Although the demise of both of his companions was going to be troublesome to explain away, the most pressing thought on Logan's mind was the fact that he was gambling on the Shepherds not being so jaded by the slaughter of their thousands of brothers-in-arms that they were going to accept his explanation without killing him. He shivered, despite the baking sand and burning air. [i]Perhaps I should turn back? Perhaps they haven't noticed me? Perhaps-[/i] His internal debate was cut short at the sight of the closest Shepherds getting into ready positions. He couldn't back down now or else he really would be struck down as someone who was just there to cause trouble. Therefore there was only one option and he wasn't certain that he'd like it.

The Dark Mage tromped forward until he was within yelling distance of the lead trio(Which appeared to be made of a mage, a priest, and a dancer of some kind[s](Some sort of joke, eh?)[/s]), thought about what he was about to do, and then dismissed the thought with a shake of his head. The spellcaster glared forward at the group as his lips peeled back into a disturbing grimace that showed altogether too many teeth. He tossed the sack of rations and water forward, consistently keeping eye contact with the dancer as she seemed to be the one furthest from harm, and thus the most important. The lips shifted slightly as Logan spoke in the friendliest tone he could manage, spewing forth a font of information in the form of a self introduction. [b]"Good day, travelers~! I am but a humble spellcaster, newly freed from a contract that bound me to some rather oafish fellows! I wish to travel with you for a time, as there is both safety in numbers and the chance of a lovely talk with colorful people of all walks of life, as I am [i]certain[/i] that your troupe is made of such people."[/b] He made a stiff bow, clearly trying rather hard at something he didn't usually do. [b]"As a token of goodwill I bring both water and food, and my exceptional talents in the art of magic. Or the water could be poisoned either unbeknownst to me or I could be a sleazy individual and be attempting to kill you with said food. I say that I'm not but I could be lying about that too but I'm fairly certain I'm not. But I could be. Now, I could also be lying about that but I don't like to lie because I prefer it when people tell the truth, but again I could be lying about that. Thus I suppose I should say it's a pleasure to meet you and mean you no harm unless I'm a liar which I hope I'm not."[/b] The voice trailed off into a series of panting gasps, the horrifying grin fading as Logan harshly wheezed in the hot air, before continuing with a panting: [b]"...Well?"[/b]