by Jantys Vane on August 13th, 2013, 3:16 am
Jantys walked into the bar with his signiture clanking heaviness. He had lost some weight since entering the Knighthood, but he still seemed to carry twice that around him like an aura, dragging down his shoulders and everyone who cared to glance at him. He inspects the tavern hawkishly, like a con-man looking for his next mark; hardly the glower of an apprentice knight. He had a reason for being surreptitious, though. He had entered a tavern without a coin to his name.
Cautiously threading through the tables and people, he winds up at the bar. He was still wearing his squire's armor from training, and it occasionally gleamed in the candlelight; at least, the spots that were polished up, which weren't many of them. The older man in a dirty set of armor clonked himself down next to Sei, picking up the thread of their conversation quickly. If he was going to earn himself some well-deserved ale tonight, it would have to be through conversation. He listens for a good spot, then rather startlingly jumps in.
"Mhm. I've got to agree with that." He smiles wanly, tapping a forefinger on the bar with a dull metallic sound. "'S never ever too late to improve your life, lad. Why, look a' me, an old coot, entering himself into the Squirehood. Absolutely petchin' ridiculous, but I don't regret it." Actually, they looked a bit young, maybe he shouldn't swear too much. Especially since one of them was a... What did he say, what do you call them... Klenik. He knew a bit about them, and they were a lot more childlike then they appeared, sometimes.