♦ Fynnegan ♦
I guess I don't feel as poorly about upsetting the poor girl, I really must work on my temper. Sometimes I just wish I were normal sized, 9 HH isn't terrible but it is small, which can be annoying. The little one stepped forward to me- instantly becoming older in my eyes. and she says such confident words. I smile at her and dip my head. "An I have learned from you too Litte One, I will work on my temper, tempers are terrible things." Weir is good... I can't even hold a hoof to his ability to cheer up the little Amorette. I mean seriously, Weir still didn't have his ear back! He just continues on allowing her to snicker, and he pays no notice. Oh no, there he goes- they are back. My eyes flash with mock anger when he says he took my ears. I stop, stamp my foot in mock indignation, and hold myself in the most regal of manors. I speak loudly as if don't know my voice is louder than normal, "Weir the Wonderous, I demand, demand I say, that you place my eyes back upon my head. I am Fynnegan the Mighty, and no one, NO ONE steals from from me!" I barely finish my speech before I break into quite the fit of laughter.
There is is much going on with this visit, most of which I don't feel right commenting on. Who am I to make commentary when I am neither a member of gates of of Dale? My place is to listen I decide, so I nod to Magnus when he answered one of the few questions I asked. I can't say I fully understand how kingdom magic word But I understand it is tied to the lands. I keep my spot among the my companions, but fall out of the conversation. I walk and listen- as knowledge is never a fools errand.
Politics... it is an interesting thing, so much tip toeing, and double crossing. But my companions, they seem pretty straight forward. They do it right- straight forward, honest, and clear, no double edged sword hidden behind their backs. I like these people, yes. I like them quite a lot. They are good, and I feel lucky to know them. I walk, and listen, walk and listen, until I realize Magnus is talking about my father. He didn't know him, but it would have been unlike they would have met- it was a short period of time my father was in his position. "Yes, Yes. A good man, A good man." I smile at Magnus in this, then turn to Weir, "I feel we will learn much more about each other as time passes my friend."
I allow my thoughts to drift a little, I wonder how ma and pa are doing. I will have to visit them after things are more settled here.
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ooc- sorry guys Fynn and I were not on the same page tonight.