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-Interaction:[@Remram] Askel [@CitrusArms] Stratya-

Munir took a look at what was offered to him by Stratya. Gravlax. Isn't a sort of cured fish?... Interest, but too adventurous for him this early in the morning. [color=ffce00] "Ah. Captain Durmand. I'm glad you're enjoying that particular offering. However, I don't know how I will fare with something so...exotic. So I must gratefully turn down your offering. Please do not take offense." [/color] He said, offering a small nod and a sheepish smile to Stratya.

The other member of their conversation spoke to him in Gazalian. Munir offered a small smirk while replying in Gazalian [color=ffce00] "I see you speak our language. Well met, sir. As we're both princes, please drop the honorifics and just call me Munir. Also. I am going to switch back to the common tongue, as to not exclude our mutual friend the captain Durmand here." [/color] and as he said he would, Munir switched to the common tongue and continued [color=ffce00] "The pleasure is all mine, Askel. Just as Captain Durmand has introduced me to gravlax, I am interested in learning about this palette cleanser you have mentioned. Please, enlighten me. Also. How is it that you know my native tongue? You speak it rather well."[/color]

Munir knew people. He has always been good at 'people'. He studied Askel's expression, noting the subtle drawing of a deeper breathe than usual as his sister was announced...