by Leto Sunsinger on May 10th, 2011, 12:35 pm
"No, it would not be a waste," he said with a smile as he looked towards the younger man. He looked as though he was nearly ten years younger than Leto, but he couldn't help but not resist the young man's charm. There was just somethng about him that Leto couldn't quite put his finger on, something good within him. But it drew Leto towards him even more, and he was truly enjoying spending time with the man before him. As his obsidian gaze turned towards Arias, he erased his own summoning circle that he had created in an effort to teach Sam more about glyphing.
Looking back towards Sama'el, he smiled, and placed his hands gently upon Arias' back. Pushing himself upwards very carefully, he swung his leg over Arias' back and mounted him gently so as to not scare the horse, even though he had bonded with it quite some time ago, for some reason it could be a bit skiddish around anyone, less so around Leto though. Looking towards Sama'el again as Leto patted Arias' neck a bit, Leto turned his head to look back towards Endrykas, then allowed his gaze to flow back to Sama'el.
"Well, shall we be going then?" he asked, and if Sama'el was complient to, Leto would ride alongside him back towards Endrykas, as well as his pavillion. Upon arrival there, so long as no mishaps happened, Leto would carefully dismount Arias, and allow him to head over towards a water filled trough, to satiate his thirst at the moment. Flipping up the flap to one of the tents in his pavillion, Leto would wave a hand to Sam, beckoning him into the tent. Within it, he would see a bedroll laying upon the ground, a table with some parchment and ink upon it, and some rolled up scrolls within the corner.
Moving over towards the table in the small tent, Leto turned towards Sama'el, and said, "I hope you're not too uncomfortable in closed quarters," he said, pulling the tent flap down beside them, so that they didn't feel the cool winter's breeze. Because Leto had only been wearing a leather vest and leather pants plus undergarments, as well as his leather shoes, he had felt the chill of the winter's nip upon his arms, and upper chest. But it was warming within the tent, while there were more than one body within it. Turning his obsidian gaze towards Sama'el as he motioned towards the parchment, ink, and quill with his hand, he smiled, and said, Do you know how to use a quill?"
He didn't want to be too hastey with asking if Sama'el was aware of how to use writing utensils, but then again, not many in Endrykas other than glypher's really seemed to be literate to a degree where they knew how to write, and use things like quills, ink, and parchment. Leto didn't want to assume anything, so he was careful with his question, and followed it by asking, "It's fine if you don't, I can show you how if you don't... But if you do, that's all the better!" Reaching his hand up a bit, he unbuttoned the buttons upon his leather vest, and allowed it to open up fully revealing his center tattoe, a Triangle with a line through the lower center of it, as well as more scars across his chest and stomach.
Motioning towards the parchment, he went over and stood next to the table with a smile, and awaited an answer from Sama'el as to if he knew how to use a quill or not. If he didn't, Leto would give him instruction in it, but if he did, they could just delve into more practice glyphing...
Back again... for a lil longer this time I hope.