IC: Thel "Actually, an old friend of mine knows a lot about knife throwing," Thel replied, suddenly filled with memory. "He can nail someone in the eye from across the room and make it look like child's play." He smiled, followed by a muffled, one-note chuckle. It had been a while now since he'd crossed paths with him. Crazy fool. "No idea where he is though," he continued, going back to eating. "Guy could never sit in one place for long. Even if I tracked him down, I doubt he'd bother teaching you; wouldn't be his thing. You'd have better luck posting a few notices around town."