Anton Nadramie
Crystal Manufacturer
Walking along the golden line that was inscribed Anton wondered if the flashiness of it would be too much. This huge celtic knot inspired marble inlaid on wood with the golden beam in the middle. In reading he had found that training was to be done in a sacred place. So utilizing the balcony of his mansion he had done such a thing. Then the remarkably similar Tom Taff entered the area. Lead in by a Biituvian woman, green skinned and buxom however very quiet as she spoke with mostly her hands. She gave a low bow before leaving Tom to Anton.
"Greetings and Welcome! Étude du château I hope this is what is needed for today, aside from the dueling sabers there." Motioning to a box along the wall aside the door. "Don't worry, I don't intend either of us to die. They make Protosaber's look deadly. While still having the elegant touch of a Nadramie Saber." Walking close now he offered a hand to Tom.
"Anton Nadramie, pleasure to meet you. I've heard lovely things about you from my favorite little group out in the stars. Sadly they're not big for details and I only know your name and that our professions may be different, but we share clientele. Tell me about yourself! I'm absolutely starved when all my character research falls flat."
"Greetings and Welcome! Étude du château I hope this is what is needed for today, aside from the dueling sabers there." Motioning to a box along the wall aside the door. "Don't worry, I don't intend either of us to die. They make Protosaber's look deadly. While still having the elegant touch of a Nadramie Saber." Walking close now he offered a hand to Tom.
"Anton Nadramie, pleasure to meet you. I've heard lovely things about you from my favorite little group out in the stars. Sadly they're not big for details and I only know your name and that our professions may be different, but we share clientele. Tell me about yourself! I'm absolutely starved when all my character research falls flat."