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Mentions: Xing [@PandaBrady]
[color=fff200][i]Location: Magnolia (Outdoors)[/i][/color]


His eyes wandered a second time over Xing's entire form, once she had told him her age.

[color=f7976a][b]"17? So you are a child after all, but also a pugilist? So the outfit is a mixture of practicality and tradition. Fair enough."[/b][/color] The finely dressed man said in a ponderous manner, while cupping his own chin, his thumb under it and the index finger tapping his lips. He did have some questions, but after hearing her words she seemed to answer most of them. Such as why she had approached him, a chef in need of a critic?

[color=f7976a][b]"I wouldn't go as far as calling myself a food critic, but if the food or cake is flawed, one should point out the errors so that the baker can improve. I am not familiar with this Crocus you speak of, come to think of it though. It does sound like the name of a flower."[/b][/color] Galdin said calmly towards Xing, before taking a soft breath to continue. "[color=f7976a][b]I am not an actor, but I find plays to be amusing at times. I am currently unemployed."[/b][/color] The man explained after a slight bit of pondering, I mean it wasn't a lie. He didn't techincally have a work to go to, and being a noble was hardly a way of work. Or so he thought.

[color=f7976a][b]"So you are a practical, traditionalistic child chef? What's your name? No, allow me to introduce myself first. My name is Galdin Frayheart, I am a traveller from a distant area."[/b][/color] He said, having risen up from his seat to offer a courteus bow in greeting. That he was a traveller and from a distant area wasn't a lie neither, his home was quite a distance away and he was out travelling from his home, his home which he saw as little more than a prison.