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[ostro_goth]

Teja is out on the training ground by the lakeshore, swinging his axe rhythmically and methodically at a wooden target that is slowly being reduced to splinters

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[sonofwhitecity]

After some time, he could notice a man watching him. A somewhat somber man, with hair as black and skin as fair as the Goth, though even taller and broader of shoulders. He is clad in clothing that would seem to Teja almost familiar in shape, if not style or heraldry. Fine, but sturdy clothes, as if for a travelling nobleman.

The man remains silent, just watching Teja practice, his own sword sheathed and a rounded shield, similar in shape to the ones the Vikings use, but made of metal, slung across his left shoulder.

[ostro_goth]

Teja notices the watcher and, after a while, turned to greet the stranger.

A man that might be, by the looks of him, from his own time, or near it.

"Greetings!"

[sonofwhitecity]

Boromir nods in response, his face serious, grave, but is looks natural on him, rather than an expression of displeasure.

"Greetings to you as well, sir. I hope not to have disturbed you by my presence. I am Boromir, son of Denethor." Another nod, deeper this time, but still within the boundaries of the greeting bade to an equal.

[ostro_goth]

Not names a language that feels familiar at all -- but who knows, he might be one of the wild Alani that had come sweeping into the Roman empire in the wake of the Huns?

"You have not," Teja says. "I am Teja, son of Tagila."

Name and patronymic -- a familiar, even reassuring, pattern.

[ike_greil]

Swinging a bladed weapon, this person is. Ike's just watching, though, for now, trying his hardest not to appraise and judge the man's style. But he does it anyway. Always one to prefer swords, he still couldn't help looking over his strengths and weaknesses - there were almost none of the latter.

Perhaps to break the uncomfy silence, Ike just mutters -

"Impressive."

[ostro_goth]

Teja turns to look at the stranger.

"Greetings."

[ike_greil]

"Hail." Perhaps Teja was from a world not unlike his own - a welcome change.

"Keen axemanship."

[ostro_goth]

"It is my favourite weapon," Teja says. "It achieves destructions when wanted."