A Troubadour and a Mage meet up one day - (Closed - Ranko Kanzaki)
Huh, though it made him happy to know classes from home had managed to have come here and be saved by those weird blue-skin mages too: this Troubadour seemed really kinda lost, didn’t she? She seemed to almost be looking from one thing to another rather frantically, looking scared: there was nothing here to be scared of, so…logical adult thinking meant she was lost, right?
He wanted to offer help, but he was feeling too in awe of the Troubadour - they were above mages like him in social constructs back home, even when they were from a noble family like he was! Though, when she suddenly came to a stop, he did, too. She did this a few times. Uhm. Was she playing some kind of chase game with him? He was totally a mature adult and shouldn’t be playing games! (Even if the idea did make him excited…)
Then, she turned, yelling halt. Oh, so she wasn’t playing chase…she knew he’d been following, and he fidgeted with his large hat shyly on stopping as directed.
Though, her strange way of talking made him lower his gloved hands from his hat. Uhm…?? Oh, wait…this was how Owain spoke a lot of the time, so if he just took the time to deconstruct her talk like he’d do with Owain, it should make sense.
“Young bystander? Nu-uuuh, I am nooot - you’re around the same age as me, I can tell!”
Pouting a moment at the assumption he was a child, he then sighed, looking apologetic. “I’m sorry if I was a sudden distraction to your powers, though - I didn’t mean to scare you. I…saw you going along, but was…k-kinda too shy to say hello. So I followed you to try and get up my courage.” At least he’s managing to speak bravely NOW.
“Oh, uhm…do I want something? Yes, actually…this might sound weird, but…are you a Trobadour? You look so much like one of them, and it reminded me of home…! If not, that’s okay. I promise not to be sad. I’ll still try and help you, though, if you’re not a Trobadour…you look really lost and like you need directions.”
A mature adult helped people in trouble, yes!!
"Ku ku ku... There is no shame to be found, my friend, in trembling in the shadow of my powers. Although sealed at present, the full force of my abilities are enough to make even the fiends of Hell themselves cower in fear!”
Following this dramatic proclamation, Ranko faltered slightly as she processed the stranger’s next words.
“A... troubadour?” She stumbled over the unusual word slightly as she tried to process its meaning. A few moments of silence ticked by, each one heavier than the last, before - “Uh... K-Kya ha ha!” That’s a laugh high-pitched enough to make most passerbys wince. “I have borne the weight of many titles over the expanse of my life, but many moons have waxed and waned since the last time someone correctly identified this one in question! It is as you say - I am indeed a tr - uh... t-troubadour!”
She paused to clear her throat briefly.
“...You have done well, my new companion, to identify the power sleeping within me... Surely you must possess magic of your own to have obtained such impressive insight. Thus! I will permit you the greatest of honors - you may accompany me to my destination, that grand crossroad of departures and beginnings which I seek!” Um, yes, I’m a little bit lost... I’m trying to get to the train station - do you think you could help me figure out where to go?
