For moments, An-Hasst considered continuing the entire dialogue in the native Elven language which he, due to his half-elven origin, could understand quite well. But what would the others think about that ? Wasn't speaking in a language he knew not everyone would be able to understand quite conspicuous or even offensive ? Not that he was the frontline of the realm of worries about being offensive, but the Skayleigh simply couldn't see any benefit in risking it as well.

An-Hasst returned the greeting in Elvish, but then switched back to the common language which appeared to work even in this rather remote area of the continent. [color=yellow]"Well... erm... where Skayleigh usually originate from. The Kaelic Isle. Stuck in the neverending struggle with [i]Andred[/i] people."[/color] While he put emphasis on the word 'Andred', An-Hasst turned his head and eyes slightly towards Jezebeth. Her claim to be a knight had not failed to insert itself into the Skayleigh's memory for it could imply that she had seen the frontline herself. [color=yellow]"I'm An-Hasst Ahal. It is an old tradition among the members of my family to send their child's onto a journey once they're deemed fit. To learn about the rest of the world. So this got me to Riverhope."[/color]

An-Hasst let go of a slight sigh before continuing. [color=yellow]"And here start's the part that I don't entirely like because I'm not able to give you a clear answer to your question. On the bottom line, I [i]don't know[/i] what ultimately got me here. I received an... invitation... to a feast at a local tavern. The meal was very good, but it turned out to be a briefing for a long-run mission as a sideline. I accepted and... So I ended up here with all the others you see. There's trouble with the dark elves, but I don't know why I've been selected to deal with it. I don't even know I was able to attract our tasker's attention in the first place."[/color]

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