[@lightning: No problem :) Happens to most of us :XD I guess I should also warn you guys that I type slow]

He laughed when the flirty blond got him back with a joke. "Well you know that lake nearby? There's a family of swans that's settled down under one of the willows. They have a new batch of ducklings with them and I thought I'd paint 'em before their feathers got white." He took a sip of his juice as he remembered his late night escapades. "I didn't want them moving away from me though so I snuck over there last night and painted them under the moonlight while they were still asleep. Lucky no bandits showed up.", the artist said merrily, though he was quite on edge when he was out after dark. Cordova wasn't exactly a fighter and his skills in the arcane were considered child level by his people. That's what he got for not paying much attention in class. At least he knew the basics.