(Post written by Daimayo)
Kento couldn't help but blush slightly when his lack of skill was mentioned by Sylvire... he knew that he couldn't go against many enemies that they had and win, and was still slightly embarrassed by the fact - he needed to train much more; of that he was sure.
The blacksmith's thoughts were interrupted as the Javelin was revealed, leaving him staring at the weapon openly. The magical nature of the throwing spear was clear as lightning crackled along the shaft... he knew of the artifacts. Taima had even shown hers to him, though she'd not let him touch it. Despite his small knowledge about their nature, he had never expected to possess one of his own - and certainly not so quickly. He knew that this was a responsibility that he now would bear for the rest of his life, but the young blacksmith knew that he would bear it happily. He was a true member of the Patronus now. Kento's gauntleted hand hesitated, but looking up at Sylvire he took the weapon carefully.
"It... tingles." He held it closer to himself, his gaze passing over the blade, drifting to the handle... It felt as though a current was running along the arm that held the Javelin, a current which threaded its way through his body, making him shiver mildly. It felt as though something was trying to feel him out... to familiarize itself with him. Slowly taking his eyes from the weapon he earnestly bowed to the woman who had given him the weapon. "This is an honour... thank you so much."
Holding the javelin tightly, Kento barely noticed the arrival of the two newcomers - neither people were known by him, but their easy acceptance by the others was proof enough that they were allies. Looking at Taima when she spoke, he nodded wordlessly, listening to his mentor - He may be another bearer of an artifact, but that did not change the amount of respect he had for the Dragonborn.
