[b][h2][color=8dc73f]Baulder[/color][/h2][/b]

Baulder looked up from his tome when he heard cracking what he could only describe as stretching as vines began to over take and entangle the suit of armor. Baulder began to laugh at the sudden misfortune of the suit of armor, not knowing why exactly everything seemed to exist to inconvenience him. Baulder started laughing so hard tears began to well in his eyes. For a few seconds he managed to open his eyes and saw E'nasha quickly making her way over to his table. He had seen her a few moments ago waving at him, a gesture which he had returned. But he was made to suddenly close his eyes again as tears began flowing. His stomach was starting to hurt from laughing so hard when E'nasha addressed him.

He managed to start calming himself down and to keep down enough air to form words. "[color=8dc73f]Hi E'nasha, all of the seats are yours if you want them. The armor man... gives me a good laugh.[/color]" Baulder managed to trail off his laugh and began wiping the tears from his eyes. He let out a kind of half laugh half sigh which then finished with him just grinning. "[color=8dc73f]Sorry I haven't seen you much, blood sickness I learned was a thing that happens to us. I've been... recovering from that.... thing after the catacomb trip. How have you err... been lately?[/color]" Baulder managed to tack the last sentence on as he had been learning it was proper "social" etiquette to do when talking to someone. Easedropping on the people around him had become a useful skill for him recently. It was the main way he found out that some lady named "Mar" was sick or afflicted with something due to a hunt of some sort around the same time Baulder was put in the infirmary.

He had learned bits and pieces about several goings on at the college while he was laying helpless in that bed. The only thing he had found really important was that there was a baking contest that he had not been able to attend do to his weakened state. These thoughts of missing out on baked goods had been weighing heavily on Baulder's mind as of late.