Private - A day in the field

There were few things that were able to make Aalam a bit self-conscious, and she was one of them and that based on the fact that he liked her and didn’t want to mess this up. Well, at least she was able to learn something from the last time. She loved good food flowers and well a more straightforward setting they had ended up at a simple café after all, so he went back to what he knew, and that was a set of tulips and a basket full of food form the little tavern. He was able to get two fresh loaves of bread, some honey a bit of jam and even a bit of that cream pasta she seemed to like. It wasn’t much, but it was a nice little spread. He had even managed to find some of the apple cider in one of the dukes wine cellars before he decided he was going to leave the kingdom a start his own. That was going to be a cluster fuck for another day and by that he meant it was going to be a problem for another week. A long hard week, shaking his head to clear his mind as he made his way up one of the many hills that dotted the landscape of Brissal. It was indeed a lovely place, and it was times like this that he didn’t have to worry about the job or even the drink he could just enjoy the view.

He had already sent Savannah, or as the name appeared in his contacts as @Ezra now there was a story there, and he could feel it. She seemed to be carrying a lot of weight the last times he had seen her, but he had just been so busy with things that there hadn’t been a time just to side down and talk. He has been a lousy dater, datiee. He would figure that out later for right now they were friends that enjoyed each other’s company and might blush from time to time at specific actions, Like if they were to hold hands or something else like that…. Well, this was not good. He could look at things made of nightmares and not back down but she made his stomach jump. That was something he couldn’t figure out but why question it after he got to spend time with someone he liked and enjoy the calmer aspects of the game. He had already messaged her with the location now he just needs to get things ready before she arrived. And that was the challenge he had the rocks to hold down the corners of the blanket he just couldn’t hold down the blanket. He had been able to get two sides down and was using a rock to hold the third while he just needed to get the fourth. The hill was nice but it was also breezy and that did not work well for holding down a tent. She was going to be here and the least that he could do was have the blanket set up.

 

She just hadn’t had enough time.

For Ezra, the world started falling apart after the world boss had been defeated. Sure, she hadn’t been in game, but the moment she got back, things just seemed like the lined up in order to get knocked down. The nobles were losing power, the remnants of Titanius taint had taken over villages, there were rumors of a rebellion in the works, and she had caught – well, heard – her roommates doing their business out on the couch the previous night.

Today, she had spent the entire time within TerraSphere doing nothing at all except avoiding the real world. Mostly, she had walked around, listened to the NPCs bemoan the upcoming changes while others championed Astor as a forward-thinking monarch ahead of his time. Ezra felt neither one way or the other about his proclamation if she were honest. She only cared how it would affect Lucia and the khalasar of undead that followed her.

However getting in touch with the Dark Lady was…impossible. She had sent message after message with no response and a tiny niggling in the back of Ezra’s head told her this was probably because of the newest woman on Lucia’s radar. Her jaw clenched at the mere idea of the plague witch before the Death Knight forced herself to loosen the muscle and cast her thoughts elsewhere.

Fortunately, Aalam provided her with a beautiful enough distraction.

She aimed to meet him atop the hill at the coordinates he provided, a smile assaulting her pale lips as she stood off to the side, watching him prepare the space. She liked spending time with him, finding their conversations and love of good food a nice break from everything else going on in her life. However, these new proclimations would no doubt affect his way of life as well and so a small part of her heart and brain worried for him. What would his Lord Seto do once he was no longer a Lord? What would Aalam do? Maybe Lucia could take him in?

…But Lucia was essentially in the same boat as Seto. Ezra blinked as a spark of thought sizzled through the grey matter of her brain. Did this mean she was no longer technically Lucia’s Death Knight?

Ezra shook her head and took a step forward, forcing her thoughts away for the time being. She was here to spend some time with her friend and that was what she was going to do. Lifting a hand, she forced a smile to her face.

Hey Aalam! she called, still ascending to the spot. Need any help? She was sans armor today, the warm spring breeze making her tunic and breeches wave in the air.​

 

What this was going as well as he expected it to go when the wind picked up it was such a lovely hill however it was such a beautiful spot he couldn’t help but pick it. After that was a picnic was about finding lovely location and spending time with people…well the person that you care about. It was proving much more difficult to hold the edges of the blanket and trying to put the weight down on them without the entire thing blowing away into the distance. He should have brought his arrow to use on the ends it would have taken him about six seconds to make the shot, but no he had to do things like a classic man. What did that get him edges blowing away in the wind, and stress lots and lots of stress? Yes, stress, however, that was stress that he could deal with yet the fact that Savannah….. wait no Ezra had caught him in the middle of setting up was a bit more. One day he would have everything together when they were to go out one day.

