Snippet #2814085

Korrin, noticing Lemnia’s reaction to his story slowly felt nervous at how she reacted to it. Maybe the wild boar wasn’t a great idea to tell and decided to try and mitigate the damage. ”It was more like a ‘Bonk’ then just ‘smash’. If I hadn’t dodged, well, I think someone else would have went smash instead.” He said, with a nervous look on his face as Ros asked her question. ”Pretty much, if I didn’t roll out of the way it would’ve killed me like it did several other hunters who tried to bring it down. I think either Desmiel was looking out for me that day or I was just very, very lucky.”

But then he realized what Cretas suggested he be dubbed, as an embarrassed blush spread across his face as he slowly sipped what little remained of his mead to hide said blush. ”Very funny. But I guess it’s a lot better then what my... what my Father called me. I won’t say what that is as there are children present.” as he said this, Korrin realized Lemnia was trembling as she looked between Ros and him after the former told her story of a Forest Lion attacking her, and thus he slowly put two and two together. ”Oh Lemnia I didn’t meant to make you upset with all the hunting stories. I’ve never really told stories before and this was my first time telling this one with a younger listener present.”

Even the Flame at the back of his mind seemed to cower a bit at the sight of a possibly scared child. Korrin had to figure out how to make her laugh and not focus on the stories of animal slaughter, and fast!