The elf mage looks like he is about to introduce himself, before the red-haired gnome starts going into the details of the job. Listening carefully, the elf seems to be deep in thought, while the bodiless voice that seems to accompany him seems to be asking questions about it.
"Hey buddy, what's Tal Hallow? Never heard of it. "
The elf, not noticing that the voice was asking him questions, doesn't answer immediately. He still seems to be processing what the gnome had said. The elf's brain seems to be in overdrive, as he barley listens to anything going on around him. At least until the voice yells out the elf's name loudly, drawing him out of his thinking trance.
"ANAERION!"
"Huh? Oh! Right. Tal Hallow. Other than it being a gnome village, I am afraid I know very little about it. It will be an excellent learning opportunity for the both of us."
"Also, they're introducing each other. Should do that as well."
"Indeed".
Turning to look at the gathered party, the elf bows deep and says "As my friend has pointed out, my name is Anaerion. I specialize in the creating of things out of thin air, and also the rapid escape by teleportation. Very handy when dealing with giant aberrations that evil men tend to summon from planes unknown. My friend's voice that you hear is Malkovian. He is in many ways a part of me as your own soul is. Well met to all of you."
Turning back to the self proclaimed nature priest, Anaerion starts to voice some of the questions that he was thinking about. "How long is the travel to this Barony? I have some equipment to prepare before hand, and I would like an idea as to how long the travel will be. "
"Your not going to ask about fish girl either?"
Anaerion, looking immediately embarrassed, says quickly to Ariaana "I do apologize. Malkovian is a curious one, and loves learning new things. Much like myself when younger. I felt that it was inapproipate to ask, so I didn't bother to ask."