That didn’t seem like it was going to be today if the wind was saying anything about it, however, as his father used to say a good man would sallow his pride for the right lady. And well as Aalam looked at the smile on her face, a gentle thing that seemed to capture the grace of the moonlight she was the right lady. So ride had no place here in this moment of the day, as it faded from him and happiness took its place. However even as he appreciated the beauty that was her smile it could see the weight on her shoulders, she needed this a bit of relaxation as much or almost more than he. Well, the was enough food in his basket to take care of that, well enough food and drink after all they both liked to eat. Letting a light chuckle escape him as he looked at his situation a real little laugh. “A hand would be a great help sav......Ezra. Right, Ezra if you would be so kind as to grab a rock so we can weigh down these edges and have a place to sit. I seemed to be able to pick a place with a great view but with wind seem to have it out for me right now.”

Shuffling his weight as the wind picked up for a bit as he tried to keep the blanket from taking off or it from taking off with him on it. He might not have been the biggest, but he was not going to let a blanket beat him.”Ohhh and if you would be some kind to hurry Ezra, the blanket might decide it wants to take off with me on top of it. As much of an adventure as that would be, I don’t think I’m ready to start flying just as yet. Maybe in a few more weeks.”

 

A short, quick burst of laughter erupted from Ezra’s mouth as she jogged the rest of the distance up the hill to Aalam. Her clothing was simple today, tunic and breeches and leather-sole shoes. It was nice to be able to move around without the clink of armor following her…nor the weight. Sure, it kept her plenty protected from, well, anything, but it was always nice to clamber out of it at the end of the day.

Or, to go without it entirely as she was doing today. These dates with Aalam allowed her to do that, to let her hair down and relax. She hadn’t even equipped her Great Ax in her inventory for the day. She had purposefully left it on her bed in her tent, along with the two wooden hand-axes. She was weapon-less, determined to enjoy the day for what it was and nothing more.

Picking up a sizeable rock as Aalam had asked, she helped him weigh down the corners of the blanket before it tried to escape them, the force of the wind making her giggle the entire time. By the time they were finished, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were bright. She was smiling again, a cheery disposition flowing over her like a waterfall. There were so few moments that allowed her to smile nowadays.

She promptly sat down on top of the blanket and made sure to leave enough room for Aalam to sit next to her. She sighed, enjoying the breeze as it ran through her hair and pulled at her cheeks. It was refreshing.

Thank you for inviting me out for a picnic, she told him, her legs crossing Indian style, her hands resting atop her knees. I haven’t had a chance to just relax since that whole Titanius thing happened…and I wasn’t even there. Just the fall out because of it has been crazy. So many people need help and…well, I’m sure you know what’s going on.

She paused and took a good look at Aalam, her eyes betraying worry. How is Lord Seto doing? I can’t imagine he was happy by the proclamation?
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Well if nothing else as he was able to make her laugh and when she got closer it was much easier to get well not blown away in the wind, and that was always a bonus. After all, it would ruin lunch if they lost the blanket. Seemed to walk bouncer when she saw him and if he was honest, he was going to take that as a good sign. Very few had a smile on their face when he was on since his personality wasn’t the best when he was working or drinking, and that was ninety percent of the time. Sometimes he even had trouble looking at himself after all, but he could look at her and that made it worth it.

However, he was a bit surprised that she was carrying her Axe, he would have thought those two were joined at the hip. Well, it did tend to rest at her hip at times, right her hip.... what was he thinking about again. His train of thought left him for a few seconds as he laid upon the blanket before a strong gust tried to take him off the floor. It was nice that it seemed that Ezra didn't want him to blow off into the wind anytime soon. As she got a rock and with her help, he was able to pin down the last of the corner and keep them down. Well hopeful the thing you remember that it wasn't a kite and people where suppose to be sitting on it. And she seemed happy to help that was something he always did like about her she always seemed willing to help out a person in need. It was in that action that he was able to see her without any weight on her shoulders and it was well he didn't have the words. He had seen many things in his life as he played this games and a great many women. There was Vivian who no man could deny was a beautiful temptation, he had seen a Goddess that made the world stand still. At that moment the world stood still, and he saw beauty, he would never tell her that, but it was something that he would remember. Taking a seat next to her but a more relaxed position stretching his legs out.

