[center][color=39b54a][center][h3]Mirik[/h3][/center][/color][/center]

Tipping his head from side to side as the others spoke. The small Varkann on him seemed used to the sudden adjustments keeping their footing on the thick skin of the Sarcogan. More humans seemed to take notice now and mostly seemed to be intrigued by him. Still sitting he just sort of let them all talk as he stared at them.

[color=00a651]“BayyyylIEn DocTour.”[/color] Again finding the words alien through his vocal cords. Again these humans seemed more than interested in his presents. Bringing his large hand up to the small goat, it happily climbed onto it. Slowly Mirik lowered the animal in front of Vera and the doctor, giving encouraging sounds to the Varkann to go meet the new people. 

Doing the same with the other he stopped for a moment to pluck a pink flower from its horns. This act seemed to annoy the small creature slightly, making its complaint known through a small hiss. Quickly it joined its mate with the other humans and seemed to forget the transgression. With slow purpose, Mirik shows Vera the flower in his hand. Gently he peeled off one petal and placed it on his tongue. A sweet tangy flavor with a strange after taste that could very well remind someone faintly of a wet animal. Offering the rest of the flower to Vera and the others.

[color=00a651]“What Black bary?[/color]” continuing to ask more questions as he thought of them, still sitting on the ground. Tipping his head and leaning to look around Rob at the new comer. Another who seemed interested in him, [color=00a651]“VellllllTracks, Prieeeest.”[/color] The word was familiar to him a word rob had gone over with hi earlier. Mirik still didn’t quite understand their meaning for it. 

The large Sarcogan slowly stood to the entirety of his 8 and a half foot form, dwarfing even the tallest of those around him and stretched. The muscles throughout his body flexed and moved with him. Looking down onto the priest before him he brought his fist up to his chest, [color=00a651]“Mirik W-W…”[/color] trying to remember the word for the translation, [color=00a651]“War Prieest. Mirik, Come. Mirik Se- seeeee…. I-if Villlage Frieeend oar or… Foe.” [/color]Still struggling with the language but somehow managing. [color=00a651]“Robbbb, VelllllTracks Leiaaaaader?” [/color]

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