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Chres Sansus

Major interactions with @Elevation and @Jerkchicken
Minor interactions with @13Org and @RangingWolf

"More like an annoyance than a pet." Chres grumbled in response to the man's question.

Sometimes, Chres, I think you're the pet. Sil said in response. Chres rolled his eyes.

He turned his attention back to the man with the gourd as he offered Sil some food and a small vessel of wine. Sil put both of her hands to her mouth and gasped. Audibly this time, not in Chres's head. She had watched Chres eat, with curious eyes, many times before. Chres could only imagine how the thought of eating food must make her feel giddy inside. Of course she couldn't eat food, though. She was a Familiar after all. The real question was, did she know that? 

"For me?" She asked out loud. "You shouldn't have!" She exclaimed, clearly excited at the prospect of being offer food. 

Sil zipped over to the food and drink happily. Well, that answers that question. Chres thought to himself as Sil began examining the food curiously. Chres simply shook his head as he took another sip from his flask and turned his attention back to the Royal Guard from earlier. 

Apparently, the Royal Guard had scared off the traders, which Chres had pissed off earlier. The man then made his way back to his seat. "Well you clearly don't seem half as drunk as you were acting over there" He said to Chres. Chres swished around the recently sipped flavored water in his mouth as he listened. "So what was the deal with your little stunt there?"

Chres swallowed the water, glanced at the Guard and shrugged. "You could say I was merely testing the mortality of my own life." He replied like it was no big deal. 

Chres glanced back in Sil's direction. She had finally picked up the morsel of food and had begun smashing it into her closed mouth repeatedly. Chres guessed it was her attempt at eating the food. Grimacing, Chres turned his attention back the Guard. "So tell me, friend. What's a Royal Guard doing so far away from the king he's supposed to be protecting anyway? Seems, contradictory if you ask me."

"So that's what delicious tastes like!" Chres heard Sil's voice off to the side. She had stopped smashing the piece of food into her face and had tossed it to the side. It hit the female courier, with the large sword, in the face. Chres winced. Perhaps allowing Sil to play with food was not the best idea.

Sil then moved on at the small vessel of wine before glancing up to the man who had offered it to her. She smiled at him and said, "Mister, you're so nice. I always wanted a hat."

Oh no. Chres thought, as Sil grabbed the "cup" of wine and tossed it's contents onto the warrior, with all the armor, sitting nearby. Sil then placed the "cup" on her head, giggled and looked up at the man with the gourd. "So? How do I look?" She asked innocently to the man, clearly unaware of the people she just disturbed.
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