Malfrin

Malfrin frowns in concentration, trying hard to focus on the finer points of Owyn and Amun's dialogue.

Dunno about that, Samson. I figure that of all of us, I've got the least of all three of those things you talked about. Education and learning, well, no, not really. Owyn's trying to train me up to be a proper Squire, and I'm trying, but it ain't like - It isn't first nature to me.

Lots of places I see young folk with way more understanding of scripture than me. Way better with a sword. Maybe wiser and kinder and all that too, I don't know. Thing is, a lot of them, they don't become...this. Us.

I dunno. Maybe it's wrong to say that training and passion aren't enough to make you a champion. But that's how I feel. I didn't pick this. It just kind of found me, and when I tried it on, it fit right. Like a really, really good pair of breeches, right? Tight in all the right places, and it somehow helps support you when you need to make a move.