Ah! I have met many a mage in the past, and you seem to carry yourself the same way.

[He tapped his chest.] I have had time as a Archer, before I learned the way of the Warrior and Dragoon back home.

Oh, pray forgive me. My name is--

[Suddenly, from above, a curtain of water cut him off as a washbin slammed on his head.] Sorry! [Was heard from above as he sputtered.]

Godsdamnit, that always happens...