Jill did not quite seem to be picking up just how big of a deal it was for the great Dyn'yer'zhead to call anyone a child of their own. It had not come instantly, that was for sure, for the battle of two minds between him and the actual child the merfolk woman had been back then had lasted but two whole years, at the end of which he had given up for mere convenience's sake. It was easier to spit those syllables out than repeat a whole lot of others, but it still did not mean he liked it. Best for everyone around (except maybe the Beholder himself) was when Adrevz would speak up and explain this matter to the lot. If Dyn had had to do it, the tirade would likely have went on for way longer.

But soon after they finally made their way away, the Beholder still holding firmly onto the map, allowing the two merfolk ladies to look at it when they needed to, but he did not let it slip away from him, nor did he look kindly to other's attempts at manipulating it. With the two in scouting position, they would reach the Verdant stream surprisingly easily. The infinite sea was kind to them on this day. But as soon as they reached the stream, their troubles began.

Dyn registered the form of the creature Cynthia pointed out and grimaced. It was another one of those ice wolves. Of course. Had they just dealt with the one they had faced on the seas instead of taking its mark for themselves and setting out on some errand with no promise for a reward they could have made do with just one of them. Now they had a second one before them, and that one had a multitude of heads to boot. Less of those drakes, but the main problem was in the wolf thing being very much present and not too likely to be sympathetic to their cause. That meant they simply needed to convince it to let the group pass though.

Dyn grumbled, his dissatisfaction with the situation showing, though nobody with the possible exception of Sauron should be surprised at said mood, nor the expression of it anyway. He waved Adrevz over, sharing his insights with Jill and her, as well as anyone else who might be willing to listen. "With the earlier of their kind having been left behind without a fight and us possibly wanting to talk with the Marid... we do not want to charge this one either. Talking with it is an option, though if it is even remotely like the other we'll end up getting roped to another episode of nonsense. Considering an alternate point of view, three heads, three noses. May be hard to go around. Start with talking", he gurgled, his preference now made clear. He detached from the conversation to see if anyone would be starting a solo act before swimming slightly closer to the creature in the event of no surprises in the once more smaller crew.

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[b]HP:[/b] 62/62 [b]AC:[/b] 16 [b]Concentrating:[/b] Nope
[b]Bladesong status: [/b] Inactive, 2 uses left
[b]Slots/expended:[/b]
4/1 1st
3/0 2nd
3/0 3rd
3/0 4th
2/0 5th
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