Apr 14, 2014
Head On || Gerik and Ephraim
Ephraim grinned. Innes of Frelia certainly wouldn’t let anyone slack off. Then again, Gerik was never one to fall short in his duties as a mercenary.
"Thank you, Gerik. I appreciate your support."
Noticing the sword in the mercenary’s grip, Ephraim had an idea.
"How would you like to have a practice match to pass the time?"
Glancing down to his sword, then back to Ephraim, Gerik grinned. Of course, he should have expected such a challenge. There was no way he could turn one down, either.
"A practice match, huh? How could I say no?" his grin widened. "Well go on, prince. What are the rules of this little match of ours?"
