[center][h2][b][color=20B2AA] Jandar Varan[/color][/b][/h2][h3][color=20B2AA]Sharon, Shalador[/color][/h3][/center]
Jandar considered Bellinar’s suggestion. [color=20B2AA]“That idea does have some merit, but…I don’t think we should trouble Faeril too much. If she uses her power for every metaphorical pebble on the road we encounter, she won’t have the strength left for when it really counts. As for having left a trail…I’m afraid it’s a bit too late to erase our presence entirely. Whether through convincing, kidnapping, or mind-wiping, we just need to deal with this, then leave as soon as possible. Maybe we shouldn’t even wait until morning…”[/color] he trailed off, as his Queen had arrived at that morning. Jandar frowned at her bedraggled appearance, but didn’t comment – it was in the middle of the night, after all.

[color=20B2AA]“As Mikhail said, they’re just a couple of thieves,”[/color] he reiterated nonchalantly. Honestly, he was getting somewhat perturbed by how very [i]gentle[/i] and [i]understanding[/i] the Dea Al Mon Prince was being. Did he have a soft spot for kids and animals? Jandar would have never guessed.

When Thom responded, the Warlord turned to the boy with a mild scoff. [color=20B2AA]“You know, on the one hand, I’m impressed there are folk as young as you who can see how fucking rotten this whole Realm is, but on the other, I’m not really surprised,”[/color] Jandar drawled at the youth. [color=20B2AA]“But, kid, you’ve lived how long? A decade and a half, maybe?”[/color] he asked, tone amused. [color=20B2AA]“You have seen [i]nothing[/i], believe you me. It wasn’t always like this, though it sure has been for a while…at least in Terreille. Just chat a bit with Fatima here and you’ll soon see there’re still gems here and there,”[/color] he offered with a shrug.

[color=20B2AA]“If that doesn’t work, we really will have to wake up Faeril,”[/color] he sighed, not at all looking forward to exhausting the Black Widow for such a minor matter.