"Oh, yes, of course...I forget sometimes that I am not quite known be everyone."
Balsjur smiled, his teeth flashing in the night, and he might as well have been displaying his fangs. "My, my....you must be something...special, I presume?"His eyes followed the Mage as he bowed, his smile turning more into a grimace as he watched the distasteful hare hop around off head. A grimace which was effectively wiped off Balsjur's visage before the Mage went upright once more.
Balsjur crossed his arms as he listened to the rest of the Mage's banter-- his name was Casilune?-- and deigned to grace him with a distinguished inclination of the head. Damn right the little mage man should be positively swooning over the chance to officially welcome Balsjur, the BAMF of all Warriors, to this little insubstantial speck of a city. "Casilune...then. Indeed...an honor it is to hold such...priviledge, I must say." He spoke with a casually commending cadance, as though, vaguely, he were verbally patting Casi on the back and saying "good job".
He pause for a moment. "My name in return, hmm? I'm named Balsjur...Elite Soldier of Tontorra. Well met, Mage." At this point, Balsjur would normally shake one's hand, or even give them a hearty pat on the back if they were male. He refrained from doing both of these things, the former because questioned whether the Mage would take his hand if he offered it; the latter because he feared the little man couldn't take the oh so powerful blows from Balsjur's paw.
As the for Summoner-- Balsjur didn't wish to be rude, even to the mage Casey, but even with the enhanced Mist levels of the area his mind was painfully limited to one subject. And at the moment, Yuu was not it.
The poor girl was forgotten for the moment.
*oh the friendship *tear*
