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The halfbeast glanced at Victoria with the whispering, ear flicking once from how close Victoria was whispering, but nodding. Upon hearing the girl deny it, the halfbeast tilted her head, stating simply [color=#add8e6]"Yes, you are. Why deny it?"[/color]

That book looked rather curious though, perhaps a spellbook of some kind, although the halfbeast knew that she didn't know much about magic. Nonetheless, for now, she listened to Grimar's explanations of the compasses. [i][color=#add8e6]Curious. Artifacts linked to other artifacts?  Must be some particularly powerful artifacts, or something.[/color][/i] She didn't have the faintest clue what they would be though, to be frank, she had never heard of an artifact that... leads its user to a different artifact.

[color=#add8e6][i]So, one leads to the north, hm? No bother to me, it's been some time since I left the place of my... appearance? Birth? Not entirely quite sure what to call it. Although, perhaps this damnable chill of mine would be more useful in the south, where it's contrasting the temperature there...[/i][/color] The halfbeast frowned, seemingly lost in thought for a bit, before blinking at the mention of food and clothes. [color=#add8e6]"Thank you, but I will be fine on both of those counts, personally. I cannot speak for the others, though." [i]So, the arguing one is Erula, and both her and the adorable one will be joining us.[/i][/color]

A single, self-satisfied nod, before turning to the others. [color=#add8e6]"Although heading north would be nostalgic for... several of us, if my assumption is right-"[/color] A nod towards Avala. In all her time down in the south, she had yet to meet anyone as large as those who had lived up north, the harsh climate required strength most down in the lands she traveled now lacked. As such, such a large, well-traveled man was likely to originate from the north, though she knew not where exactly, he had certainly not been in the village where she had lived for a few years. [color=#add8e6]"-I am of the opinion that my personal... quirks... would be better suited elsewhere. I trust you can feel it?"[/color] A raised eyebrow, not really saying what 'it' was, but referring to the aura of chill that wrapped over her like a cloak, wherever she went. [color=#add8e6]"I was under the impression we were free to choose which to follow, so I believe we should pick one where our particular skills would be most of use."[/color]