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[sub][color=7b5d92]✧     Location: Soft Haven - Road to Bounty House  ✧     Purse: 20 copper     ✧  Interactions: [@Hero]✧[/color][/sub][/center]

Ermes made it only a couple steps further before realizing that his new companion had stopped dead in her tracks. He lazily turned around to face her, trying to judge the tone of her voice. He blinked twice as he let the question sink in. [i]You aren't aware of your type of magic?[/i]. She began to walk again, moving past him and leaving him stunned for just a moment. His gaze followed her until he'd turned his head and body and began to walk behind her. She seemed to be in thought, as if what he'd said was something unthinkable. But her question still ran through his mind. Somehow she knew more about his magic than he did, the idea alone bringing a bit of frown to his face as he followed behind her.

His steps were silent and light, the traces in the path hardly visible. Ermes was about to speak, asking what she meant by [i]his[/i] type of magic, and to know what other forms there were. Did she have magic? What type was she? Questions swam around his mind, his mouth partially open to speak when finally she did instead. He slowly closed his mouth, listening intently as she explained what Genesian magic was. Apparently there were others with his type that could control objects as opposed to create them. It seemed a bit limited and frankly useless but then again it could just be because he already knew of uses for his kind. 

Ermes rolled his eyes as she made notice of the wheel tracks and large footprints. Granted he hadn't thought of an orc, thought the possibility was certainly there. Of course he'd already know the other tracks were simply that of a wagons, which made him wonder just how stupid she thought he was. Then the most insulting thing she could've done happened. [i]She bent down in front of him to match his eye level[/i]. Ermes had a very unimpressed look in his eyes as he stared straight at her with his dark and baggy eyes. [Color=7b5d92]"Tch. Who says I don't just reanimate the dead? It's not hard to find an animal carcass around here. Easy enough to store and carry for when it's needed. As far as i'm concerned [i]people[/i] aren't the real monsters. There are worse things out there.``[/color] 

As the stranger straightened up and began to introduce herself, Ermes began to walk again, moving past her. [Color=7b5d92]"That's rather a mouthful. Can I just call you Eila? E would be shorter but I doubt you'd care for that name. Oh, names Ermes I guess. Ermes De Luca. So, what form of magic do you have? Or do you just [i]study[/i] it."[/color] As he rounded the second bend, there stood an impressively large orc. Cuts littered her arm and she seemed to be sighing in…disappointment? [Color=7b5d92]"Well what do you know Eil, you were right about those tracks after all."[/color] It was difficult to ascertain a tone from Ermes, as he spoke in nearly flat low tone with hardly any emotion thrust into his words save for when he pressed on keywords to accentuate what he was saying.