Rystil Arden
First Post
"Greetings Michael. They call me Lasair. You are welcome at our table to share water with us." Lasair's eyes go starry and relaxed for a moment and then refocus, as she gives a half-smile, "I sense in your Zivaash a synergistic, symbiotic connection to a powerful emotional parasite of some sort, that feeds off of your positive emotions and sends you a portion of the energy it gains from doing so. Are you a templar? Or what they call here a clerk--is that the right word?"
Then more softly to Anton, "M-eye-kel? Is that a common name here? Is that a common name here. I am unused to hearing of humans with an -el ending to their name..."
Then more softly to Anton, "M-eye-kel? Is that a common name here? Is that a common name here. I am unused to hearing of humans with an -el ending to their name..."