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Eyes squeezed shut, Ahnci winced from the smelly doggo tongue smearing the bloody slime on his face before being promptly tackled off. Slowly opening an eye, he sat up and shuddered before drawing a small cloth from a pocket and dabbing a bit of liquid from a flask on it and proceeding to clean off his face. Silently finishing the process with his fingers, he tossed the now soiled rag over his shoulder and pulled his hood back down. [color=8882be]"Iz...okay"[/color] Ahnci replied to the apology, unsure how to feel about what had transpired other than being marginally grossed out. The heavy cloak was likely stained, though Ahnci hardly respected its tatters beyond how it didn't smell quite as bad, before.
Senses willed him to just ditch it at this point, having grown accustomed to an otherwise clean lifestyle, but its sentimental value was still worth something.

The large green figure who both owned and rescued him from their beast 'Kitty' introduced themselves to the congregation and offered a hand to help him up. At about that point, Ahnci realized he'd been sitting on the floor still stunned, though he quizzically eyed Korgath's hand. The expression was foreign and seemed as though they were gesturing to him, causing the chimera to instinctively recoil for a moment before noticing how he stopped as if waiting for something.
While Korgath's words were warm with the implication of some kind of alliance, Ahnci numbly but curiously stared at him and followed their eyes to the wolf by the hearth. Kitty's wagging tail made Ahnci's cloak shift around his back and under the hood, ears quirking to a side with an accompanying flick of his own tail. [color=a187be]"Ah. She seems nice. Not very talkative, zough"[/color] he commented, a statement which could have easily seemed like a joke of some sort.

Having failed to understand Korgath's offered hand, the cloaked chimera eased themselves back up on their own accord and took the hand in the process, giving it a shake in greeting. [color=a187be]"Ehn iz a pleasure to meet you, Kor-gath"[/color] testing the name, Ahnci spoke up along with a rehearsed toothy smile which looked familiarly forced before introducing himself. [color=a187be]"My name iz Ahnciel-"[/color] he began before Korgath's words clicked and the smile melted to a genuine look of interest at the mention of food, [color=a187be]"...A meal sounds...[i]good[/i]...I-I have coins if need be!"[/color]
Ahnci's voice held a barely contained desperation, bringing up the coins even though the orc offered to cover it as if to incentivize the promise of sustenance. Even so, he was composed and focused like a dog eyeing a treat, though he hadn't the slightest clue what the guild hall even served.