was not shunned, or given a peculiar eye by the female. Perhaps it is not so difficult... Placing his cup of tea on the table, he let loose a light bow to the young lady, his smile continued to linger as he spoke once more before thinking of moving to the chair. "Banodin Lionheart, son of Godwine Lionheart... It is a ah... A pleasure. M'lady. I assure you that ah... Any company... Here at least. Is usually good company." It was then that something interrupted Banodin's movement to take the chair offered... When the man came crashing into the table, it startled the young man out of his wits, sending him jumping at least an inch into the air and a hand to reach to an empty side. Resting his hand on his hip a moment, he shook his head clear and reached to grasp the man on the shoulder firmly. The initial movement seemed aggressive, but in fact, the young man was only helping the drunk get up on his feet once more to stumble off in another direction. Banodin smiled softly as he watched the elder gentleman toddle off into the crowd and shook his head, returning his gaze to the elven lass, something else invaded his field of vision, another man. Listening to the 'gentleman' speak, Banodin had to unfortunately, take a step back, as the chair that was offered to him earlier, was now being blocked off. Oh well, there are other seats at the table. However, Banodin remained standing. As the elven lady spoke her peace, and her question, Banodin pondered a moment, looking the fellow man over before shaking his head and keeping a softer smile on his lips. "Alas, no... Ah, but perhaps... If you are not up for... Uh... Wine. Perhaps a cup of tea?" Banodin wasn't intentionally trying to step on Mikhail's toes, so to say, but just being good natured and friendly and at the mention of purchasing a cup of tea, the young man picked up his own cup of the liquid and sipped from it, waiting calmly at the side of the table for either the elven lady to speak again, or Mikhail to continue his tirade. __________________ Character Repository Secret of Foresight "It is better to live one day as a lion, then a hundred years as a sheep." Back! Trying to get into the swing of things.