Halesey asks the approaching fat man a question as he manages to not unleash the best potato vortex ever upon his weak, tubby flesh.
”Hello, yeah, um. So… uh. We used magic to take over this leyline like you asked. What next? Shall we go forth and... uh. Yeah.”
"I can see you did! Sweet, dudes. Righteous work you did here. Now wait a moment."
He steps over to where Halesey knows the leyline to be, and looks in a completely different direction from it.
"Awesome vibes you got here. You guys are great! The best! Really, I mean that."
Elizabeth then also joins in on the questioning.
"By the way, what were you doing that was more important than helping us out? Maybe I'd not look like a savage if you had intervened. Anyway, what's the next step?"
"Why, I was trailing you guys, watching how you did on taking care of this bit of business. I can safely say I've been real pleased with your performance, and that you're all I could ask for in apprentices. And I'm sure your hair... oh God, what's all this... well, I'm sure it'll grow back. So, um, yeah. I was evaluating you guys. Being on the down low and all."
"Really. Thanks for the help, there. Kinda had a fat guy on me I would have loved to have been not on me." Larry adds, kicking the individual on the ground right in the nuts again.
"Now what?"
"I guess you're initiated into the arcane mysteries of magic or some shit, so I guess it's time we all picked ourselves new names. Wizard names. Cool-sounding names. It's totally a part of being a wizard, don't you know. My book tells me it's integral to the whole thing! I've already got mine - I'll be known as Morbrayne! Sweet, eh?"
The fat guy opens his arms in a 'ta-da' motion, grinning at the assembled people.
"Have ya given any thought to your new names? Well, ya probably haven't, considering I didn't tell you any of this shit until now, but... any bright ideas on what you'd like to be known as?"