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Git-Git moves excitedly, looking the gnome over as his brother responds to the gnome. "Yes, I'm eager for your story as well. I have an itch for adventure, and we three tengu will probably be up for the task. I cannot say that you can trust us, for that is just words. We will have to prove to...

The Tengu witch fell silent as he went into thought and listened to their talk of swords. Swords were perhaps simply a gateway to him, a gateway into more powerful and brutal styles. With the magic at his command, he was fairly certain he could overpower creatures less fragile than himself...

The tension eased, Git-Git would offer a small smile, if Tengus can smile. "Yes, we have both been trained from an early age to use a variety of swords. I prefer this one I picked up somewhere along the way." Gesturing towards the falcatta on his side. "Like the Elven blade, it's fast and...

Watching his brother attempt to drink like a human with some amusement, he dips his beak into his mug and gathers cider in his mouth before swallowing it. Yes, drinking like them will make you sick if you're not careful about it. And you do not have to divulge any of your secrets, as long as I...

He nodded and hastily helped himself to meat and cider, unless there wasn't enough, in which case he ordered himself some. He watched the human leave and gave a small shrug. Tengu: "The clan...is doing as well as expected. They limit themselves to the usual things without trying to expand upon...

(How are you doing the Tengu language in a spoiler tag? It's not working for me.) He looked from his friend to the human, and then to the new Tengu. Performing a sweeping bow, he'd do the equivalent of a Tengu smirk and introduce himself. Common: "As he has said, I am Git-Git. I have a bit of...

Git Git wasn't quite as tall as his childhood friend, nor was he nearly as refined. His simple traveler's cloak and outfit barely protected him from the elements. Not that it was a harsh environment, but it was important to note for the fledgling adventurer. The light crossbow on his back seemed...