It took the Skayleigh only a blink of a moment to get interrupted by the unusual combination of Settionne's voice and what he had to say. The priest and thief in union would find himself confronted with an askant glance and a smirk whizzing over An-Hasst's elfish face. [i]Good friend[/i], huh ? What a particularly interesting wording coming out of this mouth. However the thought of the other man possibly being oblivious about his actual name failed to cross the Kaelic man's mind.

Yet it was undeniable that at this point and from his personal point of view Sett's statement had been a benign one. Actually the priest had been the first to openly concur with his own thoughts of this whole idea being too much of a deviation to bear reasonably. For the moment he could count him as an ally. Finally.

[b]"Don't look at me like that Alice, I'm not a druid. I'm a wizbear- I mean a wizard."[/b]
A what ? Ursaren's glitch in wording and the old man's subsequent attempt to mask it by throwing in some artificial noise probably was capable of fooling the majority here, but An-hasst's senses were still enhanced by the Le'ednal berries he had eaten to eagerly. The problem was that the Skayleigh lacked the proper context to draw the right suspicion out of the little mishap. after all: Someone who had dared to introduce himself to his future party by composing a poem could be expected to experience such things rather frequently, couldn't he ? So Ursaren's very unusual way of presenting himself took over the job and prevented his little lycanthropic secret from coming closer to its revelation. What did disturb An-Hasst though was the man's opinion.

The Skalyleigh let go of a rather loud sigh: [color=yellow]"Alright. I suggest we speed this up a bit: I want everyone who -- by the power of all of his knowledge, experience and will -- wants to search for this dragon and either fight or try to communicate with it to raise his hand, please!"[/color] He did speak this out loud enough for everyone to hear it hopefully.

Then he turned towards the commander of the wood elves. This time he did use the native language and he did so with the full intent of hiding what he had to say. [color=yellow]"I'm grateful for what you've done so far especially for me and I really would prefer it not having to try and stretch your resources, but... Do you have some horses or other mounts you could provide us with ?"[/color] He made a subtle gesture with his right hand. It pointed towards Jezebeth's steed. [color=yellow]"It could speed up our progress, especially if we are going to search for this dragon or the monsters it's driving out of their habitats."[/color]

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