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She set her bread down,"No...not really. I suppose i'm just surprised you let me stay."she picke up a piece of fruit and took a bite of it.

"My little sister was a witch," he said expecting it to explain much.

She blinked,"Ahh...yes that makes snese. Thank you...I am in your debt..."she bowed slightly.

Tearon nodded looking into the fire, "You're welcome to stay as long as you want."

She nodded slightly and looked down,"What is your name?"she asked softly.

"Tearon," he pushed some hair behind his right ear. ((said like "terra", but replace the "a" win the word "on"))

She stood and walked over to him, studying his face curiously,"You use a sword correct? You look like the type."

Sighing he nodded. "Yes, my sword is over there," he gestured to his beautiful sheathed sword.

Nalel glances over at it then sits back down,"Do you work for the guard?"she asked and bit into an apple.

"No, how could I? With how opposed to witches they are?" he shook his head and looked to the witch. "And what would your name be?"

She nodded and smiled slightly at him,"My name is Nalel..."

"A nice name. And what was the concern of my blade?"

"i've seen it somewhere before.."she said with a sigh, running a hand through her blue hair.

"I've had it for 3 years, since my last one broke," he went and retrieved his sword.

Nalel watched him,"Where did you get it? It's beautiful craftsmanship..."

"I got it from an old black smith. Over in Arledon, I think."

"Ah yes. Now I remember. I watched the black smith make the blade."she smiled a bit.

"He seemed like a nice old man," he handed her the sword, in case she wanted to inspect it further.

She took the sword and unsheathed it, smiling a bit as she lightly ran her finger down it's edge.