[i]Althalus[/i]

Althalus snickered as Alaira was abruptly cut off. It was almost funny how simple displays of affection like a hug could get her to be silent and stop whatever thing she was going to do in it's tracks. [color=00aeef]"Of course you were kidding. What I was worried about was having more bruises than when I started walking through the garden. You have a tendency to smack people around, and as fast as I am you'd eventually catch me. I like being able to walk around without wincing, thank you very much." [/color]He smiled at the half-elf, letting her go. [color=00aeef]"You see, telling someone like me that it's made out of a lot of gold just makes it all the more appealing. You should avoid going to Port Slaughter at all costs." 
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He snorted in a mock indignity at her tripping comment. [color=00aeef]"Trip over my own feet? Please. When have you ever known me to be clumsy? Dashingly handsome? All the time. Quick both in speed and wit? Constantly. But I've never been [i]clumsy[/i]. I'm actually offended. Daisies are well known for being balanced and quick. They never trip over their own feet."[/color] He grinned at Alaira, merely teasing. [color=00aeef]]"So what brings you here? Aside from singing and pretending to sleep."[/color]