[BlueInTheShell]

"My first time actually seeing things didn't...Go well. I was the only one of two who managed to make it alive out of a group of seven." Christoval said plainly, the man looking deep into the empty well of his mug while he frowned for moment. It was goblins. It was always those green little shits. They harassed his family when he was farming with them. They harassed him and his little caravan when he had first arrived to his first guild, "Guess I learned a couple of things about battle. It's a struggle no matter what, for both sides. That, and every single little green monster deserves to get slain." There was a hint of bitterness in his voice, and for a brief moment he sounded like some sort of disciple in line with Wisp.

Taking a few breaths to cool himself down, Christoval collected his thoughts and recalled his own accounts with Wisp. "I don't think I've seen Wisp even use an ounce of what she's capable of. I've watched her chant something and then purple smoke made an ogre choke to death, and she just kinda...Shrugged it off. Not sure if it's because she's a dark mage or not. It's kinda scary to watch when you're just good at swinging metal." Christoval said with a nervous chuckle. "Well, if Arabella decides on hanging back, she's gonna have a really bad day. Wisp doesn't believe in that. She'll make her do her fair share, even if she has to paralyze you with a spell." Christoval hiccuped for a second and frowned. "It's...It's not a fun experience. I ended up the guinea pig for that spell."

Christoval's spine tingled and the young knight wriggled his toes in his boots; Pale eyes looking every which way except towards Kastivi as he tried not to let on the fact he was oogling her every chance he had gotten when her attention was directed elsewhere. The dark skin was rather...Tantalizing. He was so used to people with paler complexions, and like a smaller, more juvenile child, he wanted to ask her if it was the same as his. "That's the plan. Keep working at it. Who knows? I work a lot with Wisp. I'd be open to staying with her if she wanted. I'm learning and that's the important bit. "

Once their eyes locked, the boy was putty in Kastivi's hands though, the man smiling like a shit-eating, love smitten knight. "You gotta uh, remember though. They've just got experience on us. That doesn't make them better. Smarts can usually win in the long run. Patience. And then remember to do things they didn't teach you. They expect you to only know what you've taught them." Christoval shrugged. "You could beat Wisp. I've done it a few times. Her pride is the biggest weakness. Insult her enough and she acts out without a backup plan when she misses."

The two moved over towards the Dark Mage, only to see a large, blonde, near-naked woman hugging the Dark Mage nearly lifeless; Wisp kicking and snarling at the woman.

"Get off me you large, ugly oaf."

"AAAAH! WISP. YAH STILL LOOKING LIKE YAH HATE EVERYTHING. MAH FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOU."