[h1][center][color=beige]Kythor[/color][/center][/h1]

The tiefling watched as the chwingas played and interacted with the party. He'd never gotten the chance to see a chwinga up close like this, and imagined that such would not be a readily available commodity. In his mind, he was wondering how they would be able to accomplish their goals - the goal of delivering a chwinga to Dannika, as well as figuring out how to get these chwingas to stop bothering this woman in Easthaven. Kendra was sure that there was no easy way to communicate with them through a common tongue, and Kythor himself couldn't get a solid read on their means of communication between one another.

[i][color=beige]"Most certainly, this is a daunting task,"[/color][/i] he sighed beneath his breath, looking to the others. It was then that a curious idea crossed his mind. The tiefling had lit the lantern Dannika had given them to figure out if any chwingas were in the nearby area. Perhaps they may be able to awe the little creatures with this strange device? Gripping the handle in one hand and the bottom with his other, Kythor cautiously brought the device forward, taking care to not set it down. He wanted to use this to captivate their attention. He had absolutely no intention of handing the device away, at not until they finished delivering a chwinga. [i][color=beige]"Look,"[/color][/i] Kythor said, [i][color=beige]"Magical light!"[/color][/i] Waving the lantern around, but making sure to keep it just out of their reach, Kythor watched to see if the little creatures reacted to the unusually-colored glow of the flame.