[h1][color=beige][center]Kythor[/center][/color][/h1]

When he enters the room, he takes a deep breath, taking in the scent of the incense. Nostalgia fogs up the tiefling's eyes as he enters the room and pushes himself closer towards the room's outer edge, so as to allow the halfling more room to prepare his ritual without interruption. The scent of incense hanging int he air reminded him much of home, and of everything he had lost, everything that was behind him... Everything that was waiting for him. He'd be with his tribe again in time, but he had much to do until then. When he's addressed by the fox-eared monk, he jolts slightly in place, before shaking his head slightly and rolling his eyes. [i][color=beige]"Suppose so,"[/color][/i] Kythor sighs. [i][color=beige]"We've got a rather... unusual lot, I'll admit. Only spent the day with 'em, so I haven't really gotten a chance to know 'em that well. Truth be told,"[/color][/i] Kythor lowers his voice with a soft frown, [i][color=beige]"I'm only planning on stickin' around until I can gather up enough gold to return to my home among the wilds. Much more peaceful there... much less people t'keep an eye on too."[/color][/i]

[i][color=beige]"Whereabouts are you from, anyways?"[/color][/i] Kythor asks, cocking his head slightly. [i][color=beige]"Lots of interesting folk I've bumped into in the past couple 'a days - short ones, tall ones, scaled ones, and now one with the ears and tail of a fox."[/color][/i] His eyes briefly flick up to her ears, then her tail, before returning his gaze back to her face. [i][color=beige]"I'm always curious t'know what'd bring someone who's not from around here up this way. Not exactly the most ideal place to be, yeah?"[/color][/i]