10-11-2011, 11:17 PM
When Reorik pulled the knife, Luce eyed him curiously and then just a bit warily at the mention of a contract. "My kind can, yes, though I have never done it before." Luce had taken a slight step back. "Do you think it is necessary to form a contract with me?" The young goblin looked very serious though, his expression seemed unwavering and so Luce stepped forward.
Luce weighed the decision heavily, but if the goblin was completely serious and intended to go through with it, then Luce would not deny him. Once, he glanced towards the window, the wind had seemed to pick up a bit. Perhaps it would blow in a storm. Luce didn't mind rain, but he didn't like thunder at all. Still, the inn was a sound building, they'd be safe under it's roof from a storm.
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