[color=plum] [center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/820685806439366667/1095875938958463036/luum.png[/img][/center] [Color=F6DC88][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning [Color=F6DC88][b]Location:[/b][/color] Southwest of Roshmi [Color=F6DC88][b]Interaction:[/b][/color]Brigitte [@Tae], Bardulf [@Lava Alckon], Rue [@Potter], Bowyn [@Helo], and Zeva [@Pink Khione] [Color=F6DC88][b]Mention:[/b][/color] Vaeril [@Bearlof] [Color=F6DC88][b]Equipment:[/b][/color][url=https://image.lexica.art/full_jpg/fe1a7615-8f40-4770-a213-03d1a0bd857c]Fancy Ring[/url], [url=https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/057/087/591/large/vellectrum-eternal-circles-series-c-6.jpg?1670808004]Cold Ring[/url], [url=https://fontmeme.com/permalink/230502/3289daca22ec24dfe9edbc85c4dd7087.png]Oak Wood Staff![/url], Brown Leather Fingerless Channeling Gloves (not worn), Transmission Bracelet, 560 Amas.[hr] Mister Luum was quite ready to carefully study Zeva’s demeanor the moment she answered his question but the young elf was much too fast! He nearly gasped as she seized his hand in hers. In an instant, Mister Luum found himself not only captured but stunned by her straightforwardness. He found her mention of it ‘being nice to meet him’ combined with the vigorous shaking of his hand as a subtle threat. It was like she was telling him he was helpless in her grasp. And then, she thanked him for [i]helping her[/i]? [Color=F6DC88][i] No, this cannot be. This is… This is madness.[/i][/color] Mister Luum’s eyes widened as he was almost in shock by how well she was obscuring her intentions from the others. He was thinking of his next move the moment she released his hand but then she hit him with her slightly extensive backstory. [Color=F6DC88][i]All the way back to her birth?! No![/i][/color] Mister Luum kept up his smile, finding it difficult in the presence of… his foe. Luckily, she got to the point fairly quickly. He was not prepared to dissect an entire autobiography. Then she thanked him yet again, nearly causing him to sneer before hearing Brigitte say she was finished harvesting the owlbear that appeared to have swallowed a few useful items. [Color=F6DC88]“Perfect!”[/color] Mister Luum replied with a smile to Brigitte while also giving her two soft pats on the head. When Zeva asked what they were doing there. Her first direct question. One of the traditional first direct questions a militant interrogator would ask. [i]What is your mission?[/i] Mister Luum was quite ready to address her when- [h2][color=aqua]"I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH!"[/color][/h2] Bardulf’s shout caused the middle-aged elf to whip his head around to him, only to witness a bolt of lightning striking too close for comfort. Bardulf could have very well ended the journey of anyone if the summoned magic made contact with them. As bad as it looked, it did not end there. Bardulf lept forward at breakneck speed while electricity surged across his body. [Color=F6DC88][i]You’re kidding me, right? From the sky? He summoned a lightning bolt from the sky… AND DID NOT USE THAT AGAINST THE OWLBEAR?!?![/i][/color] Mister Luum calmly shut his eyes and took a breath to maintain his usual warm expression but his eyes caught Zeva’s, causing his smile to drop. Now a more neutral expression set upon his face as he absorbed the reality of what had to be done. While Rue and Bardulf shared an intimate moment of apology and comfort, Mister Luum crossed his arms over his chest and looked toward the now overcast sky. He managed a soft chuckle. [Color=F6DC88][i]You weren’t kidding, Vaeril, you enigma of an elf. They really are quite powerful.[/i][/color] [color=#6082B6]“You will not speak about this to anyone.”[/color] Rue’s voice called Mister Luum’s attention before he let out a burst of haughty laughter. [Color=F6DC88]“Voiced threats useless. You should know better than anyone what’s required to keep a secret from being told by another.”[/color] Mister Lumm bounced his eyebrows up and down, being both subtle and direct with what his words meant. [Color=F6DC88]“But as a group, we are quite bad at killing, so I have a better idea! Zeva…”[/color] He returned his excited gaze to the young woman he found to be far too suspicious to simply let go. [Color=F6DC88]“How would you like to accompany me and my not-so-merry band of-”[/color] He took a moment to look at everyone to find the right word for their group. [Color=F6DC88]“Pals? Yes, band of pals! Forget Aegnor Stonel and help us save Avalia. It’s not like Aegnor has a school named after him because he was a prestigious student. Give reason to those new top-of-the-line daggers you’re itching to purchase. Forget about chasing the adventure. The greatest one yet has found you! So what do you say?”[/color] Mister Luum gave her a nod, selling Zeva promises of everything she yearned for. [Color=F6DC88][i]Thank Solaris that her backstory wasn’t too long to commit to memory.[/i][/color] [/color]