The half-orc smirked seeing the strange elf bang her head against the tree trunk. She must have been really distracted or an airhead to be surprised by his appearance; he wasn’t exactly trying to sneak up on her. After recovering from her surprise the elf introduced herself as Illistrianna Alderine from Sylvyst. Certainly an elvish name. Sure enough she was told to turn around too, unaware that Illistrianna had just arrived to the city not too long ago. [color=00a651]”Eh. Guards, ya know. Da law is is stiff like dat, and dey use da law like a club.”[/color]

Malakaus cleared his throat. He nearly revealed his accent to her; he was quite aware that his accent was rather… Crude and unintelligent. He couldn’t help it; that’s just how people spoke around his village. He’s been slowly improving, though it’s an active effort. Quickly ignoring his gaff Malakaus focused on the rising sun. Illistrianna was impressed, though Malakaus wasn’t so sentimental. Sunrises were nice, but nothing that really excited him. Only time he felt happy to see it was when he had to stay up a whole night watching the camp for undead. The sun meant the night was over and he could finally get some sleep.

Still, there was potential to make the best of this situation. While Malakaus was going to bluntly state his apathy towards the sunrise, he knew that someone like Illistrianna would probably be disappointed. She was an elf after all. However, Malakaus also wasn’t going to pretend he actually cared, since lying would be worse than the truth. So instead, Malakaus would use this opportunity to help cover his accidental reveal about his accent. Clearing his throat once more, Malakaus spoke clearly. [color=00a651]”I can see the sunrise everyday. But the beauty before my eyes is something I may only see once in a blue moon.”[/color] He said while looking at Illistrianna. 

[@Riffus Maximus]