Soften the brute
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Saluce watched the woman as he sat back in the chair in a more relaxed posture. How she exercised caution around him seemed to irk him a bit, had he really been such an ass to deserve such behavior? He guessed it was the truth but it didn’t much matter dwelling on it now. Eyes watched with intrigue as she chewed the herb, and he waved off the offer to apply it himself. No it was bad enough her spit was going to be on his foot, he didn’t care much to have it on his hands either.

“I am a blacksmith, handy man, warrior, and teacher, these days more handy man, and teacher than warrior,” he spoke in response to her question. Her looks weren’t unappealing to his eyes, but she seemed to have the personality of a brick. Everything seemed to flow off of her and it bothered him. He liked for his interactions with people to be more emotional he guessed, or in reality he probably just dealt more with either emotionally unstable or just a terrible person.

“what is it you do Alae?” he asked out of curiosity.


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