07-06-2018, 08:03 PM
Harold chuckled gently "Well you wouldn't be the first man what stepped out of his comfort zone for that." Jacob has the strangest feeling as the old man peered intently at him. Almost like his blood was attempting to crawl out of his veins. The feeling passed as Harold's eyes moved back to the hunk of wood that was starting to take some sort of shape. "A mage was it? How's that working out for you?" The question had an offhand sort of feel to it as though he had asked as an afterthought.