[center][color=0072bc][h3][b]I'onriyi Stonehand[/b][/h3][/color][/center][hr]
Absorbing Ixion's words as well as the response of the sisters to them both, I'on found it a bit unfortunate that there was no likely way that they'd be made privy to the countermeasures that the Deo'iel had against Harvester. As a scholar and mage it was somethign that interested him greatly, but oh well, not all curiosities could be easily sated--in fact that was half the fun.

Then it was that their vampiric [i]friend[/i] spoke up, having taken a seat. I'on nodded at his oddly rational response to the whole situation. It was true, being near a Harvester was just asking for trouble...even if it [i]would[/i] allow for the possibility to find out what the beings were first hand--something the mage would generally consider invaluable. For the moment he decided to dismiss the idea altogether as it was indeed unlikely that any of them would survive if they encountered such an entity, let alone gain the chance to study it--in his case.

Noting that he'd had his own questions answered, I'on frowned, wondering where the two would stay now that there was damage to the inn. Then again, their rooms ought to have been entirely intact and the guards had ordered them to stay in the city--not to mention strongly suggesting they stay at the inn. It was then that he recalled that Ixion owed him an explanation regarding the true events in the alley earlier. However, noting the likelihood that he wouldn't want to hear it while still quiet tired, I'on decided he would take his leave and catch up with the two when he woke.

[color=0072bc][b]"Well, Rose, Violet, thank you for the information and I hope that what little we could offer you helps either you or the Deo'iel."[/b][/color] He smiled at them then glanced at his two companions and bowed his head slightly, [color=0072bc][b]"If you've nothing else to request of me, I'll be taking my leave,"[/b][/color] he glanced between them then, on his way out he gave Ixion a glance, willing him to understand that he hadn't forgot that the man owed him an explanation.

With that he made his exit, doing so swiftly enough that no one could request much else from him.

Once out of the inn he made a sharp turn, heading away from the staring crowd, and headed in the direction of his home.

Within several minutes he'd be in his bed, and not five minutes later, his mind and body quite asleep.