21.Mar.13, 05:50 PM
N'kal raised his brow, a stern look in his eyes as said kid back talked him. "You, ya scrawny runt.", he was suddenly not in the mood for back talk, even from a kid. The irritating group of girls passed by soon enough and his attention for the moment was back on the boy before him. Why he was annoyed with the boy he didn't know, he supposed it was the chatter of the girls and the gossip they were spreading, either way he took a moment and tried to calm his irritation. It was not the boy's fault.
Having given the boy back his ridiculously large whatever it was N'kal stood with his arms crossed, brow still up. He took a step back when he tried to hand it back to him, what the hell did he want it for? He was no harper, though he was in the Harper Hall and usually only harpers resided there. He did feel kind of bad for him, he was so scrawny and the object was rather cumbersome, even for him, considering his arms had to have three times the muscle.
"Harp? What in the name of the Egg do I want a harp for? I'm no harper boy!" He gave a laugh as he realized what the hell was going on, this boy though him a harper, him! "Wouldn't know how to play it even if I wanted to. Tell you what though..I will help you take it to someone who can give it to whoever it was made for." 'Well this is a first...some crazy kid thought I was a harper!', he told Torath, greatly amused now that he wasn't confused or annoyed. Oh, If only I could fit in the Harper Hall, Torath replied, equally amused from outside the Hall, sunning himself like the lazy lump he was becoming.
He rocked back on his heels a bit then decided to give his name to the boy, offering a hand to shake. "Name's N'kal, rider of Bronze Torath. Definitely not a harper."
Having given the boy back his ridiculously large whatever it was N'kal stood with his arms crossed, brow still up. He took a step back when he tried to hand it back to him, what the hell did he want it for? He was no harper, though he was in the Harper Hall and usually only harpers resided there. He did feel kind of bad for him, he was so scrawny and the object was rather cumbersome, even for him, considering his arms had to have three times the muscle.
"Harp? What in the name of the Egg do I want a harp for? I'm no harper boy!" He gave a laugh as he realized what the hell was going on, this boy though him a harper, him! "Wouldn't know how to play it even if I wanted to. Tell you what though..I will help you take it to someone who can give it to whoever it was made for." 'Well this is a first...some crazy kid thought I was a harper!', he told Torath, greatly amused now that he wasn't confused or annoyed. Oh, If only I could fit in the Harper Hall, Torath replied, equally amused from outside the Hall, sunning himself like the lazy lump he was becoming.
He rocked back on his heels a bit then decided to give his name to the boy, offering a hand to shake. "Name's N'kal, rider of Bronze Torath. Definitely not a harper."