[ There's that flash of confusion again. The word "prototype" flies right over Arenvald's head. Mayhap if he spent more time with the members of Garlond Ironworks, a small corps of engineers back home seeking to wrest magitek from the grip of the Garleans and share it with the world, he might know what it means. As it stands, it's just another in an increasingly long line of things he doesn't understand since he got here.
But an introduction -- that he understands quite well. ]
Connor, then. That's much less of a mouthful. My name's Arenvald.
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But an introduction -- that he understands quite well. ]
Connor, then. That's much less of a mouthful. My name's Arenvald.