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The rather bulky man had began to thank him, albeit in a tone of caution and confusion, [i][color=#DF0101]Good quality, caution is always good for safety and if you want to stay alive.[/color][/i] Opening his mouth, [color=#DF0101]"Don't mention it, I wanted to try the spell anyway. Oh and I am Artos Raulyn, Magus, though we are lessening in number. Pleased to make your acquaintance Sir Hugh."[/color] he replies, knowing of Hugh from an old tome he had read.

As the gnoll began to retreat, the camel had died with a squeal. Gnolls were so petty, but now they had no animal to pull their rather small wagon for this large party. Most of the members began sheathing their weapons and the air of tension quickly dissipated and relaxation began to settle in. Artos had a slight frown, as his worst feeling came true, 

[i][color=#DF0101]So... Many... Elves...[/color][/i] he thinks with a grimace as he looks around the party of unique individuals. [i][color=#DF0101]Different types too, a midget elf, a dark elf, normal elf. AGHHH[/color][/i] He tried to get rid of the slight frown, he tried. [color=#DF0101]"Thanks for the offer, I'll accept. Though if there are any kinds of tomes or books of power, I would like to keep it Elf- V- Vivian."[/color] he continued with his frown deepening [color=#DF0101]"And uh, please brief me on the mission later on, when everyone is good."[/color]

Before glancing at the two flirting individuals again he says,
[color=#DF0101]"Well, Sir Hugh, if you'd like I can clean the bedroll."[/color] he says, [color=#DF0101]"Though I would like a spar in return would be nice, haven't had a good one in a long, long while."[/color]