The last Kobold fell and Lucian gave a sigh of relief as the battle ended. His adrenaline began to level out, a sensation he had grown accustomed to over the years. Part of being a Battle Mage was learning how to cast spells and focus through the adrenaline surges that often time narrowed your thinking to flight or fight responses. It was one of the primary things a good soldier always had to find a way to control. From Battlemage, to Shield Fighter, all the way down to a Field Courier, mastering that skill was critical to staying alive.
After he steadied himself, the Wizard walked up to Edgrin and extended his hand in greeting, "Good to meet you Edgrin." He gave the Halfling a firm handshake if the little guy wasn't opposed. "I'm Lucian Blackwood. Battlemage Third Class, of the Andoran Republic. You're musical assistance was very appreciated."
He called over to Toryn, "Can you take a look at his lute and see if you can fix it?"
Then he turned back to Edgrin, "Were there any other prisoners down here besides you three?"
After he steadied himself, the Wizard walked up to Edgrin and extended his hand in greeting, "Good to meet you Edgrin." He gave the Halfling a firm handshake if the little guy wasn't opposed. "I'm Lucian Blackwood. Battlemage Third Class, of the Andoran Republic. You're musical assistance was very appreciated."
He called over to Toryn, "Can you take a look at his lute and see if you can fix it?"
Then he turned back to Edgrin, "Were there any other prisoners down here besides you three?"
