[Moran hasn't had any occasions to actually use his sword here before, also he has mentioned that he has one and knows how to use it. In fact, he has hardly done any kind of physical labor where anyone could see it, save a little bit of housework when asked, and, on a few occasions, throwing out a rowdy patron with remarkably more force than one might expect from someone looking like him.
So, yes, you might be a bit surprised to find out that when he said he is good with the sword, he wasn't actually overselling himself.
He's not a brute force fighter, and especially not now with no armor, but he doesn't avoid the shocks either. Mostly, given the size of the beasts, he tries to aim for eyes and limbs, to maim and obstruct movements before giving the coup de grâce.
If you fight by his side, you might occasionally notice his eyes suddenly flashing a soft silvery purple, and a glowing sigil appearing on his forehead. Every time this happens, he somehow ends up hitting a wolf that was coming rom an angle he should have been able to see, or dodging something that should have been too hard for him to dodge.
And maybe, if your lucky, you'll suddenly get pulled out of the way of snapping jaws or tearing claws just in time.]
B. STUDY
[Once inside, and exploration done, Moran has been attracted like moth to a flame to the study and its books. He will most readily volunteer to clean it up, and once that's done, he will... start reading.
He does not know the language, but back in the city, there was no coin to be spared on books. He managed to acquire a few, mostly star charts, to supplement his own observations, but the point is, he didn't have enough to start truly learning how to decipher this language.
And now he does.
Sure, the language itself is probably extremely mundane. Given the context, Moran expects those to be accounts book, or to extol about crops and possibly the weather. But first, that's good vocabulary to have, and second, the quantity matters more than the content, because the quantity means you can discern patterns, match occurrences and make inferences as to what things mean.
So at pretty much any waking hour - and a whole lot of what should be sleeping hours, Moran will be seated in the study, poring over the estate's account books, making diligent notes, cross-referencing things, and generally forgetting about eating and/or sleeping, clearly activities that are a waste of time and unproductive.
Please feed him or drag him to bed. Or come to see him so he can give you a lecture.]
C. Wild Card!
((OOC : will tag around for more daily interactions, because Moran will literally sequester himself int he study for hours without noticing.))
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[Moran hasn't had any occasions to actually use his sword here before, also he has mentioned that he has one and knows how to use it. In fact, he has hardly done any kind of physical labor where anyone could see it, save a little bit of housework when asked, and, on a few occasions, throwing out a rowdy patron with remarkably more force than one might expect from someone looking like him.
So, yes, you might be a bit surprised to find out that when he said he is good with the sword, he wasn't actually overselling himself.
He's not a brute force fighter, and especially not now with no armor, but he doesn't avoid the shocks either. Mostly, given the size of the beasts, he tries to aim for eyes and limbs, to maim and obstruct movements before giving the coup de grâce.
If you fight by his side, you might occasionally notice his eyes suddenly flashing a soft silvery purple, and a glowing sigil appearing on his forehead. Every time this happens, he somehow ends up hitting a wolf that was coming rom an angle he should have been able to see, or dodging something that should have been too hard for him to dodge.
And maybe, if your lucky, you'll suddenly get pulled out of the way of snapping jaws or tearing claws just in time.]
B. STUDY
[Once inside, and exploration done, Moran has been attracted like moth to a flame to the study and its books. He will most readily volunteer to clean it up, and once that's done, he will... start reading.
He does not know the language, but back in the city, there was no coin to be spared on books. He managed to acquire a few, mostly star charts, to supplement his own observations, but the point is, he didn't have enough to start truly learning how to decipher this language.
And now he does.
Sure, the language itself is probably extremely mundane. Given the context, Moran expects those to be accounts book, or to extol about crops and possibly the weather. But first, that's good vocabulary to have, and second, the quantity matters more than the content, because the quantity means you can discern patterns, match occurrences and make inferences as to what things mean.
So at pretty much any waking hour - and a whole lot of what should be sleeping hours, Moran will be seated in the study, poring over the estate's account books, making diligent notes, cross-referencing things, and generally forgetting about eating and/or sleeping, clearly activities that are a waste of time and unproductive.
Please feed him or drag him to bed. Or come to see him so he can give you a lecture.]
C. Wild Card!
((OOC : will tag around for more daily interactions, because Moran will literally sequester himself int he study for hours without noticing.))