#earthrunes

"Yes, and frankly, one must be careful of using it lightly," he says "You never know the form such benevolence will take, and should it go awry..well, you know stories."

"Also, there is the factor of meeting the woman myself, that would give me a better chance. She herself is no fae after all"

"I think.... I have some thinking." He says, uncharacteristically straight spoken for the moment.

"You well may. But.... gentlemen, the hour is late."

"You're right, of course, Miss Zara. Hardly the time to go getting to know mortals"

He rises, gathering his tools very carefully.

He rises as well, and murmurs some vague platitudes of good night, mentioning to the Seer to be sure to call upon him a the tavern soon, and wanders out, still half in a daze. Perhaps to seek his own chambers - or to see if a Lioness might currently be on the prowl at this late hour, perhaps.

He watches Vince zombie walk out, then looks to Zara, "Hopefull you'll never need that. He seems a nice fellow, and it is related to my first task."

"I am fond enough of the lion, aye."

"But for now - I must make my way home. Goodnight, Sir Almandine."

"Good night, miss Zara," A bow, "Good night, Bronte." Gently a smile. He opens the door for both like a gent, then will follow out with his goods

And off to home!

And off to put away his tools of the trade

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