<blockquote><div><cite>Aurion wrote:</cite>Aurion had seen that look many times before. It was the embarrassed, sometimes angry look as the onlooker surveyed the look of his ears and the bizarre coloration of his hair before speaking to him brusquely or ignoring his presence completely.<br/>"I may not be the same on the outside, but I speak Common . . . and many other languages." He paused. "I am from far away and I want to return there as son as possible."<br/>He turned the fish on the spike again. The skin spat and hissed in the flames of the fire. "I am here to find something that was stolen from my family; then I will return. Eat the fish and then I will show you a secret."</div></blockquote><br/>Gale took one of the fish from the fire, holding it by the skewer. He marveled at how delectable it looked and its delicious aroma filled his nose. Gale greedily bit out a huge chunk from the fish and moaned with delight at its flavor. Not only was Aurion kind, but he was also a good cook, thought Gale as he took yet another bite out of the fish. Letting its warm, tender meat heat his body from the inside out.<br/>"What sort of secret?" Gale said between mouthfuls.