"I don't know the Duke been missing or sometime. Well, most of the court has been missing really and well its just been me. Well, the good thing is that most of the sucky will be able to carry on. Left a citizen that was well respected at the had out the council of the lands, was able to get the south wall repairs started....... South watch that was some time ago meet you there back then. I never did thank you for saving my life them" Picking up her hand and planting a kiss on it. "Thank you, Sav... @Ezra . And well Roland in the news most of the time now with him trying to take the land. Its been a rough week." Taking out the picnic basket and flowers out of his inventory and setting them down in the blanket. "As for Titanius well she was something I hope never to repeat again. I don't think I can face dawn again if I ever do." His hand shook for a bit as he said those words, spilling a few drops of water from the vase the flowers were in. "But I am not the only one with a duke or well s duchess how are you and Lady Lucia doing?"

 

Her eyebrows fled into her hairline at Aalam’s news. If a Duke was missing, shouldn’t there be a search party out looking for them? Shouldn’t Aalam have been out looking for him? He seemed nonchalant about it, mentioning that there was someone whom oversaw all Seto’s estates. That was good, at the very least. It meant the people were getting paid…granted, they’d now be free from their binds once Astor’s proclamation went through.

She blushed and glanced away from him when he kissed her hand. She hadn’t been expecting that. Physical affection was still something that was difficult for the Knight, especially coming from the opposite gender. But Aalam meant well, of course, and like Luna had said, she just had to be exposed to it more often, then she’d become okay with it.

Save your life? You looked like you were doing fine on the wall, Ezra murmured, a light chuckle coming from her.

His hesitation concerning her name didn’t go unnoticed. Her smile drooped a little and she steepled her fingers together, trying to think about how exactly to explain her thought process behind changing her name Lucia knew and understood, but others…well, it would probably be difficult for others to give her the same leniency.

I…yeah. I changed my name recently. She cleared her throat, nodding to herself. Good start, good start. More because, well, ever since my first death, I haven’t felt like…Savannah. I dunno, it’s hard to explain. She was…amazing, in her own right, but I’m…different now. So, I took a new name, to…solidify that. She winced, knowing the words sounded silly, but it was the best explanation she could offer at the time.

The atmosphere between them changed the moment Aalam brought out the flowers and food. Again, Ezra realized that she hadn’t nibbled on anything before she logged into the game and her stomach gave a mighty growl. She gently patted it, as if that would calm the sudden hunger pains that swept through her.

Oh, those flowers are beautiful Aalam. Where do you find them all? She leaned forward, gently picking up the vase and lifting the flowers to her nose. Inhaling, she sighed at the scent that invaded her nostrils and gave a slow nod of her head. She had never considered herself a woman in love with flowers until Aalam had started bringing them to her. Now, she couldn’t get enough of them.

Oh, Lucia is doing well, actually. She didn’t seem worried in the least…unless she’s not telling me the whole story, but I doubt it. She’s very forthcoming with her feelings. The Undead look to her as their leader anyway so I doubt having or not having the King’s title behind her name would matter much to them.​

 

A slight smile crossed his face as he looked at her and saw that midnight blush makes it way across her face. Fixing the flowers in the middle of the blanket to cover his smile but it nice that he was able to do that. Thank you, James Bond, if nothing else thank you for that, and it was a good sign that she didn't pull away at least to him. At least these hands would be able to do something right and do something that was able to bring someone a bit of joy. "I am sure I remember the wall a bit different. I remember a courageous and breathtaking woman pulling me out of the line of fire to save my life." Putting all his attention into the flower arrangement after all he had grown them for her.

However, he pulled his attention back to her face admiring the delicateness of it that held such great strength. As she explains what had happened to her name, this was still the Savannah that he knew and the one that he carried about but different under a different name. So he looked as he listened and Aalam looked for something that he knew as she talked he examined her. Yes, the words were important, but he was looking for the person he knew. "You are not Savannah anymore; you are Ezra your name changed as you did. My name does not change it will be what it is for it describes me, your not longer was proper to represent you. The forest areas near the borders are where I spent most of my time, even in town the name fits."

