h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

"Oh that."
*takes off faceplate.*
"Eh-hee... no not really. That's just part of a lullabye I remember from when I was littler."
*takes the extended hand and gives it suave bit of a *
"You are Lady Shaylar's other apprentice, the one who can make creatures out of wood, yes?"

"I'm Ecg, the mess-up, the part-demon, who casts spells by Accident. The last name's Unagi."

[Ecg]: (in a sort of a Jack Sparrow PoC sort of way) : "No, you see... I am the son of a witch, and that makes me a warlock, or at least part. Add onto that the fact that my father's a captain and his dad a full-demon... and things get a bit more complicated. Very pleased to meet you by the way."
*shuts-up for a second, hoping not to have placed his .*

"In the dining hall, they were talking, about how they are needing to mobilize some of the mages... for a skirmish. Against orcs."

[Ecg Unagi]: "You are the one whom Lady Shaylar calls Elwyn, yes?"

Yes, please call me Elwyn.

*bows to her fellow apprentice and stares, taking in Ecg's appearance*

Forgive my ignorance but I have never ...

*trails off realising it might be rude to bring up his demon heritage and she laces slim fingers together with the left thumb over the right (genetic trait?)*

I'm the one who burned a table in the High Council because I cannot control my magic

<I *am feeling Cththonic/demonic *does evil-laugh* My little bro. He went and harried me while I was on garbage & KP duty... so I chased him away w/ a garbage bag. Then mom chewed me out and insisted that he have a bath >
[Ecg Unagi]: "No. It's alright Miss, I get that look quite often..."
*grins and a few of his teeth are short fangs...*
When he shuts his mouth then opens it to make a reply though,- they are back to normal.

*Gives her an inquiring look with a strange sort of glowing(blue) stare -in return.*

"Oh , are my eyes glowing again?"
*cuts it out.*

*is fascinated by the glow*

Ehm, sorry but how do you pronounce your name again? *tries to make a gutteral sound*

[Ecg unagi]: "I like to tell people stories about my grandfather... he was somewhat a reknown alchemist... before he "died." Fellow with horns... named Kraken Unagi. We called him "kabuto," since when he took hiss helmet off, the horn'd still be there."
*s*
"I inherited my chain-grappler form him (grappling hookshot-thingy w/built in winch)."

*Then looks at her in earnest seriousness*
~You must not tell Lord Thurin though. If he were to find out I was 1/4 demon, he'd probly kill-me on the spot.~
"Um..."

[Ecg]: "Oh,- My first name is one mom and dad picked out. Middle English... for blade or "sharp-implement"... you know like an "edge sorta (try Ecgkth)."
<Well, he was the one *smirking* <- points fingers. lol>

I reckon you did get more than just the blood from Kraken though since you can do magic

*smiles* It's nice to be trusted my a stranger; I won't tell *thinks: a person's word is the person*

"It's alright, most people call me Eck,- or uh Ack! not you again (help)... that sorta thing... Lady Shaylar keeps saying I'm "Edge" <- of the tip of the line I'm 'fraid. What ( don't know quite how else ta word it) -are you anyway?"

"I'm ... , but enough about me, what of yourself (if you don't mind, that is)?"

<"Of this" I meant... Typo.>
[Ecg]: "Elwyn... [is an] interesting name itself. Saxon influence perhaps?"

*wonders if she is bothered by the cross-shaped scar he has on the side of one cheek... a momento "from a 'knife-fight'."*

< I just noticed the kabutos reference what a blast from the past that was; hm, sea-faring and Grendel ... you sure you're not a geat? >

Ack! Me? *looks past shoulder*

My familiar is a salamander *remembers guiltily had forgotten the meat to feed it*

*silence*

*struck by inspiration* want to see my cupboard? have you a room yet?

[Ecg Unagi]: , that would be a treat... *(, cupboard, yes, how does a party of guests fit into it) he silently wonders*
"I do... It's got a rock-garden and a 'swimming-bath'(hot tub)... refurbished/renovated them all by myself too."

*shuts-it to let her speak (In an attempt to be tactful).*

[Ecg]: "Would a salamander, perhaps like ... That's what I always seem to feed Eal, and he likes it ..."
*holds up a he caught from the moat*

"Er..."
*places the fish into a small-basket.*
"Do you like Green ?"
~A Cupboard, eh? I'd like to see it.~