Who: Astralin and you! Where: Meadowlands, on his new farm. What: Astralin needs help setting up his new farm, anyone is welcome to help out. Warnings: None.
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[There's been some chatter among the tavern that there's a new farm being built on the meadowlands and that the man that recently got the license for the farm needs help. If you inquire about it, one of the local contractors will pull you by the arm, and guide you over to the meadowlands, where there's several people on the farm already. Multiple people are scattered everywhere, but Astralin is no where to be seen upon first glance. However, one of the Aldrip locals will point out that houses, and a barn is going to be build on these lands.
Upon glancing further, there are also fences being build around the perimeter. You'll see Astralin leaning against one of the finished fences, with a water canteen in his hand. For once, he has his cloak off, and those who come closer to him will notice multiple scars on his arms. They look particularly painful, but they don't seem to bother him in the least.]
[He had been working on transferring some wood over to the house when he spots Vi from afar. Immediately feeling pretty bad that she's been dragged out here, and probably against her will. Which. He makes a note on, to ensure that Vi will get paid properly, or at least given a nice meal.]
That is correct. I owned a large farm back home, so I suppose I felt nostalgic and restless, and felt the need to make another one here.
[An acre of land was totally fine, but he does nod again.]
I do apologize if you were taken against your will, but I will ensure that you are paid, or at least given a nice meal. Have you ever built anything?
I would be more than happy to work with you since you are new. Although, to be quite honest, I am not very good at building myself... But as you said, I am sure it is not that difficult.
[Luckily, he's wearing a modest shirt today that unfortunately shows off his bruised, and tattered arms from a bad incident. Of course, he isn't too bothered by it today, since he was more busy trying to get this farm put together.]
Come now. Let us help the construction workers with the barn first. My livestock will be arriving soon, so I believe the barn would be a good start.
[Once Astralin begins to walk toward that area, Vi will immediately see the construction workers begin to surround them and motion them toward the doors that they're trying to put up. It seems as if they need a bit more muscle, which Astralin is happy to provide.]
I take it that you are good with heavy lifting, no?
[He could tell by her build that she could literally pack a punch or two.]
[Vi nods as she follows him, taking it all in. it's kind of weird to see that people are starting to settle in here, when she didn't know if they were even going to stay here long at all.
but after a couple of months, she figures some people would want to get some sort of normalcy going.]
Can't be any worse than bigass metal gauntlets.
[they were pretty damn heavy, even if the nerds had probably put in some sort of shit to make them a little lighter. but she's not going to complain, and she's going to walk over to one of the doors and starts to adjust them to the way that the construction workers needed.]
[He blinks and then what is almost a bit hilarious, especially coming out of his usual, formal mouth?]
Big ass gauntlets...?
[Well now he's curious. He follows right behind her, and goes to the opposite side of Vi so that they can easily get these doors to the barn adjusted. Not at all surprised by the fact that she can adjust these heavy doors. He is very impressed, however, and mentally notes Vi's name in the back of his head for future reference.]
Good! Now just keep those doors steady while we nail it in!
[One of the construction workers are quick to add the nails to the door to fully cement it in. Both Vi and Astralin's strength making the construction workers job much easier. Enough to where the construction worker shouts that Vi should come and work for them sometime.]
[Vi can't help but give them a grin as they shout at her. not that she's used to honest work, but she doesn't mind having her ego stroked every now and then.
she shrugs at him, still looking like she might be preening over the compliments internally.]
Not like I had much else to do but keep my strength up when I was in jail back at home. I'm not gonna lose it now.
[not to mention that she was always kind of naturally strong, but yanno.]
He's not bothered by the fact that she might be a criminal. Even if she was, he wouldn't care, as long as she actively wasn't hurting anyone, but. He has a feeling that her incarceration has quite the story behind it. Of course, he wasn't one to pry, but he can't help but worry for her and what it might have done with her mental, even though Vi seems physically and mentally strong.]
Is that where you learned how to use those gauntlets you mentioned before? I must say, I envy those who can fist fight. I am a magic user myself, but working on the farm helps with strength I must say.
