<span style="color: #99ccff">"Ah, I feared they were all of one mind and scared of our kind. That is good." </span><span style="color: #336600">"I am relaxed. I'm just not trusting of Seers." </span>The bar was spotless and organized as always when they entered. At the counter sat Looker still disguised as an ordinary tome, but now his mortal shell was an old female Tauren.<span style="color: #9999ff">"Ah, Order. It's good to see you back in health, perhaps healthier than usual. And you've brought your family with you I see. Wisdom and... that one."</span><span style="color: #336600">"Call me Trinity, Seer." </span><span style="color: #9999ff">"Right. Sorry. What brings you three to my bar?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Only in passing. And I tried to make it as short of a passing as possible. Eternals don't think or feel like we do, they're not raised on compassion or emotion like mortals. It's all cold logic and everything after that is learned or merely imitated. We all have vile thoughts, Ibara, even before I lost my family I'd still hear the call of the void. Standing too close to a cliff and I'd start to consider jumping off, among other things. It's actually fairly normal. But I know what you're talking about... So about your list of things that you wanted to do. You said you wanted to meet a stone giant, what else tickles your fancy?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>