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[@PaulHaynek]

"[color=mediumpurple]Wrong! That is the incorrect answer![/color]"

[color=gold]"WHAT!?"[/color]  There was no way!  He remembered the line itself about the goddess.

"[color=tan]No! There are other gods of the sea besides Poseidon. She just happens to rule most of it.[/color]"

"[color=mediumpurple]That is correct! The last point goes to you, Miss Owl Mage! [/color]"

[color=gold]"Those gods still owe fealty to Poseidon so its not-"[/color]  He bristled and then in a moment of weakness just raised his wings and crossed his arms.  [color=gold]"Oh whatever!"[/color]  He sulked.  DANGIT!  He almost had this!

"[color=tan]It's Margaret. Margaret Alfstad.  And you and I will be spending a lot of time together. A lot. Of. Time.[/color]"

Ozzy knew her name finally atleast.  Her look while predatory claiming him, he found himself suddenly forgetting the defeat.  Spending time with Margaret.  He raised his hands with a shrug and a cheeky grin.  [color=gold]"Deals a deal.  I'm all yours."[/color]  Hopefully it wouldn't be as bad as it was suggested.

And that was that, Ozzy had lost but it wasn't going to be a total loss.  He intended to follow her, letting her poke and prod him and hopefully he could engage in a little conversation with her during the festival... however. 

"[color=tan]Is there somewhere you want to go, Sir Skyway? You can take me anywhere you like.[/color]"

Ozzy was wide eyed, taken aback.  This already wasn't going like he thought.  Maybe her extremeness from before was only a front, and she was a bit more interested in discussion rather then experimentation, each were fun, having their own pros and cons.  [color=gold]"Are you hungry Margaret?  I c-can call you Margaret right?  I was thinking one of those delicious funnel cakes."  He made sure to pat his wallet, thank goodness he had some money on him.  Maybe just maybe this could be a d-

[@Restalaan]

"Heya Ozzy!  Did Ozzy win the smartest competition?"

The familiar voice caused Ozzy' feathers to switch as he saw the approaching hobgoblin, seeing his form come forward.  It brought a smile to Ozzy's face.  [color=gold]"Hey Ditzy.  I'm afraid not."[/color]  He held up his hands as if introducing Margaret.  [color=gold]"Behold the superior scholar in all her glory."[/color]  he attempted to flatter.  [color=gold]"Hope so.  We were just-"[/color]

Then Ditzy introduced himself to her and with that Ozzy's smile kind of wavered.  He had appreciated the fact that he was special in a few fleeting moments where a bunch of females were clammering for his attention, and now all of a sudden, here comes another one, and already he made a more direct introduction then what Ozzy was able to do.  He felt a sudden surprising pang of jealousy and threat.  He didn't know why...

[color=gold]"Fraid not.  We just finished here.  I was going to find them afterwards, but I promised her to show her around.  I'm sure Freyr won.  The others too.  I guess I still have alot to learn."[/color]  He smiled nervously.  [color=gold]"We'll meet up later Ditzy."[/color]  He wanted a bit of alone time for a conversation.