[center][h3][u]Feral Cove, Near Ayer and Paric's Landing[/u]
[sub]3rd of Summer - 9:48 PM[/sub][/h3][/center]

	Each passing moment spent in Ayer's presence was like beating his his head against a rock. Dannisus' eyes drooped more and more until the silly man was finished with his little display. [i]'He's an idiot,'[/i] Dannisus thought, [i]'An nonredeemable idiot!'[/i] Part of his verbose dialogue stuck with Dannisus, however. His mention of Arcane knowledge was no surprise though. Despite his curious demeanor, the contraption that he carried positively [i]reeked[/i] of mana. And so, albeit reluctantly, the disgruntled cat-man feigned a polite smile and nodded after Ayer's words.

	"Quite the title," he mumbled with a tinge of sarcasm in his voice, "Nice to meet the two of you. I am a in fact a traveler, but I wouldn't consider myself [i]mysterious or hardy[/i]. I doubt many men in Leias would. Speaking of which..." He glanced at Ayer's Wax Jury for a moment, and then swung himself around to point towards the thick overgrowth that lead deeper into the jungle. "Leias is a straight shot, about a day's walk from here if you know your way. The ah, the lack of a path makes it difficult for outsiders drifting ashore, I'm afraid. Even if you knew your way, the beasts here are not any less savage than those across Thoris." His ears perked up. "Ehm, it may be true that my senses could guide you two through safely, but I cannot do so. I'm sorry to say, but I have my own business to attend to, hence my travel outside the capitol." Dannisus looked back at the men blankly. "Sorry."