[Sometimes you're the guy who comes from a long line of powerful, mysterious, destiny-laden figures who literally control the moving and shaking of the world, and sometimes you're just the guy who mops. For the moment, at least, Koby puts himself firmly in that second camp -- whatever potential he may or may not have is definitely on the far side of a lot of work.
Clearly the same doesn't go for the slayer-of-monsters beside him. Koby props his chin in one hand, narrowing his eyes a little at the words. He actually tries to recall, to place it, even though thus far nobody in Abraxas knows anything about his world. Finally, shaking his head:] It looks like a sea monster. I'm assuming it's not, though.
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Clearly the same doesn't go for the slayer-of-monsters beside him. Koby props his chin in one hand, narrowing his eyes a little at the words. He actually tries to recall, to place it, even though thus far nobody in Abraxas knows anything about his world. Finally, shaking his head:] It looks like a sea monster. I'm assuming it's not, though.