[b]Name:[/b] Kerylun
[b]Level:[/b] 1
[b]Race:[/b] Gargoyle
[b]Class:[/b] Archer
[b]Date/Time:[/b] Day 2? / Morning
[b]Location:[/b] The Fat King's Castle - Yew Tree Court
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@Cyrania] [@Ashevelendar]

Kerylun turned his attention towards the Orcish woman and slightly cleared his throat. It was a purely artificial move, there wasn't anything real actually clogging his windpipe. [color=aaaaaa]"Erm... Let them both sleep ? What should be the benefit of this ? If they're crazy maniacs that are addicted with peril or a super annoying combination of gossipy persons, maybe, but otherwise I don't see any real use in such a move that would compensate the risks. Are you sure you could move them on your own if it should become necessary ? What if one of them is a huge, fat, chunky bastard ?"[/color] The gargoyle spoke out this words after having reassured himself that noone he considered dangerous with regard to this was listening. [color=aaaaaa]"As for a sound... erm... I'm not good at imitating animals. However the top level of an usual belltower is quite accessible from outside so the sound is not impeded. If there's a hidden signal that should be heard in a very large area and I'm still able to fly, I should be able to toll the bells manually."[/color]