This silence. Narxians had many words for silence, describing varying degrees of it. The most silent thing he had listened to in his previous life had been the silence in the great Trench of Borea, but even there he could hear himself and the sound of the earth, as it slowly moved on magma. The most silent thing he had heard in his current life had been when he was swimming to the surface as he left his beloved city and his king behind, death overtaking them, then he only heard himself, his blood flowing, his brain thinking. It was one of those silence. His body became tense, to strike what lurked around him and he could not see.

"Is destiny a thing, Dormeria, Sage of Stone? If it was, then one such as yourself should not have to demand my opinion as what happens is set to happen... I for one merely see the probabilities in life as in my lack of vision for the future I must resort to use the divine mathematics of our realm of existence to determine the probabilities... While it is probable I would be struck down, it remains possible that my hammer would land on thy face... I do not like those odds, but then again, it would be a friendly advice on my part that neither should you."

Koil placed his hammer on his shoulder in a somewhat more 'relaxed' stance, although a combat expert could see that this position made it extremely easy for him to quickly in a flick of the wrist have his hammer in both hands and swing.

"I have learned from my travels that 'An armed society is a polite society' and I hope you will forgive me, Dormeria, Sage of Stone, if I believe two individuals should know each other better before one invites the other to sit at his or her house. Especially in the fact that you indeed sound like a fair maiden and that I am myself a gentleman. As such my lady, I am not as bold as to accept your offer. If we would have this discussion as we are now, I believe both our parties would be pleased, do you not?"

While Dormeria didn't resort to the use of the voice, Koil most certainly did, his voice charged with The Song, a subtle magic influencing others to join Koil in his opinion. If someone, even such as Dormeria who was familiar with the songs, would notice this was uncertain. After all, knowing how to use this charm was something else entirely than knowing to recognize when someone else was using it, much less resist it.