[center][h3]Vadymc[/h3][/center]

Somewhere deep inside of himself, Vadymc made a mental note just to forget about Miles when it came to reasonable conversation about certain topics. Unfortunately his own primary profession just was pretty much exactly about those topics, so effectively he could forget about Miles when it came to any kind of conversation that was above the level of mere smalltalk. It almost seemed that Miles had come to the same conclusion, at least the man seemed unwilling to continue talking. Instead he switched positions, now apparently trying to start some dialogue with Ana. How ironic... hadn't he just put her on the top position of his personal 'people to mistrust' list ?

Now he was left with Irnflow and wondered whether he should continue talking with the blacksmith or not. The tiefling let his muscular tail whip over some loose stones, tossing them onto the wayside behind him while he thought. Having come to the conclusion not to put more pressure onto the topic Vadymc then just said "Well I'd say that everyone has his or her preferred methods. I just wished I'd be a little warmer here."

Vadymc was not fond of low temperatures. Where he came from the weather was rather hot, sometimes even sweltering, and high winds were a rarity just as were large amounds of rainfall. The rogue pulled a little at his clothes, trying to wrap them just that little bit tighter around his body in order to preserve the warmth that was left. "So what are you doing normally ? Forgive me being so direct, but you don't look like a pure fighter." For that, the rogue simply deemed Irnflow to be a bit [i]too[/i] bulked up. All that muscle and its weight could stand in one's way.