[center][color=6ecff6][h3]G A B R I E L[/h3][/color][/center]

Deadpan, as the half-elf slipped the oddly shaped gourd away he turned his head slowly to the short goblin the trees called 'Excellency' . Gabriel's expression was a mix of surprise and amusement, his brow was raised as to say 'Yes what [i]is[/i] your command your excellency?' as Jub looked between Gabriel and Brutrumukk with confusion "[color=6ecff6]Oh a mighty fine request your Excellency.[/color]" Gabe chuckled, giving the goblin a pat on the back.

"[color=6ecff6]So then your royal majesty,[/color]" kneeling next to his companion, Gabe rested his hand on Jub's shoulder looking at his small friend with a smirk "[color=6ecff6]What shall we call ourselves? Your stewards? Or heralds? Sworn to protect the life of our king.[/color]" he gave Jub's shoulder a squeeze before standing with a reassuring smile.

"[color=6ecff6]Oh, I jape of course but really the best question is how do these trees know you Jub?[/color]" Gabriel glanced towards the trees as he said so, he wondered if the trees knew who Jub was then it might mean others could recognize the one crowned as Witchlight's monarch. For better or worse this could be as much a blessing as a curse if the wrong type of attention was brought to them, he couldn't be too careful. They weren't in Faerun anymore after all.