[h3]Cyare Staunton[/h3]
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The Mage's smile turned a little sheepish after her mistake was explained, accompanied by an apologetic nod. Trying to outmaneuver Angel had lead her to make the same error. Still she stayed composed and cocked her head a little bit at the... [i]Volume[/i] of his explanation. The man, 'Rik' he said, seemed to be a bit of a chatterbox.

Still, even though his question seemed innocent enough...

It was worth exercising a little discretion, so as not to accidentally give key information away. Or, for that matter, offend one of the locals that wasn't fond of magic. They were trying to build bridges, not burn them. Best to keep certain aspects downplayed.

"Sorry about the mixup, I'm still waking up a little." Cyare admitted with a faint smile, hooking her thumbs in her swordbelt. "We got in late last night. Angel and I are here on a job, looking into those marauder attacks."