[Hmm. There's definitely some history here, but he wasn't one to pry. He doesn't want to be nosy either, since there seems to be some hesitation there, but he doesn't mention it. Instead, he simply says what any Dad would say, and he merely rolls his shoulders to help latch the door onto the hinges.]
I see. I am sure he would be very proud of you; it seems as if you are doing well here at least.
[It's the small victories, even if construction work doesn't seem like a lot. Still, it's honest work.]
I see. I do not mean to pry, but I am assuming that the environment back home is not good?
[Just throwing it out there, since his world has gone to shit, too. Misery loves company and all.]
[she's quiet for a moment, hating how the fact that thinking of Vander always makes her eyes sting. would he be proud of her? she hopes he would, even though she doesn't always think he would be.
she let so much go to hell, after all.
she rubs her nose with the back of her arm, and doesn't comment on his first set of comments. instead, she shakes her head, acting Unbothered about it all. even though it's Vi, and she's pretty bothered by everything all the time.]
"Not good" is probably the understatement of the century. "Gone completely to shit" is probably a much better way of saying it.
[at least that she won't get all emotional saying.]
[Had he known her any better, she would have gotten a headpat here, but he doesn't know her all too well, and instead, he just tries to give a comforting smile. He doesn't know what she's going through, or what even happened back in her world, but it was at least a comforting gesture. So painfully like a father at times, he couldn't help but try and comfort people. Still though, he makes no comment on it, and simple curves his lips into a soft frown.]
I see... I must admit, my world has ah, as you put it... "Gone completely to shit" as well. I take it that it must be different circumstances there, but I completely understand.
[Vi has made him say some funny shit the past 20 minutes they've been working together, and it's honestly funny coming from him. Still, he want to keep their conversation light, and if him being a boomer and saying stupid shit like that will get anything out of them, then he's content.]
[Kaeya has, unsurprisingly, spent quite a bit of time at the tavern since arriving. Such places are good for keeping a pulse on the goings on within the community, and while news of a farm being built would fail to grab his attention back home, it's a different story here. He's yet to learn much about the people here, so who knows? Poking around on the farm might yield something juicy.
With that in mind, Kaeya makes his way down to the farm to offer his... assistance? Well, the jury is still out on whether or not he'll be any help, but he's here anyway, singling out Astralin and greeting him with a broad grin and a wave.]
Good day! You must be the farmer everyone at the tavern is buzzing about.
[There's been so many people coming to the farm, but he takes note of who leaves, and who comes in. Though, he's finally taking a break when Kaeya arrives on the farm, and he comes to realize that he seems a bit different from these Aldrip citizens. Was he a Chosen...? It's a thought that comes to mind, and he readjusts himself to regard this strange, but interesting man. There was something about him that was definitely familiar magic wise, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.]
Good day, Sir. Are you here to help with the farm?
[He seems friendly enough... Although Astralin can't help but give Kaeya a once over in curiosity. Needless to say, he liked the way this man dressed. Stylish, and... Cool.]
But yes, you have found me. Astralin Turnont, at your service.
[Kaeya hardly minds being given that curious once-over, but as stylish and cool as he looks, this flashy getup won't loan itself well to farming. Still, Kaeya is here to "help", isn't he? Here to get his hands dirty, but perhaps not in the way Astralin imagines.]
Kaeya. The pleasure is mine, Astralin.
[As for the farm itself, Kaeya parks his hands on his hips and glances around.]
Setting up a farm is quite the endeavor, isn't it? I'll help you as best I can, but first, would you mind showing me around?
[Astralin can't help but eye the stranger in front of him again, but only because something in particular comes to view. Directly staring at the vision that rests on Kaeya's hip, observing the strange symbol within the glass. Rather... Curious about it now, since the shine and symbol reminded him of ice. Was Kaeya an ice magician of sorts...? He would have to ask, that was certain.]
I do not mind showing you around. Come, and follow me.
[This isn't the first time that he's showed someone around the farm. He motions Kaeya near the garden first -- flowers in full bloom for him to see. Something about these flowers particularly off, though, with a bright light surrounding the flowers. Upon further inspection, if Kaeya chooses, he will notice that the flowers are infused with ice -- small particles of ice flakes surrounding the flowers.]
