03-10-2017, 02:57 AM
"That is your weapon." Taijun says of the pistol. "These are mine." He holds up two clinched fists. "They are the simplest form of weapons, but that is how I was trained. The bow is for... things my fists cannot reach." He says openly and honestly. "Me? I was born from one of the tribes here, but I know not which. My tribe was slaughtered. Lucky for me, my wise master found me as a little boy and raised me. He taught me the Martials Arts but I was not a very good student." He sighs. "Apologies, I was talking of myself. I was fortunate to be raised by my wise master, you were not so fortunate. My master would say that failure is more important than success.... I think he meant that not all good comes from good, and that not all bad can come from bad." Taijun will continue on like this as they walk, asking questions of Cin-Ezra and offering answers, however cryptic of his own past. He will explain that he was, no is, a Kellid of these lands but not raised of the land. He has a personal interest of what happens here. It is hard to explain. Nonetheless he tries to explain that he is both a native and an outsider, belonging yet not belonging to Numeria. (Taijun is not aware that his martial arts may have stemmed from where Cin-Ezra's family is from. He's only human after all!)
