<blockquote class="uncited"><div> Ah, so the young farmboy and his faithful companion set out into the world with naught but the family blade to avenge the deaths of his parents at the hands of the evil Empire...." </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Eruin cannot help but smirk - well, he'd actually gotten it somewhat close. Was his quest really that cliche'? Pity he didn't know more of these stories...only what he'd heard from the lips of the fey. And so very many of them were difficult to understand, or peice together....yet, over the years, he'd managed. So many had been life stories that were invaluable...<br/><br/>A farmboy and his faithful companion set out against the world with nothing but a blade to avenge the deaths of parents at the hands of an evil empire...<br/><br/>It was not too far off. Eruin was no farmboy, nor had his mother been killed...yet, the 'evil empire' WAS moving in, and things were getting awfully...well, dangerous. All those tresspassers meant a steady supply of food and full, squirming bellies...but it also meant a greater chance of injury, or even death - that had already been seen.<br/><br/>His thoughts on the story and it's meaning end abruptly when Theron leans forwards, and simply wipes his drool-covered palm off right in the center of Eruin's chest. Looking down at the saliva-slickened spot for a few brief seconds, Eruin's face contorts in disgust, and he rather philisophically states "Ew."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> You must not come from far from here though then," he muses. "Or maybe you just like to walk reeeeeeeaaaaaaaally long distances over unpopulated terrain and never talk to anyone on the roads. That would be terribly boring, of course.." </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Eruin's eyes shift from the saliva-slickened chestfur just beneath his chin, up to Theron once again, a faint smile creasing his lips "It was about twenty-nine miles. I live rather closeby. And no, not talking doesn't get to me. I have Rea here to talk to."<br/><br/>Rea eyes Eruin for just a few brief seconds, and her incredibly expressionate face seems to offer up a small smile, before she returns her attention to the jackal and wolf standing and seated nearby. They'd not done anything yet....but she was certainly going to watch them, just in case....