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[@PaulHaynek]
[color=FF5353][b]"Siblings...let's see...I was the 7th one in my family, and there was uh...Clarissa, Mauve, and Annie, and Joan, and Kira after...so I have 11 siblings."[/b][/color] Magnus answered, completely straight faced as if it were completely normal to lose track. [color=FF5353][b]"All girls though...I really don't know why I'm male, I'm being honest."[/b][/color] he said, crossing his arms. 

Hearing question of what was no doubt Freyr, Magnus brightened up a bit. [color=FF5353][b]"Those rumors must be about Freyr. He's a really awesome member of the guild; Shoots a bow faster than I even notice him pulling an arrow out. N-No, I never knew him before joining the guild...and, coincidences are coincidences for a reason, right? B-Besides...I was only invited here because my father turned down his invitation."[/b][/color] he said, remembering that he was...kind of just a second choice. However he did realize that all he was doing was just responding to the dwarves' mentions of the conversation being one-sided. As such, he voiced a question after clearing his throat: [b]"Um...Why are you so interested in Male Monsters anyways? And aside from that, do you um...have any siblings?"[/b] Magnus was kind of just going in circles with the conversation it seemed. He wasn't...used to talking to people this much. Most of the time his family just "Did" instead of talking about what they planned on doing. As such, he tended to just do whatever he felt silently.

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[color=A9A9A9][center][h2]The Dragon's Dressmaker[/h2][/center]
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[@Eviledd1984]
[color=A9A9A9][b]"Very well. Hold this rope and do not let go. It would take me a while to find you in this fog if you strayed away."[/b][/color] Nephele said, offering the rope to Maria. Once she'd taken hold, Nephele would lead her through the dense air surrounding the area. The grass on the way tickled at their knees with how tall it had grown...it seemed no man or beast ventured out to cut or eat it. Regardless, it would not take them too long to walk to a rather foreboding, darkly lit cave that screamed: "Dungeon Boss Inside" from appearance alone. Given that the fog was nonexistent here, there wasn't much need for the rope as Nephele lead Maria further inside, lighting sconces along the way with a piece of flint and her claws. 

Once they'd walked a fair distance inside, Maria would see a fortune's worth of golden coins, glittering jewels, gem encrusted jewelry and ceremonial swords all organized into distinctly neat, yet very messily placed piles. [color=A9A9A9][b]"Do not mind my hoard; it is an appallingly poor one I know, but rest assured, I've enough to compensate you."[/b][/color] she said, as if she was possessing nothing more than the clothes off her back. That was...a lot of money. Given her hoarding habits, the scales, and the bit of noble air around her, it was getting clearer that she was some sort of Draconic Monster. [color=A9A9A9][b]"Have a seat, and I will discuss your task at hand." [/b][/color] she said, moving a rather expensive looking mahogany long table into place, setting a place at it for Maria across from her. They would be separated by a huuuuuge divide in table length, of roughly 10 or so feet, but it was close enough to talk. 

After a minute of waiting at said table, Maria would be presented with a vintage wine served in a crystalline polished glass, as well as a...more than generous serving of what appeared to be an entire roasted turkey. [color=A9A9A9][b]"I apologize if it is not enough. In waiting, some of the food I had purchased for meeting Bart's party spoiled."[/b] [/color]Nephele said before taking her place at the opposite end, seeming to have a much more meager and humble meal than Maria, featuring water served in a wooden goblet, as well as a few slices of bread topped with some sort of mushroom thinly sliced atop it, seemingly buttered. Strange that she had a roasted turkey and melted butter, but almost no kitchen utensils whatsoever save for the forks and knives laid before Maria. Midway through eating a piece of her own meal, she suddenly realized something. [color=A9A9A9][b]"I completely neglected to ask...are you a vegetarian, Maria? If so, I can procure you something more suitable."[/b][/color] Whatever Nephele wanted Maria to do, it must have been something important to her to have laid out a meal fit for...well, not a mercenary on a job, that's for certain. Especially given how it seemed that she was depriving herself of the same luxury.