On the way, Erinth mutters for a bit about the freak chance of meeting these scorpions, but his demeanor soon improves and he goes back to whistling and occasionally drumming a quiet beat on the side of the small drum attached to his backpack. He makes sure to keep it quiet though, so it doesn't distract the party overmuch.
He studies the masked figures with some interest, whispering "Curious, yes, quite-quite curious. Llandawan?" . He hears the others approach the guards, and makes sure that he looks non-threatening and his hands are free of weapons. "We have been told to approach madame Caicaryn Axemage. I trust this is her home?"
[sblock]What knowledge would it be to know the tradition these masks are from?[/sblock]
He studies the masked figures with some interest, whispering "Curious, yes, quite-quite curious. Llandawan?" . He hears the others approach the guards, and makes sure that he looks non-threatening and his hands are free of weapons. "We have been told to approach madame Caicaryn Axemage. I trust this is her home?"
[sblock]What knowledge would it be to know the tradition these masks are from?[/sblock]
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