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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shun001" data-source="post: 6766142" data-attributes="member: 6799455">Kryslogious of AnasteriaKryslogious bid Ordechai and Wrenwil off with a nod as he followed the hogs to the camp. Without turning his head he sized up the Svexyn and Asusk being the two he felt the most threatening should the situation go south. Bax seemed joyfully preoccupied with tending to the hogs but Kryslogious was quite uneasy. He kept a keen sense open to the feeling , should Wrenwil's life be threatened he would feel it.The camp was minimal as to avoid any unnecessary detection and fairly fresh, the ground still soft fro the lack of foot traffic.. While the others tended to his business Kryslogious circled the perimeter staring out into the dimly lit night, every so often pausing and studying the minute nuances of landscape and markers. Svexyn approached the Half Orc[listen check=18, pass] "Forgive my rudeness but it seems dangerous to introduce myself under such circumstances." He interjects while pacing towards them.He stands before them without a formal bow or gesture of greeting, he does not know quite how to handle acquaintances of Ordechai. Ordechai's checkered past and practice of spellcraft already leaves Kryslogious uneasy. Camping with a kobold and half orc was unnerving. He regarded Bax as more of an annoyance then a danger, the former wouldn't be as pleasant. He needed a way to brake the tension for his own relief, He also wanted to know more about the kind of people he now surrounded himself with... an idea struck him."Shall we spar?" he asked in a matter of fact tone to Svexyn. "If yes, please decide the terms"This was his way of answering many questions without words.</blockquote>

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