This is the flower bed. Some of these flowers have been in bloom for quite some time, and are ready to be picked. If you know anyone who is in need of any flowers, do let me know. These are... Special.
[Do you like his Vision, Astralin? When their eyes next meet, Kaeya flashes him a knowing smile, his curiosity piqued. Those with an affinity for magic thus far have managed to pick up on the fact that the item at his hip has magical properties of its own, coming as little surprise to Kaeya.
Following Astralin around the farm, those flowers do catch his attention, as does the light surrounding them. Ice crystals... Those would certainly explain Astralin's fascination with the Vision at his hip. Hunching down, Kaeya inspects them closely.]
Special, you say? I've certainly never seen flowers infused with Cryo magic such as these.
[Ice? Cryo? Same thing. Still... He doesn't see a Vision anywhere on Astralin's person, so Kaeya's willing to bet some other source of magic is at play here.]
[Oh, this man was certainly sharp. Usually his eyes would keep to themselves, but there was something particular about that piece of jewelry (?) that was special on it's own. It certainly has a story behind it, he's sure, but his eyes are back to meeting Kaeya's with a neutral look. The corner of his lip twitching into a faint smile as he watches Kaeya's vision turn to the flowers. A mutual distance kept between the two, but he does watch in silence as the other man notices the magic intertwined within the bed of flowers.]
Cyro? Is that what you call your ice magic?
[It's said with a curious tone, and he brushes back some of his hair.]
But yes, they are infused with my ice magic. I have powers that allow for perseveration by infusing ice energy into it. Thus, what you see here.
[His hand extends out, and at his fingertips, ice particles begin to form. It's only a small fraction of what he can do, but he doesn't mind showing off his magic. It doesn't seem like Kaeya here is dangerous in any way. At least, not in the way that he's thinking.]
I take it from the piece of jewelry you are carrying, you must hold some fraction of power.
[Ah, that certainly answers one question: this man may control the same element as himself, but he isn't from Teyvat. Astralin is quite astute regardless, and Kaeya meets his question with a smile and a nod, straightening up to gesture to the Vision hanging from his belt.]
You've guessed right! This is what we refer to as a Vision where I hail from. As you might have guessed, mine allows me to control the element of Cryo— ice, in other words. But while we share an element in common, I don't believe I can achieve what you've managed to do here.
[He's careful not to say what it is he's actually capable of doing with his Vision, but needless to say, their respective magics are versatile in their own unique ways.]
And I suppose you must have an innate talent for using magic, no? I don't see anything like a Vision on your person.
[If he had the confidence, he'd certainly go over there and look at the vision a bit closer. However, keeping a mutual distance between the two, and staring at it from slightly afar was enough. His eyes fixated on the vision as Kaeya begins to explain it. Needless to say, he was quite fascinated, as there weren't many people in his world who could control ice, or cyro in his words.]
I see. It is quite rare for me to meet those who can use, let alone control our element. You must be quite talented, Sir Kaeya.
[There was certainly something about him, honestly. But he can't quite put his finger on it, honestly.]
Ah, well. There are those who call me a prodigy due to my bloodline, but... My world is rather strange. Everyone in my world is born with magic. I suppose whether you are good with it or not depends on time, and your bloodline, but. You are not wrong about me. Very intuitive of you.
[Talented... Astralin's compliment is far too generous, but Kaeya isn't going to draw attention to the matter by disagreeing. His Vision is merely a "gift" from the gods, but a prodigy like Astralin has surely worked hard to gain such fine control over his magic. Much as he would love to see which of them would come out on top in battle, he'll keep that thought to himself for now.]
They do say practice makes perfect. Still, it surprises me to see you employing such skill in the field. Is botany a specialty of yours?
[Kaeya can think of plenty who would kill to have powers like Astralin's on the battlefield. Those who put their powers to use for purely non-lethal pursuits are few in number... but does Astralin count himself among them?]
I suppose you could say that. While I was born a farmer, one of my spouse's taught me techniques that I would have not learned myself. That... And I suppose you could say that I use my ice -- cyro in your words -- to create and preserve. So I suppose I might be a bit of a cheater.
