PenBlade1326
The Faint Light In The Dark Tunnel Of Life
Mission accomplished thus far. Going into town to give Gawain a sense of 21st century style is done the second the tries on his new clothes and see show well they fit. Shouldn't need help figuring that part out, he will know what fits and doesn't fit his body or what he is or isn't comfortable wearing. All else fails and they go to another store, no big deal! But they saved a ton of money if he likes the majority of stuff here. Going to another store to get a 'higher end' outfit is still within reason so Benji started looking on his phone for affordable but nice stores nearby. Money isn't everything but he knows it's important to keep track. Shopping with a lot of kids will do that; trying to get everyone something and pay for it without your wallet screaming at you. One store near here has good options! Go there! "I think we should get him a nicer outfit, too. Like something a little more costly but not extreme. Everything here is kind of old or used, just something brand new sounds like it could be nice," he suggested to April, her seeming to have the lead here. He'd do whatever, but he threw his two cents in.
Clay rubbed his stomach as it gurgled and growled like a monster. Literally so loud it caught the clerks attention. "Aye...if you want to take him shopping more be my guest but y'all I am gittin' real starved," he said. Charming southerner being the charming southerner he smiled while rubbing his stomach over his t shirt. "What's takin' that pretty boy so long--AYE! Gawain, is you alright in there?" Clay asked and then called to the knight in a fitting room.
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Slumped over on a stone seat with ax and blunted side draped over his lap, a whetstone sharpening it and a buffer sheet...well buffing it, Avlazor perked up. "Avlazor do good by Vorkalth. Blue Sentinel no more, we get pretty blue gem!" he said. Clearly the dumbest rock in the sack of rocks everyone compares intelligence of the stupid to. Motivating him is his desire to make his master proud. Power and conquest are his sharpest wishes along side keeping Vorkalth happy. Victory over Avalon lit him up like a Christmas tree. "What else Avlazor do? Kill Sentinel? Bring back two gems?! Make purple?" Hey, he knows red and blue make purple! There is a thought, however. Mindless warrior he is, but brutal he is also. Why stop at taking the blue charm when he could potentially grab two charms? Dim the lights of Fate and break a fairy's wings while he is at it! More for the Legion.
Clay rubbed his stomach as it gurgled and growled like a monster. Literally so loud it caught the clerks attention. "Aye...if you want to take him shopping more be my guest but y'all I am gittin' real starved," he said. Charming southerner being the charming southerner he smiled while rubbing his stomach over his t shirt. "What's takin' that pretty boy so long--AYE! Gawain, is you alright in there?" Clay asked and then called to the knight in a fitting room.
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Slumped over on a stone seat with ax and blunted side draped over his lap, a whetstone sharpening it and a buffer sheet...well buffing it, Avlazor perked up. "Avlazor do good by Vorkalth. Blue Sentinel no more, we get pretty blue gem!" he said. Clearly the dumbest rock in the sack of rocks everyone compares intelligence of the stupid to. Motivating him is his desire to make his master proud. Power and conquest are his sharpest wishes along side keeping Vorkalth happy. Victory over Avalon lit him up like a Christmas tree. "What else Avlazor do? Kill Sentinel? Bring back two gems?! Make purple?" Hey, he knows red and blue make purple! There is a thought, however. Mindless warrior he is, but brutal he is also. Why stop at taking the blue charm when he could potentially grab two charms? Dim the lights of Fate and break a fairy's wings while he is at it! More for the Legion.