Fenrir actually whistled. "That's a rare magic." He said as he watched her illusion vanish. "We can use that to distract any monsters we find whilst searching for the children." He nodded in approval as he said this as he leaned back in his chair.<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>It was evening when they reached the town where the job was posted. Fenrir decided it would be best to rest for the night before going out immediately the following morning. Plus he wanted to Make sure Kyrin had plenty of rest. Fenrir rented a two bed suite at an inn and walked in first.<br/><br/>"Plan is to be ready to go find them first thing in the morning." The Silver Armed Mage explained as he got ready for bed. He sat down on his bed and reached to touch his right shoulder with his left hand. He hesitated for a moment for fear of how Kyrin would react to what the damage the prosthetic hid.<br/><br/>Sighing the young man pressed a hidden button on the arm detaching his silver arm from his shoulder and setting it on the bedside. "I won't blame you for staring. Most people do if I ever go out in public without the silver arm." He remarked as he laid down on his bed. "I won't bore you with the story just yet. Every time I tell it is another way of telling myself I'm a failure."