Zala blinked up in shock at the woman addressing her. She had almost forgotten that the companion she had strapped to her waist was her reason for being so willing to follow Cameron on another adventure. [color=a0410d]"There you go again,"[/color] she felt the rusty iron's grumbling in the back of her head like an old memory resurfacing, [color=a0410d]"forgetting about me, letting me bash into things and bump my head on everything you trip over you clumsy cow."[/color] Zala glared down at her iron and gave it a smack.

[color=598527]"Hush now,"[/color] she said firmly, before offering a hand to the teacher addressing her, [color=598527]"Zala Underbridge,"[/color] she said, [color=598527]"and the annoyance strapped to my waist is Isiah. I'm assuming that we are offering both names."[/color] Zala's eyes flickered towards Walt to reassure herself that he had done the same, then across to Cameron as if willing him to take the conversation further. She knew that she couldn't hold much hope - he wasn't much of a talker.

Cameron looked to the new teacher and frowned. The man didn't look remotely interested in teaching him anything and he felt a twinge of competition strike up within him. He had taken up archery as a child and still continued to practice to this day - more so now that he had found Fothaes. In the back of his mind he felt a cold laugh bubble up into the surface of his consciousness. [i][color=662d91]'So there you are.'[/color][/i] He hadn't heard much from his weapon since his decision to attend Forever Worthy.

[color=ed1c24]"Seems as though this place will be good for you - something to drive you for once,"[/color] her voice echoed. Cameron shook off her smug competitive waves of enthusiasm and looked to his 'teacher'.

[color=662d91]"I'm sure I'll give you something to think about.."[/color] he said calmly.

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