Hanani looked down at the symbol that the man had provided to them, a frown on his face as he studied the object that held the mark that would allow he and his companions to know when they had reached the entrance they would need to catch those inside by surprise. [color=#228b22][i]"Leave it to men to not know a lick about the inside of a keep they are meant to liberate, or have us liberate,"[/i][/color] he thought crossly, a soft hum of agreement sounding in his mind as his blade, Mercy, made her agreement with his thoughts quite clear. The response from her made his face contort into a mildly amused expression, it was always pleasant when she agreed with him and rather unpleasant when she did not, which happened often with the company of the Paladin around. There was just something about her that Mercy was not fond of, she claimed it had something to do with the female dwarfs moral alignment and often begged Hanani to allow her a taste of the woman's blood, of which he always refused.

	[color=#BA55D3][i]"Don't be such a spoil sport,"[/i][/color] she said to him, catching his inner line of thought, though rather vaguely, [color=#BA55D3][i]"She is just entirely too good for my liking, no one can be [b]that[/b] good I mean, come on."[/i][/color] This elicited a snort from the Magus, something that his companions should be used to by now even though he had only been conversing with the blade recently. Before it had seemed like such a normal weapon, albeit the color of the blade being rather odd, but when he had reached a certain point in their prior job together she had started to talk and thus earned herself a proper name. 

	[color=#228b22][i]"Nothing really interesting or tell tale about this symbol, it doesn't seem to be magical in the least,"[/i][/color] he told Mercy, temporarily forgetting that he should be telling his companions the same thing. That was the thing about Hanani, he had spent most of his life wandering the forests alone, learning all he could without help or companionship for the better part of his life. When he was asked to join the Pathfinder Society he nearly refused, finding the company of other's to be an annoyance and completely unnecessary, but they eventually got him to agree. At first he remained silent for a majority of the time, not really talking to anyone and when he did he was fully aware of how rude he was being and didn't very much care that he was. He saw them as lower than himself, less intelligent until they proved their worth to him, now he tries his best not to be as much of a dick, though sometimes he failed.

	[color=#228b22]"Right... so... nothing inherently magic about this symbol it seems,"[/color] he finally said after a not so gentle reminder from Mercy to share his thoughts on the matter, [color=#228b22]"Then again, it's not like this drawing is an exact replica... doubt he cared much to ensure that it was as long as it was close enough to let us know where to sneak in."[/color] There it was, was only a matter of time before he said something that could be considered rude by most, not that he really cared much about that. Didn't really matter if people got mad at him for stating simple facts, he was right and that was that, do with it what you will.

	[color=#BA55D3][i]"Ever the charmer my dear Hanani,"[/i][/color] Mercy said to him, earning a rather twisted look of annoyance in reply, not that the sheathed blade at his side could see it... everyone else could.


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HP: 28/28
AC: 19

Spells - 
0: 4/4 (DC:14)
1: 4/4 (DC:15)
2: 2/2 (DC:16)

Arcana Pool: 5/5
Mercy Pool: 1/1

Knowledge: Arcana - 24 (Symbol doesn't seem to be anything special)
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