[He is a fairly passive person it seems, but the scythe on his back might paint a different description of him. He's been in battle one too many times for his liking -- enough to apparently mark him for his charge. But, for the most part, Astralin himself is passive. However, if he had to, he could certainly defend himself.]
... Hm.
[To show a small fraction of his power, he does extend his hand out. A bright light quickly shining from his hand, that dissipates in seconds. A ice sculpture of Kaeya's vision quickly forming within his hand, pendant and all.]
It is not very impressive, but should you need anything made, then I would be more than happy to create it. Medium, to small creations.
[His scythe his made out of his ice, but he can't seem to conjure up the magical energy he needs for his larger creations, and that was fine.]
[...What remarkable skill. Even those skilled in the utilization of Cryo would struggle to replicate a person's visage in such exacting detail. Kaeya marvels at it, hands on his knees when he hunches down to examine it closely. No detail out of place, it seems, and his eyes shoot up to meet Astralin's with a broad grin.]
I'm afraid our definitions of impressive are entirely different. On the contrary, your talent is obvious at a glance. Very impressive, Astralin.
[Very impressive. On the mental list of notes he's maintained on the people of Aldrip, he places Astralin towards the top.]
I'll be keeping your offer in mind. I may not be of much assistance on the creative front, but should you ever find yourself in a bind on the battlefield, feel free to seek me out. Then again... that scythe of yours looks plenty imposing on its own.
Has anyone told you that you have quite the silver tongue, young man? Not that it is a bad thing.
[The compliments... Are quite flattering, really. Something he thought wouldn't be so special might actually be special, with the way Kaeya speaks. Quite honestly, Kaeya is reminding him of someone special back home, and there's a hint of a flattered smile that appears on the corner of his lips. Flattered, and homesick really, but he won't say anything about that second matter.]
Is that so? Are you a knight or sorts back home? Or perhaps a warrior?
[His eyes give Kaeya a once over, before trailing back to the scythe on his back.]
Ah, well. I am... But a simple farmer. However, I have seen much blood spilled, and I suppose you could say that I have spilt blood as well. Times of war back home have made it difficult to keep my hands clean of that, but... I do appreciate your offer. It puts my mind at ease, to know I can rely on someone in battle.
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Upon glancing further, there are also fences being build around the perimeter. You'll see Astralin leaning against one of the finished fences, with a water canteen in his hand. For once, he has his cloak off, and those who come closer to him will notice multiple scars on his arms. They look particularly painful, but they don't seem to bother him in the least.]
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she'd never seen one before -- or even, the skeleton of one.
she looks over at Astralin as she shoves her hands in her jacket and moves closer, actually looking kind of curious.]
So...a farm. Are you the guy that's looking for help?
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That is correct. I owned a large farm back home, so I suppose I felt nostalgic and restless, and felt the need to make another one here.
[An acre of land was totally fine, but he does nod again.]
I do apologize if you were taken against your will, but I will ensure that you are paid, or at least given a nice meal. Have you ever built anything?
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Was bored anyway. And no, I haven't really built anything before, but I'm sure it's not hard.
[she can understand him being restless, at least, but she doesn't know if she'd really want much from home. as far as things go, anyway.]
Money and food's always nice though, so I'm not gonna complain.
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[Luckily, he's wearing a modest shirt today that unfortunately shows off his bruised, and tattered arms from a bad incident. Of course, he isn't too bothered by it today, since he was more busy trying to get this farm put together.]
Come now. Let us help the construction workers with the barn first. My livestock will be arriving soon, so I believe the barn would be a good start.
[Once Astralin begins to walk toward that area, Vi will immediately see the construction workers begin to surround them and motion them toward the doors that they're trying to put up. It seems as if they need a bit more muscle, which Astralin is happy to provide.]
I take it that you are good with heavy lifting, no?
[He could tell by her build that she could literally pack a punch or two.]
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but after a couple of months, she figures some people would want to get some sort of normalcy going.]
Can't be any worse than bigass metal gauntlets.
