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The Sudden Approach of Unexplainable Power: IC

Looking over at Maris as she touches his shoulder, Aekalos smiles. “Well, I was trying to maintain an air of mystery, but it seems I’m not going to get away without revealing it all, am I?!” Aekalos chuckles, “So, if you absolutely must know... I breathed a bolt of electricity at them!”
 

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Errast stops his walking at looks straight at Aekalos. "You breathe electricity? What manner of creature are you to weild such power? I know of no race upon this ground that can breathe electricity!" He has a worried look upon his face.
 

“Oh, don’t look at me like that Errast, I can’t just breathe electricity... it requires me to expend magical power, just like casting a spell,” Aekalos remarks with a chuckle. “It’s a nifty little trick I’ve been able to pick up due to my draconic heritage, and apparently it scares the hell out those who don’t know what I can do.”
 

Maris smiles, appreciating the mental image. "Scare the hell out of me, too, if I wasn't expecting it. Thanks for the warning."

The look upon Errast's face vanishes once Aekalos points it out and he seems to store the mental image away for safe-keeping as he returns to focusing upon the road and allowing Maris to do the talking.

Maris continues, "So, have you thought about learning how to breathe fire or swallow swords? Because, if traveling doesn't suit you I'd bet you'd make a killing at a fair or circus with that talent. No offense intended..."
 

“Oh, none taken, but I think travelling will suit me well enough, as I have a hunger to see the world... though I’d like to see this sword swallowing or fire breathing, as it sounds most intriguing. Hmm, I wonder if they do it with or without magic...” Aekalos ponders, before shaking his head and chuckling to himself, “Well, I guess that’s something I’ll find out when I see it!”

“So, do either of you have any unusual talents I should be aware of?,” Aekalos asks, looking at each of his companions in turn, before adding, “And perhaps you’d favour me with the tale of how you came to travel together?”
 

Errast smiles. "No, I am actually talentless. Unless, of course, you call looking shadey, being conspicuous, and knowing my way around the land as talented."

Maris grins at her companion. "And my talent is to protect him. It's really that simple. As to how we got together, let's just say that his traveling means that he needs protection. When it can time to interview cantidates ... he liked what I had to offer more than the other bladeweavers. He pays me well, and my loyalty knows to whom the purse strings belong." She gives a wink to Errast, who shifts his head immediately to look in another direction.
 

Aekalos grins as Errast looks away. “Talents come in all forms, Errast, and a talent for gathering information and recalling it, seems like a very handy one. I’m sure not many people possess your facility with names, places, and other facts about lands they haven’t travelled to, if you can make a living from it.”

“Well, simple is often best, and I can understand why Errast chose you to accompany him Maris. Though I imagine the conversations are a little one sided at times, as he seems to be more of a listener,” he remarks to Maris with a wink.
 

Errast smirks and continues looking down the road.

Maris acknowledges Aekalos' wink with a smile and quickly looks away. "One sided, yes. Until Errast gets to know you. Then he'll talk your ear off. He did his share of talking in the inn until you joined us, didn't you Errast?"

Errast simply grunts softly and continues walking.
 

“Yes, I noticed that, though I couldn’t quite make out the words. Well, I suppose I’ll just have to wait on the pleasure of Errast’s sparkling wit for a while longer then, and get to know you a little better,” Aekalos remarks jovially, “So have your travels taken you far from home, Maris?”
 

"No, not of any note, at least. I don't trust the south much, and Barghost just seems too holy for me to want to stay for any length of time. I can say that perhaps my favorite place is the town of Juniper. Poor Duke Norford. It's so difficult to control a land as prosperous as it is. So many resources, everyone wants a piece. But one thing you can always guarantee is that there is conflict there. If is isn't the merchants fighting each other over trade rights its the temples fighting. And the thieve's there are usually always in need of a skilled swordarm."
 

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