Snippet #2772108

Kento stopped sparring the moment that Taima gave the signal to cease, although he did not immediately see why. He heard Sylvire's greeting a moment after, and turned to the sorceress, bowing out of respect - He had never met the woman, but had heard enough about today and her description that he realized immediately who it must be: Sylvire, the one seen as the leader of the Patronus. As he listened to her introduction, the blacksmith respectfully sheathed his blade.

Kento was surprised at how quickly things were moving. - The fight outside of the smithy still seemed like it had taken place only yesterday, and now already he was meeting the leader of their organization. He remembered arriving here weeks ago, wearing both his blade and the green armour the he currently donned, carrying only food, and his smithing materials - since then he'd been able to set up a small forge in the mountains, and although he had yet to be tasked with creating anything of real worth, the man could tell that he was being tested.

Hearing his name, Kento nodded to Sylvire, indicating the he was who she was looking for... eyes wide. She'd sought him out? He glanced at Taima, wondering what it was that his mentor had had told the caster. Unclipping one of the shoulder guards of his armour, he watched as Alair landed, raising a hand in return to the other apprentice's greeting... but his mind was still focused on Sylvire. He'd been told that she was going to arrive, but not why... and her interest in him made him immensely more curious about the happenings of the day.