[color=goldenrod][i][h2][center]Gerard Segremors[/center][/h2][/i][/color]

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He nodded. Easy enough.

[color=goldenrod]"Well met then, Takashima."[/color] the knight inclined his head. [color=goldenrod]"Sagramore Gellért. In our common tongue, Gerard Segremors. If my companion here has the right of your visit's nature, I would hope to introduce myself more properly soon."[/color] He knew little of Akitsushima, less than Fleuri— but trading blows with Rui in the dream-spun world had proven to him the gripping nature of the conversations he favored with people like himself. The language of sparks and steel was universal between swordsmen— to know a man's heart truest, you would find it singing at the end of his arm. That was what Cyrus had told him, when words between them inevitably broke down.

The man argued best by caving your head in. Only fitting that such was the quickest way anyone had found to get Gerard to learn.

His eyes returned to pavilion, resting close to where the foreign dignitary's had drifted after names were exchanged.

[color=goldenrod]"If he's right... Would this be your first foray into the Valours, friend?"[/color]