[center][color=black][b][h1]Gaivred[/h1][/b][/color][/center]
[b][center]Greymont Castle[/center][/b]

The large man listened as Rhea answers Gorou's questions. She didn't do much better than Eli had but there was still more information provided. While she talked his eyes drifted the the white wyvern that she stood next to. He eyed the muzzle upon its jaws, was it not fully tamed? Was it a nipper like some of his horses? He'd ask later since he didn't plan to be flying on the reptilian beast. A fine tremor ran up his spine, how he hated heights. Hearing his name his eyes snapped to Gorou who gave a slight bow of his head.

"I'm no longer a Sir, Gorou..." He said, letting out he was no longer an official knight. "But it's a pleasure to meet you all the same." He continued, giving the man his own respectful head nod. The only indication that he was unhappy that his station had been taken from him was the slight tightening around his eyes. A movement that only the sharpest eyes would find thanks to his helm. At Rhea's question his helmed head turned towards her. She mentioned blade, which was another word for sword. Axes were considered to be bludgeons due to the lack of a cutting blade.

Gorou gave her his answer, what it boiled down to in Gaivred's mind was that he was always into self improvement. Only a little more flowery and long winded. Gaivred gave a slight shrug of his shoulders. "I go where I feel I'm needed to do as much good as I can." He stated as he shifted a little in his saddle to find a more comfortable position. When the armored woman mentioned riding the wyvern he paled. His hands squeezed on the reins in his grip, making the leather creak audibly. "No thank you..." He ground out, his voice a little hoarse. It was obvious he wasn't a fan of even the notion of flying.

Gorou seemed interested so he let the man have the 'honor' of flying, and potentially falling to his doom. Shaking his head Gaivred leaned a bit and stroked the jaw of his mare. "I'll stick to horses, thanks." He said, forcing himself to regain his composure. With that he righted himself and looked at the rest of the group, waiting for them to saddle up.