[color=c4df9b][h2][center]O'Ner Faister [/center][/h2][/color]

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TIME: Late Afternoon

LOCATION: The Grand Ball, Roshmi City

INTERACTIONS: [@13org] Myra

O'Ner felt great relief when he got away with lying about the smell; he was glad he could get away with having a terrible smell. Even though he usually didn't bother with masking his smell.  He would have to speak to Phillippe about buying some deodorant or something to help with smelling like a graveyard. If she was was going to question him further; he would have to think of something that would satisfy her.     

Hearing her saying or at least trying to pronounce words; he was bemused by her attempt to speak. He wondered the reason of why she could only speak in single words. Watching pointing to things in the room; shout out what they were. Struggling especially with saying her name; which made him feel sorry for the girl. Waiting for her to finish saying her name before speaking. "I have to say; and i don't mean to sound condescending. But you are the most fascinating person in this ball i have met so far" He said smiling clapping softly for her accomplishment. "I have a idea you may like; perhaps we can head back towards your table and have a drink. And discuss many things" He suggested with a friendly smile on his face.