"If Kain volunteers then I should warn you - since I was involved - that he's a Reaver now." And from the look on his face, Asher isn't entirely sure how he feels about that one, but he agreed, it's done, Kain will deal with it or not and well there were plenty of other people he could have learned from but Asher took the time to suss him out properly first.

A barrier should probably always feel like a barrier, but Asher's so used to Korrin doing it that he's always struck by the little differences when someone else does it. He's seen enchanted blades before, or sometimes Amalia has coated their weapons in flame if the situation calls for it but this is very different, and he didn't know lightning was even possible. He grins. He definitely likes it. "You got yourself a good find there," he comments, putting more of his weight into his next swing to see how much Sam can take before he's forced back.

Ataash, being Korrin, and Asher falling into his usual habit of calling out surnames or shorter names in battle, names that tended to carry easier on the field - Korrin could get lost, but Ataash had a much better ring to it when you had to bellow it loudly over the right sort of din. "Her tent in Emprise du Lion with furs and me any way she wanted me? Aye, I liked that tent. But a healing tent smells bad. Smells like people that are ill and dying and hurting, and all the people that care about them that are upset, and hoping or despairing, can't even breathe right in a healing tent."