As the wagon was moving, Varis slowly kept pace with the wagon by walking parallel to it, drawing his weapons as his eyes scanned the surveying area for the gnoll that had took off. He was rather ticked off now, having just felt some sort of weird "sensation" that he'd never felt in such a long time. That sensation being his ears twitching.

His ears would only usually twitch when someone made mention of it, whether it be a thought that someone had or when someone talked about Varis' ears out loud.

[i]They're only slightly pointy![/i] Varis stated in his head as his squinted, trying to find the gnoll, thinking it was the damned thing that had run off talking about his ears.

Varis didn't exactly like his ears, how [i]slightly[/i] pointy they were. They would often be a cause for remarks by travelers or merchants, at one point, even one of his assassination targets talked about just [i]how[/i] pointy they were before dying shortly after to Varis' steel blade. He can just remember his words now before Varis slunk his dagger into his heart with a maddening rage.

"What's with those pointy ears?" 

Varis grumbled as he kept his eyes out for the gnoll.