[they were pretty damn heavy, even if the nerds had probably put in some sort of shit to make them a little lighter. but she's not going to complain, and she's going to walk over to one of the doors and starts to adjust them to the way that the construction workers needed.]
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Big ass gauntlets...?
[Well now he's curious. He follows right behind her, and goes to the opposite side of Vi so that they can easily get these doors to the barn adjusted. Not at all surprised by the fact that she can adjust these heavy doors. He is very impressed, however, and mentally notes Vi's name in the back of his head for future reference.]
Good! Now just keep those doors steady while we nail it in!
[One of the construction workers are quick to add the nails to the door to fully cement it in. Both Vi and Astralin's strength making the construction workers job much easier. Enough to where the construction worker shouts that Vi should come and work for them sometime.]
I must say, I do agree. You have the muscle...
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she shrugs at him, still looking like she might be preening over the compliments internally.]
Not like I had much else to do but keep my strength up when I was in jail back at home. I'm not gonna lose it now.
[not to mention that she was always kind of naturally strong, but yanno.]
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He's not bothered by the fact that she might be a criminal. Even if she was, he wouldn't care, as long as she actively wasn't hurting anyone, but. He has a feeling that her incarceration has quite the story behind it. Of course, he wasn't one to pry, but he can't help but worry for her and what it might have done with her mental, even though Vi seems physically and mentally strong.]
Is that where you learned how to use those gauntlets you mentioned before? I must say, I envy those who can fist fight. I am a magic user myself, but working on the farm helps with strength I must say.
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[she trails off for a moment, thinking of Vander. it always brings an ache to her heart to think about him, and right now, a knot in her throat.]
Someone taught me how to use it when I was growing up. I just wanted to follow in his footsteps.
[at the mention of magic though, she tilts her head.]
Y'know, I don't think there's a whole lot of magic back at home. If there is, I don't really see it.
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I see. I am sure he would be very proud of you; it seems as if you are doing well here at least.
[It's the small victories, even if construction work doesn't seem like a lot. Still, it's honest work.]
I see. I do not mean to pry, but I am assuming that the environment back home is not good?
[Just throwing it out there, since his world has gone to shit, too. Misery loves company and all.]
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she let so much go to hell, after all.
she rubs her nose with the back of her arm, and doesn't comment on his first set of comments. instead, she shakes her head, acting Unbothered about it all. even though it's Vi, and she's pretty bothered by everything all the time.]
"Not good" is probably the understatement of the century. "Gone completely to shit" is probably a much better way of saying it.
[at least that she won't get all emotional saying.]
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I see... I must admit, my world has ah, as you put it... "Gone completely to shit" as well. I take it that it must be different circumstances there, but I completely understand.
[Vi has made him say some funny shit the past 20 minutes they've been working together, and it's honestly funny coming from him. Still, he want to keep their conversation light, and if him being a boomer and saying stupid shit like that will get anything out of them, then he's content.]
Shall we get the other door on?
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With that in mind, Kaeya makes his way down to the farm to offer his... assistance? Well, the jury is still out on whether or not he'll be any help, but he's here anyway, singling out Astralin and greeting him with a broad grin and a wave.]
Good day! You must be the farmer everyone at the tavern is buzzing about.
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Good day, Sir. Are you here to help with the farm?
[He seems friendly enough... Although Astralin can't help but give Kaeya a once over in curiosity. Needless to say, he liked the way this man dressed. Stylish, and... Cool.]
But yes, you have found me. Astralin Turnont, at your service.
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Kaeya. The pleasure is mine, Astralin.
[As for the farm itself, Kaeya parks his hands on his hips and glances around.]
Setting up a farm is quite the endeavor, isn't it? I'll help you as best I can, but first, would you mind showing me around?
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I do not mind showing you around. Come, and follow me.
[This isn't the first time that he's showed someone around the farm. He motions Kaeya near the garden first -- flowers in full bloom for him to see. Something about these flowers particularly off, though, with a bright light surrounding the flowers. Upon further inspection, if Kaeya chooses, he will notice that the flowers are infused with ice -- small particles of ice flakes surrounding the flowers.]
