The Summoner slowly started to ask a series of questions which Jobain took his time to think about.

[b]"What is the most important thing to a Craftknight?"[/b]

He thought about all of the villagers and those would couldn't fight for themselves as well as the others who would fight with him. [i]Standing between aggressors who would attack my companions or those who rely on us for protection.[/i]

[b]In battle- do you rely more on skill or your weapon?[/b]

Jobain unconsciously grabbed the edge of his shield knowing he could trust it with his protection. [i]My weapon.[/i]

[b]"Think of someone whom you admire- what is it about them that you admire so much?"[/b]

His thoughts drifted to his parents and the simple, practical way they lived as well as his relatives and ancestors who decided to take the same path he was determined to protect any and all who needed it with great [i]resilience of mind and body[/i].

[b]"And finally- what does love mean to you?"[/b]

[i]The comfort of knowing there will always be someone by your side and in your heart.[/i] He thought his expression relaxing much as if he was at home with his family.

Jobain stepped back mostly focused on the orb which was supposed to be his companion who he would fight alongside and care for during the coming times. He felt more ready than he had moments before to meet the being and see just what it would be like for him as a new Craftknight recruit.