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Ahnciel observed the device the girl held, unwilling to believe that the region could be so different that even cardinal directions varied wildly seemingly depending on the time of day by the way a few of the pointers moved. "Zee guards seem not to fancy inquisitive types ehn I vould be loathe to drag anohzer into my business. I understand if you vould not want to accompany me, zough [i]directions[/i], even, are a different beast in zeis place" the knight said, looking off the way she had indicated and softly musing.
[color=8882be]"A city ouf bandits, a mistress ouf crows, a murder mystery...I feel like I should be writink zeis down,"[/color] accented with a soft chuckle and an amused smirk as they let their hood down, the rain having subsided by now.

Keepa raised her head and stood up on Ahnciel's shoulders to stretch before noticing the girl and chirping a soft 'oo-roo-roo...' which was answered by a gauntlet gently mooshing their face and scratching behind their ears. [color=8882be]"Adventure, Keepa. Adventure~"[/color] Ahnciel sang before remembering they had an associate to address. [color=8882be]"Miss...hm...If you are certain zeht I can reach agartha in zeht direction, I vill be off vith my thanks, unless [i]you[/i] vould suspect I vill need your aid"[/color] Ahnciel began, offering a small bow with a hand over their chest as their companion maneuvered themselves to face the other direction and nestle down once more. [color=8882be]"...However, eit iz rude to expect a name from someone vithout offering your own in return. Iz how introductions [i]should[/i] verk, ah?"[/color] the knight remarked with a slight turn of their head, hinting to perhaps having winked if it weren't for the veil having obscured such a gesture. Simply put, the paranormal notion of strange crows having a mistress that they answered to redoubled the paladin's enthusiasm and they were still hardly in a mood to press for more information, assuming nothing but more cryptic remarks and childish sass. There was only so much mystery that Ahnciel had the patience for in a single sitting before it was all merely riddle-speak and answer-less questions drifting from haughty lips. Ahnciel was all but certain that the girl was keeping information from them, but it was going to be quite a walk, from the sound of it, and there were only so many hours in the day.