[center][h3][color=ff8800]Asmund Gjanarsson[/color][/h3]
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[color=ff8800]"Personally ? Nothing!"[/color] the gifted shouted back to the witch so he could hear him without too much effort. Asmund then looked at Mrs. Fairfield, trying to determine just by her facial expression if it would be okay to more or less briefly interrupt the lesson. Not that he really wanted it, but in his mind, seeing Vlad doing what he had just done was an obvious catastrophy waiting to happen.

[color=ff8800]"Let's go."[/color] he said towards Niall and dismounted from the draft horse. He didn't feel that confident about his riding skills that he dared to stay on it until it was right next to Vlad, and he certainly wasn't eager to let this beast Niall was sitting on to come close to him. It didn't take long for the gifted to reach the scarred man.

[color=ff8800]"I'm just worried about your safety... honestly. Wasn't Laurel's behaviour this early morning enough for a while ? Or did she soften up everything retroactively and tell you that everything was okay ?"[/color]