Putting the herbalism to use in a better way while medicine and pastes were useful sometimes it was nice to create something beautiful. Getting a flower that looked like a morning glory in Terra was hard enough getting it to grow without the aid of nature magic. "I take a bit of time in between what I do and found a nice spot of soil and a few seeds. After that is just time and effort, but it the reward makes it worth it. You travel a lot with Lady Lucia correct caravan right, well there might be a way to dry some flower out. A way to brighten up the caravan add a little scent to the travel. It is good to know that she is feeling well fine, even with the political shift in the country." Working the cork off the bottle of cider and pouring out two cups, damn he was going to miss that village. They made good drinks and had nice people taking out the loaf of bread and the butter passing to @Ezra . "Well, I would suggest she takes the focus away from black magic after all its still not looked upon in the best way by most of the NPCs. Possible old wounds they can take some time to heal."

 

Perhaps she had saved his life that evening in Southwatch. She rightly couldn’t remember as there was a lot going on at the time. She could vividly recall the catapults bombarding the wall, the screams of soldiers are they were wounded and died, the yell of players as they took to the front lines with spells, arrows, and weapons flying. Just reliving the memory here with Aalam was enough to make her blood pressure rise and her heart speed up a little.

She licked her lips and gave him a semi-shy nod, glancing away from him all the while. I’ll be honest Aalam, I don’t remember. But if I did save your life, I’m glad that I did. The world would’ve been a darker place without you in it.

There was a measure of calm that passed through her at his acceptance of her name change. She hadn’t met anyone yet that was against her changing her identity and when she explained, most people nodded and agreed that it made sense. A few people had looked at her odd, but they didn’t understand her investment when it came to this game. Now that she was playing so much and so often, she wanted the continuity here that she couldn’t achieve within her real life.

Grateful for the bread and butter that Aalam passed her, she began to cut it into slices and slather it with the familiar lard they had shared at the tavern. Her mouth watered with the smell and the warmth that seeped in through her fingertips. She seemed to always be hungry when she met with him. Whether that was good or bad was up for debate.

Oh, I couldn’t suggest something like that, Ezra murmured before grasping one of the goblets full of cider and taking a sip. Necromancy and Lucia just…it’s hard to see one without the other. And she doesn’t do it for…evil reasons. I hope that the Citizens of Astorea would one day come to realize that the Undead aren’t mindless ghouls out to eat their flesh and bones. They’re actually just like you or I…well, mostly anyway. She shrugged and placed a small piece of bread in her mouth, a groan of satisfaction coming from her as she chewed. ​

 

It was funny to him that she thought the world would be a darker place without him, after all the things that he was done in the man of King and country. Even his actions with the Aristocracy will earn him a place in a whole one day, but until that day comes, he would drink and move along. However from here reaction it seemed that wasn't the most pleasant memory, but then again he wasn't on the front lines of that war. Archer has that advantage being what they were, but she wasn't an archer was she. It might have been a decent memory to him one that shaped him into the man he was now, and he was going to hope she never had to see that man. However, that was something he was going to correct her on it was easier than tell her the truth.


"Fear is a powerful and the fear of the unknown is something that can drive even the best of me to do foolish things. She will have to try hard on that if they are to become well accepted. The feelings of Astoreians when they look at Falderens are not one of happiness because of the recent actions of their king. Undead for the most part before us have not been good things you would talk to. And the use of Necromancy was to hurt many people, to do terrible things, your Lady might be kind but pain runs deep in the soul of man, and it is not so easily expunged.” He understood the idea even if the things that Lucia had with her sometimes freaked him out. To this day he wasn’t too sure what Alice was or how he would be able to kill it. But as long as she followed the rules of the place, there was no reason to harm it and if she were a citizen of the town that meant she would be under the town’s laws. Both its protections and its rules. But that was a topic for another day, and as such he was going to plan in both ways for their protection and if he would need to wipe clean the slate and purge those same towns.

It had been an excellent choice to go back to that little café, however, to pick up those loaves and lard if that groan was any indicator of choice. Well, at least he knew they were going to enjoy the lunch and finding someone who enjoyed food as much as he was great. Made his life much easier, keep bring her flowers and good food every time they went out. “However that is a topic for another time after all the country seemed to be going through a change, the duke is trying to form a separate nation and times are hard for the people. I seem selfish to me that I can enjoy this moment of peace with you, but yet I cannot find fault in this joy this day. However hopefully after lunch, we might be able to find some flowers and herbs to scent up your cabin. Or is it caravan I know you travel around with Lady Lucia and well the proper term escapes me this moment.”

 

Ezra could only nod her head at Aalam’s words. They made sense to her and she agreed with him. Before she had gotten to know the Citizens, she would have been in the camp of merely killing them if they ever crossed her path or thinking of them as something sub-human. Being with Lucia and being surrounded by the Undead day in and day out when she played this game changed her perspective. She was hoping that, eventually, maybe the rest of the populace would change theirs.

