Odd Acquaintance

A small wave of magic sent Majvoc onto his rear, the dagger flinging from his grasp.
Kespin calmly walked up to Luna and looked at the elf with an odd sanity.
"Your gifts are great and they will be a boon to those you are close to."
He then gave a wide(mostly toothless) grin, waggled his eyebrows and walked off, mumbling about a rather lude memory.