(Post written by Script)
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Rynhart." Sylvire said as the elf male was introduced, inclining her head, "I will admit to being impressed by your music, when it caught my ears down the mountain path."
A compliment was always a good way to begin a relationship, be it that of friend, or merely acquaintance. Even this far after Amarathia's fall, politics still flowed in Sylvire's veins. As Alair arrived, Sylvire nodded him too. "And equally a pleasure to meet you, Alair."
The sorceress smiled to Parlina before returning her attention to Kento. "I have matters to attend to, as you know, Taima, so I will move swiftly onwards. Kento, Taima has told me much of your training. She says you show great promise, and skill, but by no fault of your own you are lacking in the power necessary to go toe-to-toe with our more fearsome enemies. I am here to alleviate this."
As she spoke, Sylvire drew out from beneath her cloak a long metal pole, identifiable after it was fully revealed as a weapon-like javelin. Along its length, blue lightning crackled. "I wish to bestow upon you the Lightning Javelin, one of the artefacts that we are tasked to protect. It was previously in the care of a knight named Faris, but he disappeared, leaving it behind. I can only assume that this was because he was called away to a place where he could not fight for our cause, as he was an honourable man. It is a powerful weapon that will grant you the powers of lightning, and be bound to you. It will always return to you when you call it, so long as it is able."
Sylvire extended her hand to proffer the weapon to Kento. "May it serve you, and you it, well in the days to come."