Might be a tad more difficult now without the Duchess title behind her name, Ezra commented after swallowing another piece of bread. Now she’s just a powerful necromancer with a hoard of Undead at her beck and call. I understand what you’re saying Aalam, I do. I just dunno how Lucia would do it. I mean, we keep to the mountains because of that fear.

Her words sounded exasperated, but her body still seemed loose. There was no tension in her shoulders or hands and she broke another small piece of bread off before popping it into her mouth. Fitting the Undead in with normal people just didn’t make sense. They needed their own space, but how was that going to happen if Lucia couldn’t give it to them. Sigh. The complications of politics.

She glanced at him at the mention of the Duke trying to separate from the rest of Astorea. It had been all the talk in Map Chat and while Ezra had her own opinions on the matter, she had said nothing.

Yeah, I heard about that, she told him, her voice steady. I don’t understand his motive, to be frank. Astorea shouldn’t be ruled by the powerful elite with their boot on the neck of the common man. Why doesn’t this Duke just give up his lands like everyone else, let his vassals work for themselves and try to eek out a good living for their families. A low grumble came from the Knight, her free hand lifting and rubbing at her nose. There was no point in getting angry at Aalam about the entire mess. But that’s all this was to Ezra: a bloody mess where innocent people got hurts or killed and left fractured families and vengeful children.

Heh, you can call it a caravan, yeah, Ezra said with a small chuckle. Me and one of the other girls call it a Khalasar. Game of Thrones reference, I dunno if you’ve ever seen it. It’s pretty good, lots of blood and killing and crazy politics about a throne and who sits on the throne. I’d recommend it. But, some flowers would be nice, yeah. I’ve grown really fond of them.​

 

Aalam ripped off a chunk of bread and taking a bite as he thought about her problem, well to large extent Luica’s problem. He didn’t trust the woman power that much power was never innocent and the added fact that Vivian was seemed to be close to her. And now she had a hoard at least before it was just a small number the more time that went on, the more prominent the threat she could become. At the same time, she has done nothing to directly affect the kingdom. Maybe they could just build a wall and keep her behind it a huge barrier.

However, Ezra might not take to kindly to that idea seeing as she seemed to still admire the duchess. Well, she has had a bit of luck with that, on his side both of the dukes appeared to cause a handful of problems. However, as a thought occurred to him a little chuckle escaped him. “I would not mention that she has a hoard of Undead at her beck and call for the most part” Taking another large bit of the piece of bread that he had in his hand, pausing mid-chew to grab the lard. Slather it on top of the rest of his bread before taking the next bite. Yea that was so much better next time he was going to find someone who raised bees, and he was getting some honey. Mhmm honey and lard maybe some milk to wash it down with that would be good. “Might cause a few people got to get a bit nervous, and it comes to the question are all undead like the ones that follow Lucia? There are many questions, but that might be the only one that matters.” Washing down the bread with a bit of the ale, it was still as smooth as he remembered. “Everything and every person have to fear Ezra its part of what keeps alive at times, even if a lion is in a cage you still fear and respect the lion.” Reaching around to put his arm around her and give her a little squeeze

“As for the duke these things tend to work themselves out in the courtrooms and around well a large table with a great number of diplomats. Let those in politics worry about that the common man still needs the help of a few adventures ya?” Reaching into the basket and moving a few things around until he found what he was looking for a block of cheese. Cutting off a piece to add on top of his bread. “A Khalasar, well I know Game of Thrones is pretty popular these days. I have heard it has a bunch of killing and an actor that everyone loves. Jason Momoa was his name I think?” Taking a bite of his bread now covered in lard and cheese a light groan escaping him as he chewed now that was a good combination. “Never seen it however never was my cup of the preferred Lord of the Rings, it’s a classic story you know. But I might check it out if you’re sure it’s good. Well, we might be able to put together a floral arrangement, a few herbs dried and press might help them keep their scent longer. And some flower placed around the Khalasar we might be able to brighten up your room? Or is your room the entire Khalasar?”

 

Even if it isn’t mentioned, it is still known.

The moniker of having an entire undead hoard at your beck and call was just…what happened when you became one of the most powerful necromancers – if not the most powerful necromancer – in the game. Even some of the NPCs that Ezra had spoke to referred to the Witch in the Hills or the Dark Lady of the Undead. There was no getting around it. It probably didn’t help that all of Lucia’s girls gave her similar names, but that was neither here or there.

