Sun Mote Copse Wind singing in the willows

"Well, I have heard good things about Just-Figment from aforementioned Cool-Fen," Wraen pointed out in good humour. She had hard time to believe that this dashing young man (one-to-definitely-be, if he did not believe in himself to be such now) had self-doubts of any kind. From her point of view, there was nothing wrong with him and everything great was ahead of him. But, what did an old crone, who was four times his age, know about life, eh?

"I will be boring and practical - let's start with things you enjoy doing - trade-wise and in general," she asked, hoping that her attempt made conversation easier for the young fellow. "I, for example, are notorious for talking people's ears off and not knowing, when to stop," she winked.