<blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Ohh..hahaha! Don't HAHAA worry, I th-AHAHAH!!- think that Rea's belly will keep you haha moving in the hahaha right direction!" </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Theron grins, pleased by the reaction his little joke had managed to coax out of the wolf. "Oh, I'd find a way. Besides, I'm<span style="font-style: italic">far</span>too impatient to wait on something like that! I go at my own pace, after all!" He was really beginning to relax, it'd been a good long while since he'd had a chance to just bullshit around with someone. A bit of fun was a welcome reprieve from seriousness, justice and the plight of the downtrodden, and much needed.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Smarter? Oh, nah. She's a big dumbass. She just likes to pretend she knows what I'm sa-grk!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"HA!" cries the shepard as he watches Eruin get roughly bumped and then slurped, leaving him with a rather comical cowlick and nearly as comically deprived of his earlier energy and mirth. "Sure got you with that good."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Now, the thing felt like a thousand-pound weight on his back, especially given he'd only strapped it on hap-hazardly at best "Just something from the farm." He lies again, half-smirking at the obvious, and easily discernable, fib.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"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...." Theron says, snerks as he holds back the laugh, then bursts out laughing. "Aha, silly me, that's some other old story..."<br/><br/>He shrugged, it was actually a tale he'd heard many a time with only a few details here and there fixed. Sometimes there was a mentor, and the companion was a pair of constructs or a great big dragon or a sibling. Sometimes the evil Empire was an evil Kingdom or such. "Or rather the same old story everyone's retold ad nauseum since the dawn of time. Anyways, normal is a matter of perspective. What you say is normal may not be to me and vice versa..."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Eruin Arkanis."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Pleasure... to.. meet you," Theron said, grimacing a bit as he drew his hand back, looking at the fresh saliva that coated it. The dog then shrugged and leaned forward to wipe it off on Eruin's chestfur. "Glad to be your first official meetin', but I'm afraid I'll give you back<span style="font-style: italic">this</span>particular gift. I got more than enough drool already. The thought is much appreciated, though!"<br/><br/>"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.."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Alyssa Niberos," Alyssa says, offering a nod of greeting. She leaves Theron's offered hand to Eruin, not wishing to interrupt another's greeting.<br/></div></blockquote><br/><br/>Theron nodded to Alyssa, giving the tiefling a small, curt smile. "Nice to meet you miss Niberos," he says. He was tempted to engage the tiefling in some conversation as well and question her, but decided against it as she tried to gain an interview from the jackal.<span style="font-style: italic">St. Rubin's? So she's a student of some kind! I knew she looked scholarly,</span>he mentally notes.<span style="font-style: italic">Researching the events in Eva's Heights, apparently.</span><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>“However,” the jackal noted, turning his attention back to Theron. “When you get to the city, I suggest you be more discreet about it instead of throwing your weight around. Just a friendly tip from an Eva Heights native.”</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"So guess that means you<span style="font-style: italic">didn't</span>see anything you liked? Ah, too bad!" Theron remarked, grinning a bit. "Your<span style="font-style: italic">concern</span>is heart-warming however, and your advice is duly noted. However, fret not for my safety, for I am a man of the city and know it's rhythms, flow and peoples well - even those of cities foreign to me. It's fascinating stuff."