Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617030930/@comment-11588669-20140629151659

He flushed a bit. The man had gotten the praise of an army after he had killed the Archmage, but he absolutely sucked with it. Echion never liked getting praised. He did his job, did good in his life, and that was enough for him. He didn't need any recognition for his actions.

So having an entire villiage of three, maybe four foot tall people congradulate you on saving their asses is rather...embarrassing. Not that he didn't mind saving them, and he'd do it in a heartbeat...he'd just prefer if they didn't know it was him.

"uh..." He took the honey cube gratefully, and bit into it, swallowing before he continued. "It was...well...uh...this is really good..."