[center][h3][color=yellow]Valthyr[/color][/h3][/center][sub]Location: Hot springs
Interacting with: Sya ([@Prince Alexus]), Eris ([@The Muse])[/sub][hr]
Valthyr would have loved for some of the harsh mountain winds from back home to just blow away the ubiquitous steam for a moment, but given how things actually were, Sya more or less slithered towards him out of the white. Being touched by someone who was blightborn, yet didn't behave at all like what most people said was... at least as unusual and not exactly anticipated as was the fact that he'd feel the touch no higher than about five feet up his body. Yet as unusual as it was, part of him openly embraced it and was even concerned that the brief startle would be noticeable and come across as unfriendly.

[color=yellow]"Bad egg ? Erm..."[/color] The gears in his head rumbled into motion trying to figure out what that meant, first having to filter through the also non-standard pronounciation as well. When it clicked however, it did so pretty loudly. [color=yellow]"You mean [i]that[/i] wayward spawn ? If he makes any trouble, I will confront him. That's sort of still on my to-do list anyway. However, that's not why I have come here originally."[/color]

Another pair of footsteps approached, the sound indicating a rather lithe person. Valthyr briefly turned his head to see who was coming: No Ayel, no face-eating monster, no squirrel. So the druid deemed the chances of things going wrong so low that it was enough to greet the sage with a gentle smile. [color=yellow]"You are not really interrupting anything. I am Valthyr and was about to tell Sya that her chair is ready."[/color]

He tried to keep his voice a bit lower than usual just in case any unwanted ears were still around to listen. [color=yellow]"I've stowed it away in the Eye, if you'd like we can go there and check whether any details needs to be changed."[/color] he spoke more to Sya again. He couldn't help but glance at her tail as it slid over the hard surface with efficiency and his confidence in the many guesstimations he had had to make improved somewhat. He had only seen her rather briefly before, so all of that came from his memory.

[color=yellow]"May I ask for your name ?"[/color] Valthyr voiced towards Eris. Another unknown face and he needed to change that in general in this place as quickly as possible. His elbow was still wrapped in a self-grown bandaid with the monster squirrel induced wound right beneath it and he'd be looking forward to fewer scars if possible.