Ezra was trying, and failing obviously, to get Aalam to see Lucia in the same light she did. Maybe he felt her magic was evil and thus she was evil for using it, but couldn’t the same be said for those power-hungry pyromancers, burning up cities along the coast or a swordsman bent on revenge that would just as quickly slaughter his enemy’s family to prove a point. It wasn’t the instrument, it was the user and Lucia was not an evil person.

The Death Knight knew this, intrinsically, because se knew she couldn’t love evil. Evil didn’t care how you fared, didn’t offer support and guidance and a steady, patient hand when the waves of life attempted to drown you.

No, there are some who can’t fit in with the Citizens. Ezra was slow to answer the question, her eyes trained on the piece of bread between her lithe fingers. Some of them just…can’t adapt. Or they don’t want better for themselves in this new, undead life. They are culled and burned and their ashes spread on the wind so that they can find eternal rest. She gave a shrug of her shoulders. She had accompanied Lucia once to do a culling and while necessary, it was still sad. She didn’t like remembering the event.

A small chuckle escaped her at his mention of that famous actor. She was quick to nod her head but offered no further comment. She had found him attractive, yes, but his initial treatment of Danny hadn’t sat right with her and even after they found true love, she still had to twist her mouth up whenever they shared space together on the screen.

Instead of speaking, she held out her hand, glancing from the block of cheese to Aalam and back again. She was a sucker for cheese and bread.

I have a tent on the edge of Lucia’s lands. Well, what used to be Lucia’s lands. I doubt anyone would attempt to come bother us though. Nothing grows in that area and there is little mana for casters to fight over. Another shrug, this one as bouncy as the first. But, ah, I keep the flowers in my tent. Pressing some herbs might be nice though. It would keep the area smelling nice at the very least.

She quirked a smile as she glanced at him. I recently acquired a velociraptor and who knew that a beast with…scales could stink up the place after a run through the mud and rain?​

 

Aalam let out a small sigh under his breath at her words, he was trying to tip-toe around the situation, but well tack was not his strong suit. He had meant for the statement to come off light heated, guess he needed to work on his stealth around her. Especially in situations like this, it was a trend the more that he played, the less he was using his words. Focusing more on the actions of a person than anything else and he couldn’t hide it, black magic chilled him. He had seen Seto use it and the man turned into almost a beast of rage and death. The man was nearly consumed by the force of the magic alone and Lucia well she was a different beast. The way she was able to throw her power around it was worrying, he saw the things that she was able to create, and if she were to turn against the kingdom like Roland, it would be a disaster. It was his job to look at threats like this and take them into account, with the Vigil a shell of its former self it did no one any good to just ignore threats on words alone.

Even Ezra’s for as much weight as they carried, he did that before, and it left to a war on the border to the area he had called home. Then to a man, he had trusted rebellion against the crown he once served. She seemed to respect the woman and trust her but if Lucia ever turned against the kingdom………. Well, that was a thought for another day and hopefully another lifetime and not this one. Power was power, and too much of it corrupted no matter how pure the person was. Might slowly become what made right it was happening to Roland, and he seemed more put together that Lucia for the most part. However, he was going to drown those thoughts in the water he would reserve final judgment until necessary. If she bore no ill will to the country, then he would be happy to be wrong. “I see, that might be the case with some of them would be better to find a place where they can be themselves. Gradual exposure.” Taking off another piece of bread this time sticking with just the lard. There wasn’t much else he could say after all, well at least he was able to get the name of the actor right if that chuckle was any indication. Good, he wasn’t too sure what the show was about but the at least he had managed to now look like he wasn't entirely out our touch.

“That’s a shame would have made some nice flower fields or well just fields, in general, would have been nice to put the land to use. And I hope it’s a good size tent at least you were able to get some use out of them. Hope they aren’t too much of a hassle, it a bit much to get them to grow with no skills in nature magic. As for the herbs, I should be able to help have a pretty good working knowledge of the herbs of Terra. I know cheesy, but I do know a good amount about them” However he did turn to look at her when she mentions that she acquired a velociraptor. Taking out the main meal from the basket. He had gone back to that same little café in Stokbon and picked up something off the menu; it was supposed to be pasta smothered in a cream sauce. “Ok a few things when did you acquire a velociraptor? Second when did you get into the beast taming, last time I saw you, you were more about training with your axe. And I know you should see how Zeus gets when I must help him prune a disgruntled mess of a bird. Or bathing he really doesn’t like bathing.”