[center][h3][color=violet]Zenoram[/color]
Phoenix Wing Guild Hall
Interacting With: Gideon[/h3]
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Zenoram was a little taken back by Gideon's excitement in asking if he would like to join. In truth he wasn't sure how useful he could be. [color=violet]"Um... I think I would. But, honestly, I'm not sure how useful I would be in a combative situation."[/color] He laughed a little bit before it dawned on him. Gideon introduced himself, but he and Mithera hadn't. [color=violet]"Oh yeah! I'm Zenoram. My magic is a special brand of Time magic called Time 'Zone' Magic."[/color] He said calmly using air quotes around the word 'zone'. He looked as though he was about to introduce Mithera next, but then something strange happened. Gideon was suddenly being pulled away from him through the crowd by the sword. Through this entire ordeal he kept looking back at Zenoram. What should he do? Was there anything he could do? The look of confusion on his face would have been as evident as anybody elses, especially Gideon's. 

[color=violet]"Well... Looks like even the most normal looking people turn out to be more interesting than anything, huh, Mithera?"[/color] He asked as he began to run forward through the crowd. It wasn't too fast or anything, still it would have been good if Mithera held on. Just in case, he didn't want her to fall unexpectedly. [color=violet]"Um, Gideon... If your sword talking there?"[/color] He asked in a hushed voice, after the sword seemed to have small conversation. Then the spirit told him to take the sword. She would be his sword, Zenoram couldn't really follow what was going on at all to be honest. Still he could guess Gideon didn't really have all the answers either. He couldn't help but smile, a small chuckle escaping his lips. The day was certainly shaping up to be a bit more interesting and energetic than he had imagined. He found himself more excited to find out what might happen next. 

[color=violet]"Look... I may not know much about you, or what's going on here, but if Caliburn is your sword, and you fight with it, trust it with your life you can trust the agreement it made."[/color] He said giving the only thing close to advice he could. [color=violet]"So, complete the contract so this, spirit? I guess... Can become your sword."[/color] A spirit becoming a sword. A situation he never would have expected to come across. And that was assuming he was getting this whole thing right.