*Silfr greeted the man with a neutral bow of his head, before raising his chin for their eyes to meet. Despite the gentleman being of expensive attire, and Silfr being barefoot in brown robes, the Highlander held his own with self-respect and willfulness. Albeit respectfully, Silfr’s hazel eyes were challenging the gentleman for dominance, almost, even in such a simple dynamic as greeting one another. Characteristically, Silfr spoke with conviction, carried through a soft tone of voice. It was almost rehearsed, but equally so, it was honest.*
“To find my place in the Canonist clergy, and live as a man of simple carpentry, and readiness to take up arms in defense of my fellow Mankind, and the One True God.”
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