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."