<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Sorry about the delay guys. &gt;&lt; Parent's dropped in unexpectedly to visit while I'm at college, and being a vore isn't something I really want them to find out about. XD</div></div></div><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Akiada wrote:</cite>"I am Rafe Mohan, scion of the Mohan clan, famous throughout all Alnura!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Much like his shifter companion, Ureck's mind is immediately sent to brainstorming at the mention of Rafe's origins. The canine had never been one to just leave potential contact information unexplored, but in his current surroundings he could only manage what had been tucked away in his memory...<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Knowledge (local) check: 1d20(4) + 12 = 16<br/>Knowledge (geography) check: untrained</div></div></div><br/><br/>As hard as Ureck tried, the locations of nations and continents outside of his own had never been something he specialized in. It was never something most people in Espen chose to care about, since they had enough troubles to manage in their own regions without worrying about what happened elsewhere. However, perhaps the collie would have more luck with Rafe's clan name, something that fell more in-line with what the canine studied. Although the lingering feelings from the morning's incidents didn't aid his concentration much, perhaps he could dig up something that would allow them to better understand Lilium's unexpected breakfast.<br/><br/>Thinking aside, Ureck allowed his ears to fall back to the wolf's words as he spoke about what he could offer, and he couldn't help but smirk. Although the dog had been predispositioned to his release from the start, he had to admit the lupine was quite the salesman, presenting his abilities much the same way a heckler in Espen's market would present his wares (although far more eloquently!). Ureck could pick up some of his methods, appealing directly to his captor's inclinations, using strong colorful words, even comparing what the kitsune had to what she<span style="font-style: italic">could</span>have for so little. Although Rafe's words about predation fell on largely inexperienced ears in that regard, even the collie was beginning to find the thought of living prey rather enticing...<br/><br/>However, it was his offers beyond live prey that the collie found the most alluring. Despite his... accident, the collie couldn't help but imagine the possibilities if his words were true. An adventurer by trade, armed with an arsenal of spells and more than willing to offer his abilities in exchange for his freedom... Naturally, the dog couldn't help but feel a tad suspicious, but in his mind the risks were far overshadowed by the benefits. Someone of his caliber could be incredibly useful in their cause against Lesik, against the Grangers. It made the chance of fulfilling his lifelong goal seem that much closer...<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sillyness wrote:</cite>"Think we should trust him? Or shall I send him out of my tush tomorrow?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Although the collie's answer was likely clear in his expression, he couldn't help but hesitate slightly before responding. He had already felt what a live meal meant to a kitsune such as herself, and from the way she had acted it almost felt spiteful to go with his gut. Yet, Ureck knew being dishonest here would lead to rather unpleasant things, perhaps for them and definitely for their unfortunate guest.<br/><br/>"I must agree with Miss Sherani," he concurred. "He sounds genuine enough for me, and I believe he could be a good companion to have for our cause."