Tor explained his finding her with Ridley and tried to chuckle, though he actually felt a little jealous about the whole thing. Not to mention the invitation thing that happened because he was too stupid to find a cleaver way out of it. Rolph nodded and for once didn't laugh at his lack of noble knowledge.

“Well, you can just both have sex with her, it doesn't have to even be at the same time, and it will still count. You don't have to really do anything with him even. Just mention it to him first, when you're alone sometime. Let him know that you're friends and all, and that you don't mind sharing, but that you aren't into men. He'll understand, Ridley's good that way.” It was said as if the whole thing was perfectly normal.

Gah.

The large man's luggage followed him in, cases that Tor had made himself, but decorated to be very plain, looking like polished wood, but with no real decorations. It was about what any rich Merchant kid would have, except the part where they floated through the air. Even that was explainable, since his roommate made them, and gave them to him for free. It was even the truth, so he could swear it honestly. As he was setting up, Rolph glanced at the two boxes floating by his smaller friend’s bedside.

“What’s that?” A long finger pointed at the boxes, but the expression was a little skeptical. Rolph knew Tor well enough to get that it wasn't a collection of socks for the wash or anything like that.

“Oh, trying my hand at some simple copy work,” Pulling one of the shields out he held it up for inspection. It was dark brown and slick looking, that being the color of focus stone made from dirt in the area, and had a glowing green sigil in the center, an “S” with two lines through it cross ways.