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[Praefectus Screptum]

Otiros moved close to Biggs and whispered to him.

"Uhh... was it a good idea to tell them about us? We could have said we were just a group of wanderers or something.."

[Blade Master Model 42]

Otiros moved close to Biggs and whispered to him.

"Uhh... was it a good idea to tell them about us? We could have said we were just a group of wanderers or something.."

"I would not have advised it. But, the princess surely has her reasons..."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Diana folded her hands in front of her.

"...Would you also like to come with us, Enoch, Miss...?"

She trailed off, hoping to clue Ciel in that she was still kind of waiting for her name.

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Hmm.. I guess so.."

[Xanmyral]

"I'm headed that way, well I say yes." The mage seemed happy to of been invited into the group. "If you fine travelers don't believe I've stepped over any line with what is mine, that is."

[CrimsonEon]

Ceil looked over the mage carefully before returning her attention to Diana.
: "Hmm." She hummed for a moment, "I go where my talents are needed most. When I came here, to this country, I could almost feel a dark cloud hanging over it. Like a calamity that may happen somewhere nearby, where the people would need my help."
She remained in silence for a moment, then broke it with a dry laugh.
: "But such as my travels have been, I would not see the harm in assisting another group of road-seeking souls. Your gambit is a risky one, milady, to trust such strangers. But nowadays one can use all the protection they can get against the desperate."
She propped her staff back into the strap of a satchel around her back.
: "I will follow." Ceil's gaze drifted around towards the rest of Diana's group, a moment before snapping back to Diana again "Oh! And my name is Ceil, milady."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I'm headed that way, well I say yes." The mage seemed happy to of been invited into the group. "If you fine travelers don't believe I've stepped over any line with what is mine, that is."

"I... don't think you have?"

She didn't know what he meant about stepping over the line. He hadn't been offensive, just a little odd.

: "I will follow. Oh! And my name is Ceil, milady."

"Welcome, Miss Ciel, Enoch."

"Is there anything the four of you have here that you would like to get? I don't mean to be pushy, but I believe my entourage would prefer it if we got on the move as soon as possible."

She glanced at Biggs and Wedge.

[Praefectus Screptum]

"She is right, we already lost some time with that fight.."

[Xanmyral]

...So they didn't see? Small wonders make life easier, Enoch supposes.

"I do not wish to offend, I understand that I can drive others quite at end with my linguistic bend." The mage shrugged. "If haste is wished, then let us not waste. I have finished my meal, you have heard my spiel, there really isn't a reason to kneel here further for me."

[Furtuka]

"That last line didn't rhyme."

[Xanmyral]

"I don't need to rhyme every given time, just one to finish the pun, any more is just for fun. Spiel kneel feel meal... The rules set upon me to dampen my tools of language were quite lacking." The mage shrugs as he explained, still smiling. "I have became used to such, to touch the blame."

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Why do you even speak like that?"

[Xanmyral]

"A trick by the quick, my wick in shambles and brambles." Seemed as if he's recited this before.

"But I ramble, it is by need and not by what I heed. I've become used to my fate as of late. I don't need to rhyme all the time, nor at the end." The man explains simply, as if that was explanation enough. "...Although it does give a dramatic bend."

[Furtuka]

"...I have no idea what you've been saying, anyways is everybody ready to leave?"

[Praefectus Screptum]

"...Same. I guess we are ready to go, aren't we?