Reginald turned around as he heard a title being called, two people, children by the looks of it, walking up to him. One with long blond hairs, brilliant green eyes, looking quite excited. And a character with raven hairs and sharp facial features, who seemed less happy.
"Ah," Reginald answered, accompanied by a soft nod. "A pleasure to meet you, Arran, Corianth. I'd make introductions but it seems like you two already have heard of me." The man smiled gently, hands still resting on the pommel. "It seems we'll be working together for the next weeks," he answered as he stepped forward, extending one of his hands to offer a handshake to Imai, then to Corianth.
"And, my apologies if I sound rude," he started. "But, you seem awfully young to be a dragonrider," he gave another smile. "So, you're most likely a child prodigy, which is admirable," he concluded. It was true, she was young and all child prodigies missed one vital thing. The experience of battle. Yet Reginald was more than sure the ensuing weeks would arrange more than enough experience for the young dragonrider.