This is the flower bed. Some of these flowers have been in bloom for quite some time, and are ready to be picked. If you know anyone who is in need of any flowers, do let me know. These are... Special.
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Following Astralin around the farm, those flowers do catch his attention, as does the light surrounding them. Ice crystals... Those would certainly explain Astralin's fascination with the Vision at his hip. Hunching down, Kaeya inspects them closely.]
Special, you say? I've certainly never seen flowers infused with Cryo magic such as these.
[Ice? Cryo? Same thing. Still... He doesn't see a Vision anywhere on Astralin's person, so Kaeya's willing to bet some other source of magic is at play here.]
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Cyro? Is that what you call your ice magic?
[It's said with a curious tone, and he brushes back some of his hair.]
But yes, they are infused with my ice magic. I have powers that allow for perseveration by infusing ice energy into it. Thus, what you see here.
[His hand extends out, and at his fingertips, ice particles begin to form. It's only a small fraction of what he can do, but he doesn't mind showing off his magic. It doesn't seem like Kaeya here is dangerous in any way. At least, not in the way that he's thinking.]
I take it from the piece of jewelry you are carrying, you must hold some fraction of power.
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You've guessed right! This is what we refer to as a Vision where I hail from. As you might have guessed, mine allows me to control the element of Cryo— ice, in other words. But while we share an element in common, I don't believe I can achieve what you've managed to do here.
[He's careful not to say what it is he's actually capable of doing with his Vision, but needless to say, their respective magics are versatile in their own unique ways.]
And I suppose you must have an innate talent for using magic, no? I don't see anything like a Vision on your person.
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I see. It is quite rare for me to meet those who can use, let alone control our element. You must be quite talented, Sir Kaeya.
[There was certainly something about him, honestly. But he can't quite put his finger on it, honestly.]
Ah, well. There are those who call me a prodigy due to my bloodline, but... My world is rather strange. Everyone in my world is born with magic. I suppose whether you are good with it or not depends on time, and your bloodline, but. You are not wrong about me. Very intuitive of you.
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They do say practice makes perfect. Still, it surprises me to see you employing such skill in the field. Is botany a specialty of yours?
[Kaeya can think of plenty who would kill to have powers like Astralin's on the battlefield. Those who put their powers to use for purely non-lethal pursuits are few in number... but does Astralin count himself among them?]
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[He is a fairly passive person it seems, but the scythe on his back might paint a different description of him. He's been in battle one too many times for his liking -- enough to apparently mark him for his charge. But, for the most part, Astralin himself is passive. However, if he had to, he could certainly defend himself.]
... Hm.
[To show a small fraction of his power, he does extend his hand out. A bright light quickly shining from his hand, that dissipates in seconds. A ice sculpture of Kaeya's vision quickly forming within his hand, pendant and all.]
It is not very impressive, but should you need anything made, then I would be more than happy to create it. Medium, to small creations.
[His scythe his made out of his ice, but he can't seem to conjure up the magical energy he needs for his larger creations, and that was fine.]
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I'm afraid our definitions of impressive are entirely different. On the contrary, your talent is obvious at a glance. Very impressive, Astralin.
[Very impressive. On the mental list of notes he's maintained on the people of Aldrip, he places Astralin towards the top.]
I'll be keeping your offer in mind. I may not be of much assistance on the creative front, but should you ever find yourself in a bind on the battlefield, feel free to seek me out. Then again... that scythe of yours looks plenty imposing on its own.
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[The compliments... Are quite flattering, really. Something he thought wouldn't be so special might actually be special, with the way Kaeya speaks. Quite honestly, Kaeya is reminding him of someone special back home, and there's a hint of a flattered smile that appears on the corner of his lips. Flattered, and homesick really, but he won't say anything about that second matter.]
Is that so? Are you a knight or sorts back home? Or perhaps a warrior?
[His eyes give Kaeya a once over, before trailing back to the scythe on his back.]
Ah, well. I am... But a simple farmer. However, I have seen much blood spilled, and I suppose you could say that I have spilt blood as well. Times of war back home have made it difficult to keep my hands clean of that, but... I do appreciate your offer. It puts my mind at ease, to know I can rely on someone in battle.
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