[h3][color=black][b]Earthland - Phoenix Wing Guild Hall[/b]
Rutger Artz[/color][/h3]

"As a child soldier, I doubt you had much choice in the matter." Rutger said, after a moment of being taken aback by Damien's statement. But the man himself didn't seem bothered by it at the moment. "Soldiers in general don't always have a choice in who they fight." He glanced over towards Vincent. "He, on the other hand...even if he had to do things most people wouldn't to survive, I don't see why he couldn't have sought work elsewhere. If he left the orphanage when he was too old to be adopted, he was certainly old enough to do some kind of legitimate employment."

The traveler shook his head. No need to harp on about it. It looked like Vincent was at least sincere about trying to change his ways, though Rutger still didn't trust him as far as he could have thrown him. 

Master Jamie jokingly asked that they help clean up the guild hall as part of their test, and for the first time since the meeting Rutger smiled genuinely. He began rearranging tables and chairs, though some that were broken beyond repair he dragged outside and piled up. As the thought of using them to make a bonfire occurred to him...so did the thought of that bonfire going out of control and destroying his new home. When he went back inside, he looked to Master Jamie and Damien. 

"So, while we do this...I don't suppose you have any tips for reigning in unruly magic power?"