[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=pink]Cuyler Eysteinsson[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=pink]Location:[/color] Traders’ Market[/center][hr]

Cuyler smiled politely and nodded, gesturing in front of him before sweeping his arms out to encompass the whole table. 
[color=pink]"Everything you see here has come from the Land of Lost Nights. The wood carvings are of my own creation, while everything else here has been created by those who can no longer travel but still wish to keep their craft alive,"[/color] he explained to the aging Wizard and his friend. 
Cuyler moved off to the side to let the gentlemen exam his wares without being pressured or shadowed. He learned from a young age to give the basic information and give space to potential buyers. No one liked to feel pressured. He glanced further into the Traders' Market to see if he could see how young Halvor was doing from here. Not having a good angle, Cuyler grabbed a stool and sat down. 
[color=pink]"Arya Rincewind, the ExtraOrdinary Wizard,"[/color] Cuyler stated. It sounded like Cuyler was to launch into some great epic about the young Wizard and her greatest achievements. A genuine grin crossed his face, reaching his green eyes and he looked back to his customers. 
[color=pink]"We met at a Traders' Market a few years ago. Well actually, Thia met her,"[/color] Cuyler said and as if Thia heard her name, she came bounding back through the crowd. Her tail was held high and she proudly sported a chuck of meat. Rabbit, by the smell of it as she neared. She came up and set it gently down on the cleanest patch of stone, before she went to greet Cuyler's prospective buyers. Cuyler chuckled, [color=pink]"She truly is my greatest asset. Anyways, I noticed Thia pushing a woman towards my table and called her off. The woman looked quite shocked by Thia's forwardness, so I began to apologize profusely until I saw who it was. I'll confess I was not the most, welcoming after that. My family was killed when I was younger and I am convinced [b]Magyk[/b] is behind it."[/color] Cuyler instinctively reached up and rubbed his late sisters arm band. It hung on a chain around his neck and he would habitually check that it was still there. 
Thia, sensing her companion's mood change, came over and nudged his hand until he scratched her favourite spot. Right between her ears. She moved off after she was satisfied and began to eat while Cuyler finished his tale. 
[color=pink]"Your apprentice is of a very strong mind and was quite determined to, educate me on [b]Wizards'[/b]. She didn't give me much choice [i]but[/i] to listen as she set me straight."[/color] 
Cuyler smiled, his eyes seeming to light up at the still fresh memory. To him, it could have happened yesterday. Arya was always willing to set his mind straight and Cuyler had a habit of pushing Arya's buttons. He enjoyed her reactions. 
Cuyler looked over to the Wizard Tower again. He was looking forward to seeing his friend after these many months away.