[center][color=#008b8b][h2]Fionn MacKerracher[/h2][/color][/center]
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[color=#008b8b]"Cyrus?"[/color]

He'd known the man was large, but seeing him 'in person' really hammered it home. It was a shame about the shirt, though—if Fionn had to guess, Cyrus wore one so tight purely to show off. It wasn't difficult to get them made to fit without tearing themselves apart.

But it did seem like a waste of good linen.

[color=#008b8b]"Hey, is that story that Tyaethe told me about you and Florian and the two Hundi true, or was she embellishing that?"[/color] he asked suddenly, utterly unconcerned with either the contents of the story or the other knights around him in the moment. Even if this was just a copy of the real Cyrus that Merilia had made for their benefit—like he imagined the Florian he'd fought in the prior dream was—Merilia would [i]also[/i] be likely to know the story...though he had nothing to go off of, guessing at whether or not [i]she'd[/i] be inclined to embellish herself.

[color=#008b8b]"Also, what was the largest boar the two of you ever took?"[/color]