Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141201012529/@comment-10906938-20141208041604

"Well, some of you know me, some of you don't. I'm Galadir, Riona's older brother. I'm getting paid craploads to tell you things that you really probably should be able to figure out yourself. Get your looks now, after earlier today, I'm not sure how much longer I'll will be paid said craploads. I'll be straight, I have no real qualifications to teach. But I think you guys might like me better than some three hundred year old man who drones on and doesn't even seem to realize there are other people in the room. So-" Galadir glared at that other guy that he had long since given up on. The young man was raising his hand.

"Yes?" Galadir asked, in a very stern voice.

"Professor Mel-"

"I am a knighted Knight of the Order of the Dragon."

"Ser Mel-"

"Please, call me Galadir."

"Gala-"

"Take a moment. Is this question worth asking?"

"It isn't a question."

"Then it isn't worth my time."