[Dion watches without judgment as Zelgadis reaches for a sword that doesn't exist. Once more, he cannot blame the man given the circumstances, nor can he blame his continued suspicion.]
To inform, mostly. For example, that tree you have taken post underβit has a rather compromising effect on us. If you feel strange at all, I would greatly advise you put some distance between it and yourself.
[There's a reason Dion stopped his approach, and it isn't only because of Zelgadis. However, he does take a moment to really take in the visuals of this stranger, of the greyish-blue skin, of the formations of...stone? He suspects that's stone upon his features. There's also the elongated ears.
Is he perhaps some kind of elf, like Mithrun? He's not certain. Part of him wonders if the stone is like that of the Crystal's Curse, but it's likely tasteless to ask, so he doesn't.
Instead, he keeps that friendly expression, a continued assurance of good will.]
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To inform, mostly. For example, that tree you have taken post underβit has a rather compromising effect on us. If you feel strange at all, I would greatly advise you put some distance between it and yourself.
[There's a reason Dion stopped his approach, and it isn't only because of Zelgadis. However, he does take a moment to really take in the visuals of this stranger, of the greyish-blue skin, of the formations of...stone? He suspects that's stone upon his features. There's also the elongated ears.
Is he perhaps some kind of elf, like Mithrun? He's not certain. Part of him wonders if the stone is like that of the Crystal's Curse, but it's likely tasteless to ask, so he doesn't.
Instead, he keeps that friendly expression, a continued assurance of good will.]
Forgive me, but I did not catch your name.
[Hint, hint, introduce yourself you grumpy rock.]