He gave her a small smile and they stopped by a table with intricately carved bows. "Rowan," the man greeted him warmly. "How are you?" Rowan looked up, head tilted thoughtfully. "Well enough. Do you have any barb-tipped arrows I could purchase from you?" "Eh... I may have some in the back..."
The man noticed Tez and cocked his head. "Who's this?" Rowan looked down at her and smiled slightly. "This is Tez," he said, kissing the top of her head. "My girlfriend."
He laughed lightly, draping an arm around her. "You." The man cocked his head, one eyebrow raised. "Really? I never thought I'd see the day."
Rowan looked up, almost apologetically. "Oh, sorry, sorry. Tez, this is Raenos. He makes the best arrows in town." Raenos nodded, running a hand through his black beard. "He's right. I do."
"I've known Rowan for a long time," he said cheerfully. "We used to play together when we were kids." Rowan nodded slowly, pursing his lips.
"Oh, nice to meet you too, Tez," he said, not unkindly. He hesitated before tilting his head. "Not to be blunt, but what exactly... are you?"
