Strange. Jarvan would've thought that the Lillim inside would make more of a fuss. Like clawing the bag open, trying to escape, something along those lines. Instead, it seemed to just busy itself with eating the eggs inside. This Lillim was rather unusual. Rational. Very interesting. This might just be his lucky day after all.<br/><br/>With quick paces, he walked out of the village, making sure to be out of sight when he crouched onto the lake's bank, gently putting down the bag and loosening the opening so that the creature inside could slide out easily enough.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"Hey there. It's safe to come out now. We're not in the village any more. Nobody's going to eat you now. And I just want to talk."</span><br/><br/>Making sure his weapon was strapped to his side, he gave the bag a respectful distance, about 2 meters of it. Slowly and softly, he continued speaking, making his voice as casual as he could.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"See, I looking for a few nice Lillim that would maybe be willing to work together with me. And as you've proven yourself to be quite the brave one, I wondered if I could persuade you."</span><br/><br/>The warrior sniggered.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"And don't worry about the theft. That fat fisherman has plenty of food already, he can miss an egg or two, even if he doesn't want to admit it." </span>