[center][h3][i][color=skyblue]Kendra Serrana[/color][/i][/h3][/center]
[color=skyblue]"Right, well, I'm going to leave this with you,"[/color] Kendra said, setting the magic lantern down on the table in front of Kythor. [color=skyblue]"You seem like a responsible sort, at least, so better you than me."[/color] Finishing her soup she returned the bowl, perfectly clean already with a quick swipe of her magic. She then fastened her cloak tightly around herself once more, bracing for the cold. [color=skyblue]"I'm going to clear my head for a bit, but I think I'll come back to find a corner here to sleep tonight."[/color]

With a nod, she stepped outside. It was getting late, getting dark, and the streets were even emptier than when she'd arrived. Kendra made towards the stables she'd seen on her way through, or at least what passed for one, where she'd noted the presence of an axebeak, a rather impressive and feisty avian mount. When she was reasonably confident no one was looking her way, she quietly whispered an incantation in Primordial and made the necessary gestures beneath her cloak to activate the spell, enabling her to communicate with any animals she encountered for the next ten minutes.

Upon reaching the stables and feeling that she had privacy, as well as a space where the nearest axebeak could make eye contact with her, she allowed the words to form in her mind, words that the creature would hear in its own head with perfect clarity, and understand them too given her magical assistance in communication. Kendra's eyes took on a more violet hue as she thought.

[color=skyblue][i]Hey big guy. Don't be alarmed, I'm a friend. You must know these parts pretty well, right? You travel all over?[/i][/color]